On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

"Son, your mother is back."

Dingbei Palace.

Mu Xiaoxiao heard the voice before she saw the person.

The servants saw Mu Xiaoxiao and each one was more enthusiastic than the other.

"The princess is back?"

"The princess is still as charming as ever..."

"It's been twenty years. The princess finally remembered us slaves who had been waiting so long."

After hearing the news brought back by Yi Fan, Fu Jingrong was drowned in the enthusiasm of the servants before she could run out to show her "loving mother and filial son".

"and many more..."

"and many more..."

"I know you miss me, and I asked someone to bring you some local specialties in Yancheng. They are all in the villa. I will ask Butler Liu to send them to you later."

Mu Xiaoxiao, who had known and fallen in love with King Dingbei as a commoner, was dressed in civilian clothes and mingled almost exclusively with the servants in King Dingbei's mansion.

Even until the servants had dispersed, she still greeted them with reluctance, telling them to go back to their respective positions first and that everyone would have a portion of the local specialties.

Turning around and facing Fu Jingrong's face, which looked as if he was owed hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, her smile fell, and even the look she gave Fu Jingrong was filled with guilt.

"Son, your mother is back, aren't you happy?"

Mu Xiaoxiao is like this. If you give her some color, she can open a dyeing factory.

But Fu Huai was particularly tolerant of her. Many times, Fu Jingrong was scolded by Fu Huai because of Mu Xiaoxiao's "carelessness".

If it weren't for the fact that the mother and son looked so similar, Fu Jingrong would have suspected that he was picked up.

Every child has an instinctive admiration for his or her parents.

The same is true for Fu Jingrong.

However, in his previous life, Fu Jingrong's admiration for Mu Xiaoxiao had passed away with his grandfather the year his grandfather passed away.

He was only four or five years old at that time, and he really couldn't understand why his mother was so cold and indifferent to his elderly and kind grandfather. Even his father did not allow him to have too much contact with his grandfather.

Until my grandfather passed away, my mother only sent people to hastily bury his body, but did not even leave him a decent tombstone. He felt that the woman who claimed to be his "mother" was really hypocritical.

Later, the woman came to him every day under the guise of taking care of him, saying that she wanted to mend the mother-son relationship with him, but in the end she did nothing...

He said he would catch fish for him, but he fell into the water and couldn't even swim...

I rolled up my sleeves and promised to cook him a beggar's chicken, but when I tried to grab the chicken, it scratched my hair so much that it was messed up...

She kept saying she would cook for him, but she burned the kitchen to ashes. Her father thought she was trapped in a sea of ​​fire and almost massacred the Dingbei Palace...

All of these things are the childhood of him, the "source of the princess's distress", which was piled up with rattan by his father...

Later, in order to grow up safely, he decided not to treat that woman well, and even threatened that where that woman was, he would not be there, and where he was, that woman would not be there!!

Later, he was beaten up by his father and sent to another house.

At this point, his chaotic life was barely back on track.

Until the last life, the Dingbei Palace was slandered for treason, and his mother's life story was revealed...

All the things he couldn't figure out, now have a clue...

No wonder the Dingbei Palace had to leave Luojing when he was three years old...

No wonder my father, mother and concubine were cold to my grandfather but never treated him badly...

No wonder, every time grandpa wanted to hand something to him, his mother or father would always appear in time to divert grandpa's topic with other topics...

"Why, are you unhappy that your mother is back?"

Mu Xiaoxiao's words drew Fu Jingrong's attention back.

The woman in front of me smiled guiltily and flatteringly.

Fu Jingrong swallowed back the words of disgust that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Fortunately."

"What do you mean, it's okay?" It was rare for her son's attitude towards her to change. Mu Xiaoxiao would never allow such a good atmosphere to be ruined just because she didn't respond.

Fu Jingrong took a step forward intentionally, and Mu Xiaoxiao jogged to catch up with him.

"Do you think I'm old, useless, and a drag on you, so you don't even look at me now?"

"You little brat, I've tried so hard to help you win over your mother-in-law, even offering my villa..."

Fu Jingrong stopped in his tracks.

Mu Xiaoxiao was jogging too fast and couldn't stop, so she took several steps before stopping.

"Mother concubine..."

Fu Jingrong's temples were throbbing and he tried hard to suppress his impatience.

"You came back so suddenly, aren't you afraid that Madam Su will become suspicious?"

"How could it be?" Mu Xiaoxiao stared at Fu Jingrong with innocent eyes, "When my mother was in the other garden, she asked the servants to pretend not to know me. Who dares to reveal my identity?"

"But Yi Fan came back and told me that the servants in the other garden are very familiar with you. At this moment, the people in Madam Su's place are still keeping a few things in mind, fearing that they might have anything to do with you again..."

The more they talked, the more embarrassed Fu Jingrong saw Mu Xiaoxiao's expression became, and the more his heart sank.

As expected, it's still his mother who is always causing trouble but not being able to help...

At this moment, Fu Jingrong seemed to see his Sui Sui waving goodbye to him.

But Mu Xiaoxiao looked as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"He...are they so attentive?"

"you said?"

Fu Jingrong laughed with gritted teeth, and slowly clenched his other hand into a fist behind his back, using a lot of effort to suppress his surging anger.

After taking two deep breaths, he adjusted his mentality and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao seriously.

"Mother, your interaction with Madam Su ends here. I will send someone to handle the rest. You have just returned to the mansion these days, so you must have a lot of things to do. Don't run around."

"You kid, you're just talking about something else," Mu Xiaoxiao waved her hand nonchalantly, "Didn't I not manage the household expenses when I was in the fiefdom before? Don't worry, even without your mother, the palace can still be in order."

"This is Luojing, not Yancheng or those places. In Luojing, if the mistress of the mansion doesn't manage the household, it would be a huge joke if she told others about it," Fu Jingrong said in a serious manner. "I think my mother wouldn't want me and my father to be stabbed in the back when we walk on the street."

In fact, with the great favor that the Dingbei Palace is enjoying now, no one would dare to say a word even if there was a dog in charge, let alone no mistress in charge.

But Mu Xiaoxiao was eager to repair her relationship with her son, who had finally changed his mind about her, so naturally she did what her son said.

"Of course I don't want to." Even though she couldn't have both freedom and repairing her relationship with her son, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but struggle. "It doesn't matter. There are still..."