Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

The eighth day of the seventh lunar month is auspicious and it is suitable to move.

The East Palace has been packed up. Jingshu and her two children bid farewell to everyone in the palace and moved into the imperial city with majestic buildings.

　　No one in the palace was unhappy when they learned that Li Ling had become the crown prince. Now that it was the day of separation, everyone in the palace was really inseparable.

Looking at the car that drove away, the old lady shed tears sadly. Li Ling didn't care. The old man really couldn't bear to leave Jingshu, his gentle and capable granddaughter-in-law. She thought about how filial her granddaughter-in-law had been to her over the years. People are reluctant to give up.

Not to mention Xu Wanning, he is a sweetheart. He and Jingshu have been sisters-in-law for so many years, and their relationship is even better than that of their direct sisters. When she and Li Xian were in trouble, if Jingshu hadn't been able to deal with it, she would have been replaced. She came forward, but now her little family is already in disarray. Over the years, she had become accustomed to talking to Jingshu about big and small matters. Now that Jingshu left, Xu Wanning burst into tears in front of the whole family.

Not to mention the third girl Jin Yan, of course. When Jing Shu married into the palace, she was only in her teens and still a half-grown child. Over the years, it was Jing Shu, the eldest sister-in-law, who taught and cared for her, especially because Zhou Regarding Jin, she had been unwilling to get married for so many years, and most of her family members could not understand her. Only her sister-in-law, Jing Shu, was her close friend who could understand and comfort her. Jin Yan, who is nearly 20 years old, already regards Jing Shu as her sister-in-law more important than anyone else. Now that she cannot live under the same roof, one can imagine her feeling disappointed.

Among the several mistresses in the palace, only Pingyang was relatively calm. Although she was reluctant to part with Jingshu, her generous sister-in-law, she was now thinking more about her own future. Once Li Ling Jingshu left, this The burden of the crown prince and his wife fell on Li Xiang and her.

 Li Xiang is not as capable as Li Ling no matter what. When Jing Shu was the mistress of the princess's house, no one in the house was dissatisfied. Now that it is her turn to take over, Pingyang can't help but feel the heavy burden on her shoulders.

After saying goodbye to Li Ling and his wife, and everyone returned home, Xu Wanning was worried that the old lady couldn't bear it, so she took the three girls to Anxi Hall to keep them company.

There were still many unfinished accounts piled up in Pingyang's house. After she returned home, she hurriedly hugged her son and led her daughters directly back to Xianglin Garden.

At this time, Jingshu has handed over the affairs of the government to Pingyang, and Pingyang has also taken charge of the family. The affairs of the government are complicated. When Jingshu did not leave, there was someone who could be consulted when Pingyang was in trouble. Now that the patron is gone, the old lady It has been many years since he gave up, and everything in the house has to be supported by Pingyang alone.

 Pingyang is now the matron of the house, so she has to take care of everything quickly.

Pingyang was impatient and couldn't help but walk faster. Li Xiang caught up with her, took her son from her arms, and joked with a smile: "Since you became the mistress of the house, now you are really walking with wind. "

Pingyang smiled faintly and replied perfunctorily: "Second sister-in-law has always been capable and takes care of everything in the house in an orderly manner. Although I can't compare to her, I still have to be fair."

Li Xiang hugged his son, looked sideways at Pingyang, and said with a smile: "The boss is a scholar, so you can't rush it, just take your time."

Pingyang was speechless, but his steps became faster.

Li Xiang pulled her helplessly and said with a smile: "Slow down, no matter how anxious you are, you won't miss it for a while. I think you are very busy these days. I don't have to be on duty for the rest of the day. Why don't you do it today?" Have a rest, I will take you and the children out of the house for a walk."

Pingyang glanced at Li Xiang and said calmly: "I'm not free."

Li Xiang saw her lack of interest, so he said nothing more. He followed Pingyang back to his residence with his son in his arms.

Pingyang returned to the main room and continued to look through the accounts. There were many properties under the government's name. Although Jingshu had straightened out all the accounts before handing them over to Pingyang. Even so, with so many accounts, it was really necessary for Pingyang to become familiar with them. A lot of effort.

Pingyang had just flipped through a few pages when Brother Heng staggered into Pingyang's arms and said in a sweet voice, "Mom, play with me."

Pingyang's eyes moved from the accounts he was checking to his son. With a loving smile in his eyes, he replied: "Mom is busy. Brother Heng, can you let Sister Lantian take you to play?"

Brother Heng pouted and said, "You don't need anyone else to accompany you, I just want my mother." Seeing Brother Heng pestering Pingyang, Li Xiang came over to coax his son and said, "Let's go, daddy will take you to the yard. Go feed the birds, and then play with Brother Heng when mother is done."

Brother Heng was coaxed by Li Xiang and finally let go of Pingyang and followed his father out of the house.

It happened that Sister Mei was also being played in the yard by her wet nurse. The two children were only a few months apart. When they met, they gathered around the bird cage and played together.

Although Sister Mei and Brother Heng are the same age, Sister Mei has always been in poor health because she was born prematurely. She is half a head shorter than Brother Heng. Brother Heng sees that she is thin, so he never regards her as a child. Sister, I just call her "little sister, little sister".

Li Xiang felt mixed emotions in his heart when he looked at his children playing happily.

Pingyang is indeed an extremely kind-hearted person. Over the years, Li Xiang is well aware that his wife has been resenting him because of what happened back then, but Pingyang is not harsh at all towards Sister Mei.

This Sister Mei has always been weak. If she were a narrow-minded woman, there would be no need to use any means. None of the servants would look at the master's face and act. As long as Pingyang treats this child indifferently, this delicate child will Can't survive.

At present, although Sister Mei's child is weaker than normal children, she is already doing well after consulting doctors and medicine under Pingyang's instructions in the past few years.

Li Xiang was sitting on the porch listening to his little daughter's cheerful laughter, and couldn't help but glance sideways at his wife inside the house.

 He stared at Pingyang quietly for a long time.

Pingyang was immersed in a pile of accounts. She looked at them very carefully and drew circles with a red pen from time to time.

Li Xiang looked at his wife, and the scene when they first met suddenly appeared in his mind, remembering the way Pingyang always clung to him when they first got married.

At that time, Pingyang was as simple as a clear spring, as if she never knew the sorrows of the world. Now, although her eyes are still clear, they are filled with a touch of sadness.

Li Xiang felt uncomfortable in his heart.

He stood up and walked slowly to Pingyang. Pingyang was concentrating. Li Xiang stood behind her for a long time before Pingyang felt it.

Pingyang raised his head, looked at Li Xiang in surprise, and asked, "Is something wrong?"

There was a strand of broken hair scattered around her temples. Li Xiang raised his hand to tuck it behind her ear, but Pingyang subconsciously avoided his hand.

 “What’s wrong with you?” Pingyang looked at Li Xiang indifferently, his tone was also without warmth.

Li Xiang took back his hand that was frozen in the air. He looked at Pingyang, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I've been looking at the ledger for a while. Let's take a break. The weather outside is nice. Let's go out and bask in the sun."

“I’m not done yet.” As he said that, Pingyang returned his gaze to the account book in his hand.