Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 2062

The copper bells on the eaves jingled, and the woman suddenly became excited. She wanted to go home.

She went back to her parents' home and was finally able to see her mother.

This time when she returned home, the woman did not dare to make a big fuss and deliberately avoided the ostentation. Only a carriage with a green curtain quietly stopped in front of the gate of her parents' home.

Of course she wanted to go in through the main gate, but the doorman wouldn't let her. He pointed to the corner door with a sly look on his face and told her carriage to go in from that side.

The woman swallowed her anger in silence, her eyes seemed filled with poison.

The concierge's eyes revealed a hint of contempt. If the lady hadn't secretly given him some money, he wouldn't even be able to get in through the corner door, and he's still complaining!

The coachman did not ignore the doorman's expression. He thought to himself that he must explain clearly to his master how his wife was treated at her parents' home, so that he would not be kept in the dark.

He stopped the carriage in front of the corner gate of the Huang Mansion.

Before the wheels had even come to a complete stop, Madam Zhang, who had been peeking out from the corner gate, came over with a lantern in hand. "Miss..."

As soon as the call came out, she was stunned.

This! How could this still be the young lady who looked at the flowers by the water?

But the woman had sharp eyebrows and a mean face. Her eyes were like two pools of dead water, but they were shimmering with a poisonous sheen.

The material of her clothes was not bad, and although the style was not up to par with the fashion in the capital, it was still decent.

The sky-blue ice silk gauze summer shirt was originally woven from the finest Jiangyun weave. It was as thin as a cicada's wing, and under the light it revealed ink-like smoky patterns.

But now, wrapped around her bony frame, it looked like a crumpled piece of rice paper draped haphazardly on a bamboo frame. The silver-threaded peony rose and fell with her rapid breathing, like a withered flower drained of its essence, and the entire piece of satin took on a cheap, dull quality.

Mother Zhang led the eldest daughter and the maid into the corner door with lowered eyebrows, but secretly made a gesture to the doorman.

When the small black lacquered door creaked shut, the carriage with green curtains was still standing alone in the alley, and even the horse was tactful enough not to snort.

After the driver waited for the guests to enter, he couldn't help but spit, took out his pipe and knocked it on the sole of his shoe.

A dot of scarlet flickered in the twilight, making the sneer on his lips particularly clear, "Bah! What rich young lady!"

He picked up his pipe, got off the carriage, handed some change to the doorman, and started chatting with him.

As they chatted, he was shocked... What? His wife had already been expelled from the clan? Why was she still acting like a rich lady?

The woman and the maid followed Mother Zhang through the side door and into a dark alley.

The moss-covered brick wall was so narrow that they were almost brushing against each other. In the twilight, only a swaying lantern was seen in front of them, casting distorted shadows of the three people on the wall, just like three wandering ghosts.

They walked around the abandoned well and through the old warehouse full of debris for half an incense stick of time. The woman's embroidered shoes were stained with mud, and the hem of her skirt was hooked by the roses.

Seeing that the eldest daughter's face was extremely gloomy, Mother Zhang had no choice but to explain, "Eldest daughter, you were not supposed to come back. Madam was worried about gossip from the other rooms, so..."

The woman shouted, "What nonsense! You don't need to remind me that I have been expelled from the clan!"

Mother Zhang: “…”

Since that was the case, she was too lazy to try to please someone so she turned around, rolled her eyes, and went straight to Madam Wen's yard.

This Wen is Huang Haoqing’s original wife, and also Huang Sining’s mother.

The woman who broke into the Huang Mansion like a thief was Huang Sining, who had not returned to Beijing for a long time and had married another man.