"Thank you, Princess, for sitting down."
Xia Zhao and Xia Lingfu sat back where they had just been.
Look up.
I saw Xia Tan'er dressed in plain clothes, not even applying makeup.
See them like this.
Xia Zhao was immediately unhappy.
"Could it be that the princess also feels that I, the Prime Minister, have fallen into disrepair, and feels that the subordinate officials are not worthy of the princess to see her in a royal robe? Is she wearing these shabby clothes to perfunctory me?"
Xia Tan'er lowered her head and glanced at her clothes, and couldn't help but sneer.
Asked Xia Zhao in return.
"What's wrong with these clothes? Does the Prime Minister not like them?"
"The Prime Minister must have forgotten that these clothes were worn in the Prime Minister's Mansion before I got married. They were newly added three years ago. At that time, I didn't see that the Prime Minister was very talkative."
Xia Zhao was stunned.
He really didn't care about what Xia Taner was wearing.
All along, whenever we get good fabrics, we have them distributed directly from the warehouse to each room.
But how come Xia Tan'er still keeps the clothes she had three years ago.
Even if the facts are before our eyes.
Xia Zhao still refused to admit it.
"I never treated you badly when I was in the Prime Minister's Mansion."
He never expected that Xia Tan'er would still argue with him about his treatment at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Xia Tan'er snorted coldly.
The saying that you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep really makes sense.
He never treated me wrongly.
When has he never treated you wrongly?
Look at how the original owner came here over the years.
The dignified daughter of the prime minister's house received the worst things, and all of them were unwanted by Wen Moqing.
Warm clothes can be added every two or three days.
And she.
Old clothes have been mended and worn for three years.
Even standing in front of Xia Zhao, he still turned a blind eye.
Talking nonsense to such people will only waste your time.
Xia Tan'er suppressed the irritation in her heart and glanced at Xia Zhao relentlessly.
"Whatever the Prime Minister says is whatever it is. How can I, a woman, be of any use?"
After hearing this, Xia Lingfu felt that something was wrong.
Because of previous guilt.
He couldn't help but interrupt.
"Tan'er, you have never come back since you got married. Dad misses you."
Okay.
This father and son.
Really, stepping on her key points one after another.
Xia Tan'er completely lost her patience.
Ignore Xia Lingfu directly.
Not even raising his eyes.
"You don't need to tell me such lies. It will only dirty my ears."
"What is the purpose of all your efforts to send greetings today to ask for an audience?"
"Tan'er, dad and I really just came to see you and see if you are doing well in Prince Jin's Mansion."
What a hypocrisy.
Obviously I want something.
Now there is so much wrangling to do.
"You can see now that my life is extremely unsatisfactory. I don't even have the fine clothes of a princess. My life is much worse than the warm and affectionate life you like. Are you satisfied with this?"
"When you've finished reading, let's go, Hongxiu, to see the guests off."
"Yes, miss."
Xia Tan'er stood up to leave.
Xia Lingfu hurriedly blocked Xia Tan'er's way.
"Tan'er, don't lose your temper."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Xia Tan'er's sleeve.
Xia Tan'er lowered her head and glanced.
His brows were furrowed, with a look of disgust on his face.
I don't know where she took out a scalpel and slashed it towards the place where Xia Lingzhu held her sleeve.
The clothes are torn.
Xia Lingzhen's hand was holding the piece of cloth and holding it in the air.
He looked at the rag and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
It seemed that Xia Tan'er's move was to completely break with him and the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Hongxiu, see you off."
"Yes, miss."
Xia Tan'er walked out of the room indifferently, without even looking back.
Hong Xiu smiled slightly and stepped forward to make a gesture of invitation.
"Prime Minister, young master, please come back."
"This girl is so rude and doesn't even take me as a father seriously!"
Xia Zhao was so angry that he blew his beard, stared, and cursed.
Completely forgetting that I was so indifferent back then.
"Look if I don't teach her a lesson!"
"If I couldn't see Mo Qing's face, why would I bother to beg her? What's the use of her!"
"Mashiro gave birth to this daughter!"
Xia Tan'er leaned against the door, listening to Xia Zhao's abuse in the room.
My heart was so numb that I didn't feel anything at all.
She really made progress.
He's back to his cold, heartless self again.
But, I heard it later.
She was a little unexpected.
He never expected that Xia Lingfu would actually ask to help him.
"Dad, all this is your own fault! You can't blame anyone else."
"If you hadn't been partial to Mo Qing and neglected Tan'er since you were a child, how could you have been in this situation now? You deserve everything. It's you who brought the Prime Minister's Mansion to this state of decline."
"You bastard, how dare you say that about your father!"
"What I said is the truth!"
"Snapped."
A crisp sound resounded throughout the sky above Prince Jin's Mansion.
Xia Zhao slapped Xia Lingfu on the face.
"Who taught you to dare to talk to me like this? Go back home and kneel in the ancestral hall."
The face that had just been beaten instantly became red, swollen and hot.
Xia Lingfu glanced at Xia Zhao disappointedly.
At this moment, he realized that the father he had admired since childhood was so stupid and stubborn.
He cupped his cheek.
He walked out of the room dejectedly.
Unexpectedly, he happened to meet Xia Tan'er who was eavesdropping.
"Tan'er..."
Xia Lingfu's eyes looked at Xia Tan'er, full of regret.
But the little bit of hope sandwiched in it is like the little stars in the dark night, twinkling one after another.
If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid they would have relented long ago.
Finding a random step, the brother and sister reconciled.
But Xia Tan'er's heart is harder than gold.
It was as if there was a switch installed in the back of my mind.
Once you have the intention to forgive.
When I collapsed outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, the despair of being alone and helpless would be like a wave, sweeping through my body bit by bit from the bottom of my heart.
She would never forget that chill in her life.
"Prince Jin's Mansion does not accept guests. Mr. Xia and the Prime Minister should return to the Mansion early."
Say it.
Xia Tan'er turned and left.
Xia Lingfu was left alone, standing at the door, unable to recover for a long time.
Come to Yi Pavilion.
Wen Moqing was half lying on the imperial concubine's couch.
Mingchu sat aside, scooped up a spoonful of bird's nest porridge, and brought it to Wen Moqing's mouth.
"Come on, Qing'er, take another bite."
"Well... no more, I'm full."
"That's not okay. If you don't eat, the baby in your belly also needs to eat. Come on, there are only a few bites left, ah."
Wen Moqing frowned but still opened her mouth obediently and took the mouthful.
After swallowing.
Wen Moqing glanced at Zijuan.
Zijuan nodded, hurriedly backed out, and closed the door.
"Brother Chu, is what you just said true? Did your uncle really give a greeting card to Xia Tan'er?"
"That's natural. I saw that greeting card with my own eyes."
"It seems that the Prime Minister's Mansion is really in dire straits, yet he actually asked Xia Tan'er for help."
"Fortunately, I reminded you in time to stay away from the Prime Minister's Mansion, otherwise, I'm afraid you would also be implicated."
