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

On the list, calligraphy and painting, jewelry, jewelry, famous inkstones and pens, unique books, jade, etc., including how many items there are, their names, their values, and whether they are damaged, are all recorded in the book.

Mrs. Zhu was completely convinced that this was just a house ghost. Otherwise, how can a normal person know so much?

The house ghost is still threatening her.

"People are doing it, but heaven is watching? My grandmother is also watching you in heaven."

"She sees everything you do. From tonight on, you might as well listen carefully. Is there any voice in your ears telling you not to harm her children? Listen carefully again. Will your bones crack?"

"That's all your own fault!"

“What you sow, you reap!”

"You did such a ridiculous and sinful thing to my mother, and I won't just let it go."

"The pain has just begun! Every day from now on, you will live in fear."

"We! We will fight until death!"

Zhu's whole body was trembling, and her teeth couldn't stop chattering.

She wanted to leave and didn't want to listen to the evil ghost. But she couldn't move, as if an invisible force was holding her back.

She couldn't breathe.

She was speechless and her breathing was stuck.

She felt like she was trapped by the evil spirit's rope, unable to escape or escape.

When she saw An Xia's bright red lips opening and closing again... her ears were ringing and she could no longer hear.

Madam Zhu stared at the pink hairband fluttering in the wind. Floating and floating, it floated closer, brushed against her face, wrapped around her neck, and tightened... Zhu screamed, fell to the ground, and fainted from fear.

Shi Anxia curled her lips and smiled, her eyes so deep that people couldn't see the bottom of it, "Mother Lu, there's you too."

Mother Lu was so frightened that her legs went weak and she knelt on the ground, "Girl, I don't know anything, old slave..."

Bei Hui scolded coldly, "Slave dog, you can't count how many lives you have on your hands? You are a heartless thing! Do you want me to count them for you? Aunt Su's son, Aunt Zhao's son, Aunt Wang's daughter, and so on. Yu Luo, the maid from the Duke’s palace, is like a dream, happy, don’t you have nightmares at night?”

Grandma Lu kowtowed in panic, "Old slave, old slave... you know, we slaves all do things for the master. The master asked the old slave to go east, but the old slave didn't dare to go west... The old slave didn't dare No more! I don’t dare to do that anymore!”

This is acknowledging the lives of these people, but putting all the responsibility on the master. But what she said seemed to be right. Without Zhu's viciousness, what reason would she have to take action?

Shi Anxia squatted down lightly and approached Zhu with a smile, "Grandma, did you hear what Mother Lu said?"

Grandma Lu was shocked. At a glance, she found that although her master's eyes were closed, his eyelids were trembling all the time. It was obvious that his master had heard everything he just said.

Shi Anxia whispered, "If these lives have nothing to do with her, then they will all have to be carried on your shoulders. It seems that many people will come to you at night to reminisce!"

Zhu curled up on the ground and let out a frightened gurgling sound from his throat.

She didn't dare to open her eyes for fear of seeing the house ghost.

White skin, peach face, smile hidden in the knife. This was the first time she had a concrete image of what a ghost looked like.

At this moment, Grand Duke Tang Songlin led Zheng Qiaoer and Tang Chujun out of the courtyard. When they saw Mrs. Zhu curled up on the ground, her face fell down and she asked displeasedly, "What's going on?"

Shi Anxia was squatting with a concerned look on his face.

When he heard the question, he stood up, bowed to Tang Songlin, and then replied warmly, "Grandma fainted for some reason. Grandpa, it's better to ask a doctor to check on you. I'm too old to be delayed." No."

Tang Songlin saw that the little girl's face was like the full moon, her cheeks were stained with peach blossoms, and her heaven was full. She looked like a lucky girl.

Recently, many people were rumoring that Xia'er had become Huang Wanqian's "sister". At first, he thought he had heard it wrong and mistakenly thought it was a rumor.

It wasn't until I asked the eldest daughter-in-law that I found out that in just a few days, both of Tang Chujun's sons and daughters had become influential figures in the capital.

He was a little unhappy when he heard people praising the Marquis Mansion for being lucky.

No one thought that Tang Chujun’s children were also the grandson and granddaughter of their Duke Protector’s Mansion!

He must take advantage of this opportunity to change the family tree and let everyone know him.

Thinking of this, Tang Songlin's eyebrows softened more than a little, "Xia'er, please leave her alone! She just feels sorry for her niece who suffered twenty blows, and she still wants to accompany her to Mozhou."

Zhu, who fainted on the ground: "!!!" Don't let me go to Mozhou! You ungrateful man!

Shi Anxia's eyes shone with surprise and innocence, "Really? My step-grandmother is also a kind and kind person. For the sake of a niece who bites randomly, she would rather give up the glory and wealth of the capital and insist on accompanying her. Going to Mozhou is really impressive. Auntie, please find someone to send a letter to your step-grandmother’s niece and tell her the good news.”

My aunt couldn't help laughing, "Xia'er is right."

"No need!" Mrs. Zhu hurriedly sat up from the ground and stroked her forehead, "What's wrong with me? I've been feeling dizzy lately."

If she fainted again, she would probably have to be carried to Mozhou. But she wasn't pretending to be faint, she actually fainted at that moment.

He just woke up quickly, but it gave people the illusion of being dizzy. This made her so ashamed and angry that she was being teased like this by a little girl at such a young age.

No, that's not a little girl, that's a ghost! House ghost!

With her heart in mind, she glared at Aunt Lu, "Why don't you help me get up!"

Aunt Lu's arms trembled, knowing that her good days were coming to an end, so she hurriedly helped Zhu to get up.

Mrs. Zhu stroked her temples and said her blessing to the Duke, "I am feeling ill and have gone back to my room to rest."

Tang Songlin snorted coldly, full of contempt, "Are you sure you don't want to go to Mozhou to accompany your niece?"

Mrs. Zhu lowered her head and admitted her mistake with her molar teeth after biting it into pieces, "She complained in the name of the Protector of the Country. It was her fault. She deserves to be punished! I should not indulge her."

"That's the best thing you can think of." Tang Songlin was so angry at Zhu Xiyao this time that he couldn't take it out on the person involved, but naturally had to take it out on the people involved.

The man who always valued interests and face the most was actually tricked by a woman. He couldn't swallow his anger.

Seeing Zhu lower his head to admit his mistake, Tang Songlin just snorted from his nose and said nothing more. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many juniors here, he could have said even more ruthless, heartless and hurtful words.

Originally, Mr. Zhu was begging for mercy for his niece. Although he was angry, as his granddaughter said, he was still a caring person. Maybe when you are down and out, you can still rely on it.

Now she admitted her mistake and lost what little strength she had.

Tang Songlin looked down upon Zhu's style more and more.

It is said that Mrs. Zhu is also the legitimate daughter of a prominent Qingliu family in southern Guangxi. She has been in the capital for decades, but she still has the air of a small family in her whole body.

After all, he chose his step-wife, but he made a mistake.

In such a comparison, Zhu, who was born in a Qingliu family, is really not as good as his first wife who was born in the wealthy Jia Ming family.

Tang Songlin looked at his daughter Tang Chujun, then at his granddaughter Shi Anxia, ​​and suddenly the appearance of the first lady appeared so clearly in his mind...