After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Yang Yuerong kept picking up food for her, smiling with satisfaction, "If you like it, eat more. Don't stop eating after just a few bites like before. You've become so thin now."

Nian Qiaoyue, who was standing next to her, looked at the bowl that was only half full of rice and felt very sad.

Nian Chengyun: "You should eat too, don't just give it to Lingling."

Yang Yuerong smiled shyly, "I know."

The family of three was talking and laughing. Nian Qiaoyue felt like an outsider, an unwelcome outsider who had barged into someone else's home.

She lowered her eyes to hide the disappointment in them.

After a moment of relief, she clenched her chopsticks, mustered up her courage and looked up at Nian Chengyun, "Dad, I have something to ask of you."

Yang Yuerong's mood suddenly turned bad, and she said coldly: "What is it that you have to say at this time?"

The intuition of Nian Su Su is not good.

She put down her chopsticks, looked at Nian Chengyun, then at Nian Qiaoyue, and the father and daughter stared at each other in a stalemate for a long time.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Nian Chengyun let go.

Yang Yuerong muttered in dissatisfaction: "What else could it be? Isn't it the New Year that's coming? You want money. There are five or six people in the West Wing. The daily expenses are already high enough, and there will be more during the New Year and other festivals. Do you really think money is so easy to earn?

Her damn mother didn't spend that much when she was alive."

When talking about her dead mother, Nian Qiaoyue's face turned pale, but she didn't dare to refute.

The prime minister's residence was not short of money, and the annual expenses of the West Wing were not as much as the money spent on making new clothes for Nian Qiaoyue during the change of seasons. Yang Yuerong was deliberately being stingy with Nian Qiaoyue's living expenses, not wanting her to have an easy life.

Nian Chengyun was angry, "Why are you bringing up that person again?"

Nian Qiaoyue’s mother is Nian Chengyun’s shame and also what he hates the most.

Yang Yuerong shut up angrily.

"Yue'er, tell me, what do you want?" Nian Chengyun asked her.

Nian Qiaoyue made a request that shocked everyone: "After the New Year, I want my father to make my mother a concubine and enshrine her in the ancestral temple."

"No!" Yang Yuerong reacted strongly, slammed her chopsticks on the table, stood up, and glared at Nian Qiaoyue.

Nian Susu was really shocked.

There is also such a passage in the original book, but it should be before the hunt. The sudden appearance of the plot here caught her off guard.

She didn't dare to eat. It was not appropriate to eat in this situation.

Nian Susu silently put down his bowl and chopsticks, sat upright, and acted as a background board.

Nian Chengyun had been quite calm originally, but now he was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

He nodded to Yang Yuerong and motioned her to sit down.

Yang Yuerong was breathing heavily, and she sat down with a snort.

Nian Chengyun took a deep breath and asked her, "Do you know what you are saying?"

Nian Qiaoyue was prepared to be rejected and had also thought of an excuse.

"Dad, I don't want to be called a concubine's daughter anymore! I am your daughter, can you bear to see me being slandered like this? Even if my mother is of humble status, she is still yours. Can't you give her a name for the fact that she left this world early without ever enjoying a single day of happiness?"

Nian Qiaoyue started crying as she spoke.

She felt sorry for her mother, but she felt even more sorry for herself.

Over the years, what kind of dirty words has she not heard? Just because she is used to it doesn't mean she doesn't care. She wants to be the second daughter of the prime minister's mansion, even if she is born out of wedlock! She is willing!

Nian Chengyun refused outright: "Impossible! I can give you any gold, silver, jewelry, or clothes you want, except this."

He waved his hand, "No need to talk!"

Nian Qiaoyue gritted her teeth and knelt down, "Dad, I beg you! From childhood to adulthood, I have never asked you for anything! This is the first time, can't you have mercy on your daughter!"

She wept bitterly.

The veins on Nian Chengyun’s forehead were throbbing.

Yang Yuerong was afraid that he would be persuaded, so she said quickly: "Your mother has been dead for so many years, who cares who your mother is and whether she has been enshrined in the ancestral hall?

If you make such a fuss, the whole city of Kyoto will know about the scandal of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Nian Chengyun's breath was stuck in his throat, and his face turned black with anger. Who was Yang Yuerong scolding? It felt like she was scolding him too.

Nian Qiaoyue kowtowed twice, "Please, Dad! There is no need for any ceremony, and there is no need to notify outsiders. Just move my mother's tablet into the ancestral hall!"

According to Liuli's traditional customs, concubines cannot be included in the family tree, but they can enter the ancestral hall to receive incense from their descendants, which is considered a recognition of her identity and a recognition that she is a member of the family.

The requirements for Nian Qiao Yue are that simple.

As long as her mother's identity is recognized, she will be the recognized second daughter of the prime minister's family, and she will be able to marry into a good family in the future.

Yang Yuerong still disagreed: "Absolutely not! I don't agree! I think you have been living too comfortably and don't know how much you weigh!"

She gave Jingqiu a look, "Jingqiu, drag her to the ancestral hall and make her kneel in front of the ancestors and repent! Until she admits her mistakes!"

Yang Yuerong just wanted to end the topic as soon as possible to prevent Nian Chengyun from being moved by his soft heart.

She knew that Nian Chengyun felt guilty towards Nian Qiaoyue.

Jing Qiu immediately understood and stepped forward to arrest the man.

Nian Chengyun did not stop it and acquiesced to this practice.

Nian Qiaoyue refused to leave, and the two of them started pulling each other.

"Dad! Madam! Yue'er begs you! This is Yue'er's only request!"

"You little bastard born of a slave! You still want to be admitted into the ancestral temple? Dream on!"

When Jingqiu gets angry, he is no different from Zhang Pozi, both of them are powerful characters.

Nian Susu felt a little bit sorry when he saw it.

She just softened her heart, and the system prompt came immediately: [Host, please take the blame for Nian Qiaoyue immediately, limited to one minute! ]

Nian Susu: F*ck?! Tears dripping onto white rice, Nian Qiaoyue you bastard!

[Stop cursing, stop cursing, the one-minute countdown has begun. If you exceed the time limit, the electric shock gift bag is no joke! ]

I feel helpless every day.

Her eyes went dark, and she knelt in front of Nian Chengyun, crying, "Dad, I taught my sister to say this, and I should go and confess, so don't take your anger out on me."

Yang Yuerong walked over and tried to pull her up, but Nian Susu just knelt there motionless.

"Lingling! Why are you doing this? She said it herself, how come you are teaching her?"

"Mother knows you are soft-hearted. This is not something you should get involved in. Get up!"

Nian Susu added: "I instigated my sister, but I also cared about my father's reputation."

Nian Chengyun cared most about his reputation and reputation. He immediately became nervous when he heard this, "What do you mean?"

She wiped her tears and said, "During the hunting, several young ladies were discussing my sister's life experience behind her back. I heard it."

Nian Qiaoyue frowned and looked suspicious: Is this true?

"Get up and talk. The ground is cold." Yang Yuerong pulled the man up forcefully.

Nian Susu continued sobbing, "They said that my sister was born to a low-ranking maid, and that my father favored that maid because he couldn't control his emotions when my mother was pregnant."

She did not feel ashamed at all when she talked about such obscure private matters.

Instead, Nian Chengyun was so embarrassed that he felt ashamed, and even Yang Yuerong's ears turned red.

Nian Susu was overjoyed: This is exactly the reaction I want!