Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

Mr. Xie said that she wanted to worship in front of her mother's immortal throne, so Qian and Xie Zhongguang hurriedly accompanied her to the memorial hall of the Marquis Mansion.

Although Mr. Xie did not recognize Xie Zhongguang as his younger brother, Xie Zhongguang had always been courteous to Mr. Xie, his sister.

His mother's family is humble, and if he can get the favor of the princess's sister, it will be a great help.

Most men value interests more. In Xie Zhongguang's view, the past grievances were caused by people in the previous life, and he and Xie are biological siblings after all.

Along the way, Xie Zhongguang accompanied him with a smile: "Sister, I haven't returned to Beijing for many years. When my father was dying, I rushed to write you a letter. You were about to give birth at that time and couldn't make it back. Before my father died, he kept talking about my sister, but I told him that you were about to give birth and you really couldn't come back."

 Mr. Xie knew that Xie Zhongguang wanted to please her, so she glanced sideways at him.

When she saw Xie Zhongguang's father-like features, Xie couldn't help but think of her younger brother who suffered a misfortune in his childhood. That younger brother was two years older than Xie Zhongguang. If he were still around, he would be married and have a wife and children.

 Everything in this prince's mansion should belong to him.

It's a pity that his mother died early. Although she started her career early, she was just a child at that time. After all, she failed to protect him and he was killed by an adulterer at a young age.

Qian was the chief culprit of all this, but her father's protection and connivance were the talisman that killed her mother and younger brother.

"Even if I hadn't caught up with Sheng Sanlang at that time, I wouldn't have come back." Mr. Xie rolled her eyes coldly at Xie Zhongguang, and said indifferently: "The moment my mother passed away, I no longer recognized him in my heart. Father."

 “He doesn’t deserve it at all.”

Qian followed silently. Although he was cursing in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face. He only hoped that Xie would leave quickly after paying homage.

After hearing what Xie said, Xie Zhongguang sighed slightly and said, "Sister, don't say such things. The only person my father will care about before he dies is you. How can you be so cruel to your father?"

Meng sneered: "He is your good father, but not mine. He only brought us hurt and resentment. He felt regret before he died. Can this erase all his previous actions? ?”

Xie Zhongguang wanted to persuade him again, but Zhao Xuan waved his hand towards him and said, "Don't say any more, or you will make your sister unhappy."

"Who is his sister?" Xie turned around and glared at Zhao Xuan, and said angrily, "My brother was killed by a **** twenty years ago. Don't mistake me for my brother here."

Xie now looked like an injured hedgehog. Whenever her scars were touched, thorns would stand up all over her body. Zhao Xuan hurriedly closed his mouth.

Seeing this, Pingyang came over to comfort Xie and said, "Let's go, it's important to offer incense to the emperor's aunt."

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Zhao Xuan asked everyone to stay outside. He followed him in quietly, and followed Xie to offer incense to Princess Fukang.

Although Qian was born in a small family and could not get into the big picture, Xie Zhongguang was the biological son of the old Marquis. He was taken into the Marquis's house since he was a child and received the best education, so he was still considered a man of etiquette. People, after the death of the old Marquis, the long-dead Princess Fukang in this memorial hall was placed alongside the old Marquis’s immortal throne.

  Qian has expressed dissatisfaction with this more than once.

Her son is now the head of the Marquis House. She wants her ranking to be the same as that of the old Marquis in a hundred years. As for Fukang, he has no son, and Qian cannot control that much. But Xie Zhongguang did not follow his mother's wishes after all. Fukang was the old marquis's first wife, so it was against etiquette. After all, he was a man and still wanted to save face.

Fukang paid homage to her mother, and her face became even more ugly when she came out. She stood on the steps outside the hall, looking at the palace where her mother lived before her death. After a long time, she asked, "Is the Fu'a Palace still empty now?"

As soon as Qian heard this, his face immediately stiffened.

Ms. Xie glanced at Mr. Qian and said coldly: "Is it possible that you have also occupied that palace?"

Qian hesitated and didn't know how to answer. She just looked at her son. Xie Zhongguang sighed and replied: "Sister, that palace has been left unoccupied for many years. It was so hot last year that my mother wanted to cool down there." , and moved in.”

 It is naturally cool there, not only cool in summer, but also warm as spring in winter.

When the temple was built, iron pipes were laid under the ground. Ice water could be poured into the pipes from the outside to dissipate heat when it was hot in summer, and hot water could be poured into the pipes to dissipate the cold when it was cold in winter.

Her mother was a kind-hearted person, and her death coincided with the Great Qi disaster. She couldn't bear to waste people and money, so she didn't let her father, Emperor Wu, build a princess palace for her. Emperor Wu was grateful for his sensible children, but couldn't bear to treat his daughter poorly, so he took her from his own family. He allocated money from his private treasury to the Marquis Mansion where Fukang descended, and asked skilled craftsmen to build the Fua Palace for his daughter, which is warm in winter and cool in summer.

Her grandfather hoped that her mother would be a blessed person like her name, but her mother's life's blessings were all ruined at the hands of a despicable woman.

Xie was unwilling to give up, but what could she do? Her mother died of illness because of her own anger, and the cause of her younger brother's death was also covered up by the old Marquis and made it an accident.

Xie Zhongguang is the legitimate heir to the Hou family, and Qian is the step-sibling of the old Marquis Mingzheng.

No matter how much she hates her, she can't kill these two people. Although she is the princess, she must abide by the law.

She couldn't burn down the prince's mansion. After all, the Xie family's mansion, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was not something she, a married woman, could control.

She did not have the magic to move mountains and reclaim seas to push away the palace that her grandfather had built for his mother.

Although Xie hated it, she said there was very little she could do.

Zhao Xuan glanced at his wife's pale face. He walked up to her and said distressedly: "Let's go. Since we have paid homage to my mother-in-law, we should go home."

Mrs. Xie sniffed and ordered the servants on the left and right: "Go and throw out all the things in the Fu'a Palace that do not belong to my mother. This was built by the late Emperor Wu for my mother. It is not anything." Everyone is qualified to live there."

When Qian heard this, she frowned and couldn't hold it in any longer. She took a breath and was about to speak, but was stopped by her son Xie Zhongguang's stern eyes.

Mrs. Xie looked at the quarrel between the mother and son, and then said to Zhao Zhongguang: "After the palace is cleaned up, you will personally move my mother's immortal throne to that palace."

“My mother was not loved and cared for by her husband during her lifetime, and she has been sleeping for many years now. Why would she let that irresponsible man disgust her?”

In order to calm Xie’s anger, Xie Zhongguang nodded and agreed.