Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

Qingluan had a sullen face all the way back from the palace. Murong Yi naturally knew that she was unhappy because he did not allow her to raise the child. When the two were in the car, Murong Yi put down his body and coaxed her, and finally Qingluan relaxed his expression.

Murong Yi has a handsome appearance and noble character. In the past year of their marriage, Qingluan has become deeply infatuated with her husband. Qingluan takes advantage of Murong Yi's warmth.

The couple returned to the princess mansion. Qingluan took Murong Yi's arm and just entered the second door. When he raised his eyes, he saw Ning Geer standing there waiting.

When Murong Yi saw his son, he threw away Qingluan and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Why are you standing here when it's so cold?"

Although Ning Geer is only five or six years old, he has a good temperament and education just like his father.

He first bowed to his father and stepmother and said hello, and then said back to his father: "The child is here waiting for his father and mother."

 Although the child didn't say it clearly, Murong Yi didn't know what the child was thinking.

Children of this age are the most curious about everything. It was his first time to come to the capital, and he was naturally full of yearning for it. They had just arrived yesterday, and he had not had time to take the children out to see the lively scenery of the capital, so he was busy today. He went back to the palace with Qingluan. In fact, Murong Yi wanted to take his son with him. As soon as he mentioned it, Qingluan refused.

Murong Yi had no choice but to leave his son behind and only took Qingluan to the palace.

Murong Yi looked at his son's little face that was red from the cold, and his heart was full of guilt. He leaned over and picked up his son, and said distressedly: "Tomorrow, daddy will be free. After we have breakfast, daddy will take you out for a walk, okay?" ?”

 “Okay, okay!” Ning Geer kissed his father again and again on his forehead like a chicken pecking rice, and said happily: “Daddy is the best!”

Murong Yi smiled and kissed his son on the face, then turned to Qingluan and said, "You go back first, I will send Brother Ning into the house and then return."

Qingluan rolled his eyes at Murong Yi but did not respond. He turned around and left with a cold face.

Murong Yi was already used to his wife's behavior. He just sighed slightly and led his son back to his own house, laughing and joking all the way.

After sending his son into the house, he personally took off his thick coat and told the wet nurse in charge of taking care of him: "It's cold in the capital. You must add more charcoal fire to the stove at night. Don't let my brother." My son caught a cold."

The wet nurse responded one after another, and Murong Yi warned again: "From now on, you have to put a hat on your brother when you go out. The wind and cold here in winter are not as cold as ours."

Ning Geer, who had already got into bed, looked at his father and said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry about it. The child has grown up and can take care of himself."

Murong Yi walked to his son's side, gently stroked his head, and said with a smile: "If you can take care of yourself, why don't you run out tonight? It's so cold outside."

Ning Geer raised his head and replied, "I missed my father, so I couldn't help but run out and wait."

"Silly boy, daddy will play with you tomorrow." Murong Yi tucked his son's quilt thoughtfully and warned, "Sleep well and don't kick the quilt at night."

Murong Yi returned to his residence after watching his son fall asleep.

Qingluan had finished washing and was sitting in front of the mirror, looking at her hair. Murong Yi just glanced at her back and knew that she was angry again.

His forehead couldn't help but jump twice, and his long eyebrows frowned subconsciously.

Murong Yi suppressed his emotions, forced a smile on his face, and said: "It's getting late, please hurry up and get settled."

Qingluan did not turn his head, but replied lightly: "You also know that it is getting late?"

 She was angry again because she went to see her son off.

Murong Yi has become accustomed to Qingluan always being so unreasonable. When he came back, he had already thought that she would be like this. He had even thought about how to appease her, but now, he didn't want to say anything.

 He just felt very tired! Murong Yi glanced at Qingluan lightly, then took off his clothes and got into bed.

Murong Yi closed her eyes and didn't hear the sound of Qingluan for a long time. He knew without looking at her that she must be sitting there crying secretly.

 He doesn’t want to coax.

She always cried harder and harder, and it also involved a lot of her dissatisfaction with him, and he had to put in a lot of effort to comfort her.

 It’s really tiring.

Murong Yi turned over, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After seeing off Qingluan and Murong Yi, everyone in the palace returned to their respective courtyards. As soon as Li Xian and Xu Wanning walked to the gate of Qingfeng Garden, the nun beside Li Xian's wife, Guo Shi, rushed to greet them and replied: " Master, madam, madam, I’m afraid she may not be able to survive.”

When Li Xian heard this, he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Weren't you able to eat yesterday?"

Mammy replied: "I have only drank some soup this morning, and I have been talking nonsense."

Li Xian frowned and asked, "Did you call for a doctor?"

Mi replied: "Looking, the doctor said that the wife was exhausting the light, and the non -medicine can be medical."

Xu Wanning sighed and said, "Let's go and see people first."

The couple entered the house and saw Mr. Guo lying on the bed, with a pale, wrinkled face and her eyes tightly closed.

Li Xian called her several times before Guo opened her eyes. When she saw her son, she cried, "I'm afraid my mother will die this time."

Before Li Xian could say anything, Mrs. Guo glanced at Xu Wanning, who was wearing gold and silver. Suddenly she took a breath and asked, "Are there any guests in the house today?"

Li Xian replied: "It's the eldest cousin of the Murong family in Jiangdong who came with the princess."

When Mrs. Guo heard this, she took two breaths and cursed in a hoarse voice: "There are guests in the house, and the old woman won't let me go there every time. I am obviously the legitimate daughter-in-law of the father-in-law, but she doesn't treat me as a human being. I, cough, cough, cough. I, I, really can’t sleep with my eyes closed, cough, cough.”

Xu Wanning was really worried that Mrs. Guo wouldn't be able to hold her breath and would faint. She couldn't help but said: "You are already like this, what else can you do to be stronger than asking you to come over? Can you get up? Just save your energy." "

Ms. Guo closed her eyes and took a breath, then took another breath and cursed at Xu Wanning: "You unfilial daughter-in-law, it took me eight lifetimes to let my son marry you."

As she said that, she held Li Xian's hand tightly: "Son, you listen to my mother and divorce this woman. Otherwise, I will not be able to rest in peace even if I die. If you don't listen to my mother, If you do, I will tell your father that you are an unfilial son even if I go underground."

This is true that even before death, he would not forget to provoke his son and wife.

But now Li Xian is no longer the person who only knew foolishness and filial piety. He let out a long sigh, suddenly pulled out his hand, and replied coldly: "Mother, if you say such things again, I will never come to see you again." You."

With that said, he turned around and left.

Xu Wanning glanced at Ms. Guo, who was lying on the bed and gasping for breath. She sighed helplessly and told her mother, "Just take care of her. If you need any supplements such as ginseng and deer antlers, just go to the warehouse to get them."

With that said, she also turned around and left the house.