The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

When Shi Anxia woke up, she found that she was reborn at the age of fourteen, and the funeral of her brother Shi Yunxing was being held in the house.

She was dressed in white fox fur and walked slowly in the corridor of the Hou Mansion. The white lantern in the corridor started to sway slightly when she flicked it with her finger.

The maid Nan Yan hurriedly put Mrs. Tang into her hand and whispered, "Girl, don't be too sad. Hold on tight to yourself first."

sad? Shi Anxia looked at the gray sky and smiled.

She wasn't sad. The one who died was not her brother at all, but Aunt Wen's son.

Aunt Wen and Shi Anxia's mother, Tang, gave birth on the same day, so she exchanged her son's favor and became the legitimate son of the Hou family. Shi Anxia's brother Shi Yunqi became a bastard and was tortured by Aunt Wen since he was a child.

Shi Anxia went to the memorial hall and saw Mrs. Tang's eyes red and swollen from crying, and she was kneeling on the futon in grief.

"Mother, I heard that you haven't slept for a few days. My daughter will help you go back to your room to rest." Shi Anxia winked at the maid and forcibly took Tang away.

Tang cried and struggled all the way, "Xing'er! My Xing'er! I won't go back, I want to protect my Xing'er."

Shi Anxia helped Tang Shi get on the bed, backed away from the maid, and whispered, "Mother, don't cry. Shi Yunxing is not your son, nor is he my biological brother."

When Tang heard this, her sobs were half choked in her throat, "You! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shi Anxia sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to hold Tang's hand, raised her eyes as deep as an ancient well, and stated clearly again, "I say, Shi Yunxing is not your son at all, but Aunt Wen's son. "

Tang was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth for a long time, "How did you know that?"

Shi Anxia had already thought of her words, "My daughter wanted to go to her grandmother's courtyard just now to say hello, but she overheard her grandmother talking to Aunt Wen."

"Your grandmother also knows?" Tang asked through gritted teeth.

"More than just knowing! Aunt Wen is my grandmother's biological niece. You and Aunt Wen gave birth on the same day. Without my grandmother's intervention, how could she have replaced the two children so smoothly?" Shi Anxia was not angry after resurrecting her life. , and I’m glad that everything came in time.

Tang couldn't bear this tone, so she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saying in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to ask for justice right now!"

Shi Anxia hurriedly stopped Tang, "Don't worry, mother, we can seek justice slowly. If grandma insists that this is not the case, what can we do? The most important thing at the moment is how to get brother Yun Qi in an open and just manner. Come back. I heard that Brother Yunqi was beaten half to death by Aunt Wen with a whip, and he is still locked up in the woodshed."

Tang's chest felt stagnant upon hearing this.

As the second wife of the Hou family, she never treated her concubines and their children harshly. He even quietly showed kindness to the child named Shi Yunqi. That child is really distressing. He is thin and frail and timid.

She once heard Aunt Wen reprimanding her son, "You are just a humble bastard. If you want to live a good life in the future, you must put Master Yunxing first in everything! Even if he wants you to die, you have to endure it!"

At that time, Mrs. Tang was quite moved after hearing these words.

It is indeed rare in the world for a concubine to reach this level.

It turns out that the truth is like this! That so-called "lowly bastard" is her biological child!

Tang's heart felt like tearing pain, and she couldn't help but shed tears, "Xia'er, what do you think we should do now?"

Shi Anxia raised her hand to wipe away Tang's tears, "Mother, if you believe in me, just leave it to me. My daughter will definitely handle it properly."

Mrs. Tang always felt that the daughter in front of her looked different from what she had seen in the past. Her eyes were deep and calm, like a thousand-year-old well, calm and yet inexplicably reassuring.

She nodded, her eyes turning red again as she lowered her eyes.

Shi Anxia pondered for a moment and asked, "Who is organizing the funeral ceremony now?"

Mrs. Tang replied, "Your grandmother wanted me to use the influence of the Duke's Palace to make the funeral ceremony more beautiful, so she left it all to me."

So, let’s take advantage of the power of the Duke’s Palace! Shi Anxia's eyes flashed, "Mom, can you lend me Auntie Zhong?"

"You can allocate the people from Haitang Court as you wish." Tang's eyes showed a bit of urgency, "Can you bring your brother out as soon as possible?"

"Don't worry, mother, I will make arrangements, don't let anyone know the clues." Shi Anxia whispered, "Now Aunt Wen's eyes and ears are all over the Marquis Mansion, we can't make any mistakes."

Tang suppressed her urgency and obeyed, "Xia'er, mother listens to you."

Shi Anxia immediately sent Nanny Zhong to the Duke's Mansion to deliver a message to her eldest aunt.

At dusk, more than thirty people came to the Duke's Mansion. The wives, maids, guards, and stewards all came to the Hou Mansion dressed in white mourning clothes and got busy in the memorial hall.

The dark night was completely enveloped. The memorial hall can no longer be accessed by anyone at will.

In the Qiangwei Courtyard, Aunt Wen's face was full of sadness, "Mother Liu, have you heard about it? What on earth is the Tang family doing?"

Liu's mother replied, "Auntie, please don't panic. Tang was so sad that she fainted several times, and now she has gone back to her courtyard to rest. I heard that the person in charge of the funeral is Miss An Xia. At this time, the Duke's government sent People came to help, as if to welcome Master Hongda."

Aunt Wen's face softened, "It should have been like this a long time ago. Xing'er is the grandson of their Duke's mansion, how could he ignore it? Since he invited Master Hongda to requiem the soul, it seems that he finally took it to heart. .”

"Auntie, please be relieved. With Master Hongda's blessing, Master Xing will have a good pregnancy in the next life and enjoy endless glory and wealth in his life."

Aunt Wen felt sad when she heard this. She had been planning and waiting for sixteen years, and it was finally about to bear fruit, but the people were gone, and it all came to nothing.

A moment later, Mother Liu reported again that Master Hongda was here, but she left with a group of monks after less than half a stick of incense.

Aunt Wen didn't understand. "It takes at least an hour for the soul to be resurrected. How come it's so fast?"

Mother Liu shook her head, "No matter how much information we have, we won't be able to find out more. The people guarding the outside are all people from the Duke's Mansion. We can't get in, and we don't know what's going on inside."

"Let's go and have a look." Aunt Wen tied up her hair, put on her coat and braved the wind and snow to go to the memorial hall.

An unfamiliar mother blocked her way, "Please stay, no one can enter the memorial hall without Miss An Xia's order."

Aunt Wen's face darkened. She has been in charge of the palace for several years, and she is like a fish in water in the palace. No servant can disrespect her.

Now that he was blocked by a slave, he couldn't swallow his breath, "Go and call Shi Anxia out! Let's see if she can let me in!"

The mother was calm and still blocked the way, "Who are you from this house? You look like you are an aunt. To a daughter who is a legitimate daughter, she is actually a slave like us."

Aunt Wen was so angry that her eyes turned green.

The dog slave of the Duke's mansion dared to call her a slave! Which slave can wear such fine clothes? How does she look like an aunt?

She was so angry that she habitually raised her hand and slapped him.

It's just that the slap was in the air and couldn't fall down for a long time...