Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

When Jiao Xing returned, Pingyang was still vaguely worried that Li Xiang would neglect her when she reunited with his old love. However, it was not until the third day after Jiao Xing returned that Li Xiang went to Xikuoyuan to see her, but it was only for a meal there. , did not stay overnight.

Lan Tian said: "It turns out that people in Xianglin Garden said that my uncle loved Aunt Xing at the beginning. In order to keep her, he even put down his face and begged the prince and his wife. I was also worried that my uncle might have a deep affection for Aunt Xing. , Haha, right now, it’s nothing more than that.”

Yuzhu said: "She is just young and ignorant. No matter what, a lowly maidservant, how can she be compared with our wealthy princess? A person as good-looking as our princess and my uncle are a good match." , As for the concubine, she is just a plaything of a powerful young master, who can really be tempted by her."

Pingyang was naturally comforted when she saw her husband acting like this.

After hearing the call from her two confidant girls, Pingyang smiled slightly and replied: "My husband told me yesterday that since he has taken Jiao Xing back, it is enough to have this concubine in the yard. He will not accept any more from now on." My concubine."

The little princes in Prince Yong's palace all had concubines in groups. Yuzhu Lantian, who was used to seeing men from powerful families hugging each other, was shocked when they heard this.

Lan Tianyou asked as if he couldn't believe it: "Don't men always have wives and concubines? Does the princess mean what she said?"

"How can the men of the Duke's family compare with those of other families?" Yuzhu scolded Lantian, but the smile on his face grew stronger. He couldn't help but praise: "They say that the family tradition of the Duke's family is upright and the children have good character. Now, It seems that it is indeed not bad, which shows how satisfying the marriage that the concubine and the princess have chosen for our little princess is."

All women in the world hope to marry a good man and be on equal footing with their husbands.

At this time, Pingyang also had great hopes for Li Xiang. She sincerely wanted to be with him as husband and wife and love each other until they grow old.

Li Xiang was able to treat her wholeheartedly, and Pingyang was willing to let him have peace of mind. She even repeatedly warned people to treat Aunt Xing well. Yuzhu even placed people in the courtyard just to be on the safe side. Pingyang found out and complained about her.

From Pingyang's point of view, since Li Xiang can respect her as his wife, she should also respect him.

Jiao Xing also kept her peace of mind. Although Ping Yang never asked her too hard, she was always careful in the morning and dusk, never late, and would do some needlework for Ping Yang every now and then. She was a very worry-free concubine.

 Pingyang took Jiao Xing back for Li Xiang, but Li Xiang's treatment of her changed a lot. He became more gentle and considerate, but they still couldn't be intimate.

 She still couldn't fully get into her husband's heart.

As the saying goes, love lasts forever. If you care too much about someone, you will easily become sensitive and get hurt more easily.

This year's Dragon Boat Festival, Jiao Xing, who was always polite in the morning and dusk, did not come to the main courtyard to say hello. The little girl who was waiting for her came to apologize for her, saying that she had a stomachache and could not come today. When Yu Zhu came back to report to Ping Yang, Pingyang didn't care at all.

Who doesn’t have a headache yet? This is not a big deal.

The next day, Jiao Xing came over to say hello. Ping Yang casually asked about her unwellness yesterday. Jiao Xing replied, "It's just that she ate the wrong thing. It's nothing serious."

Jiao Xing came to say hello early in the morning, and sometimes they would catch Li Xiang in the house, but they would never look at each other.

On this day, after Pingyang and Jiao Xing chatted for a while, Yuzhu called her to talk. When Pingyang walked to the inner room and turned around, he saw Li Xiang looking at Jiao Xing and asked softly: "Have you eaten too much secretly again?" Zongzi made my stomach upset."

When Li Xiang said this, there was a smirk on his face, but his eyes towards Jiao Xing were full of endearment.

 She has been married to him for so many years, and although he treats her with gentleness and courtesy, he has never joked and teased her like this, and he has never looked at her like this.

After Jiao Xing heard these teasing words, she smiled knowingly at Li Xiang. It was just an extremely smiling gesture, but Pingyang who was watching could see the deep tacit understanding between the two.

　　Even if it is a casual sentence or a look, the other party can understand it.

 This is the way Pingyang always envied the couple getting along.

She couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.

But when she walked back to the outside, Li Xiang and Jiao Xing returned to normal. One sat aside and tasted tea indifferently, and the other talked to her politely and carefully. Pingyang was the mistress of this house. But at this moment, she suddenly felt like an unnecessary outsider.

 After Jiao Xing left, Pingyang felt depressed all day long. She talked to Yuzhu, but Yuzhu still couldn't understand her thoughts.

 The affection between husband and wife can only be felt by the person involved, and outsiders cannot experience it personally.

Pingyang gradually became depressed, and not long after, she became pregnant.

Li Xiang was very happy.

He originally went back to Xikuoyuan once a month. Since Pingyang became pregnant, he would not stay there even if he went to Xikuoyuan.

Even Lan Tian often complains with anger and joy: "My uncle doesn't spend the night in Xikuoyuan anymore. I don't think I need to go to the drug store outside every month to get Bizi decoction medicine. Haha, I won't use it even if I do."

After hearing Lantian's words, Pingyang frowned slightly and said casually: "Think about the miserable life of those women who are concubines. Even if they are favored by the master, they still have to drink this soup. I heard that it is the most It hurts the body.”

"Aiya, my good wife, why are you worried about this?" Yuzhu fed Pingyang some bird's nests and replied with a smile: "The mistress has not given birth to a legitimate son. This is not the case for all concubines. If so, The kind mistress simply stopped using the anti-pregnancy medicine for her concubines after she gave birth to a son. If the concubines are so powerful, they are not allowed to get pregnant, and they still have to drink the anti-pregnancy medicine obediently for the rest of their lives."

Pingyang is the kind one, and the kindest person.

After listening to Yuzhu's words, she sighed slightly and said: "You are right, my sister-in-law Xie has already given birth to two sons, but she still orders the concubines in my eldest brother's backyard to drink medicine every day." As she said, She touched her slightly bulging belly, frowned and said, "I can't be such a person. If I get a boy this time, I will stop using Aunt Xing's soup to avoid the baby. No matter how high or low you are, you are still a woman." , I can’t be cruel enough to abuse others.”

 But God sometimes fails to fulfill good people. Pingyang’s first child was a daughter.

 She was a little disappointed.

Li Xiang has been comforting her, but Pingyang can see that he is also disappointed.

During the confinement period, although Li Xiang took care of her meticulously and did his best to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband, he rarely cared about their daughter. Sometimes, when her daughter cried, he didn't say anything. But his subconscious frown already showed his displeasure.

Everyone, everyone, and everything in the world pays attention to the dharma of fate.

Perhaps the father and daughter Li Xiang and Sister Qing did not get along after all. Even after many years, their relationship between father and daughter was not so close and deep.