Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

"Mother, look at the many ants..."

"Enyou, it's going to rain..."

"Is that why the ants are in a hurry to move?"

Ye Qingmei frowned, how could she think of Enyou? How could she think of Enyou!

Because she hated Xiahou Junze, she didn't get up for Enyou after being reborn for so long. But now, how could she think of Enyou?

"Who are you?" The little boy looked at Ye Qingmei seriously. This voice suddenly brought Ye Qingmei back from her distant memory. "Can you take me out of here?"

"What's your name?" Ye Qingmei asked. The reason why she saw a name in that album was because she saw a rising star ten years later.

The little boy probably thought that Ye Qingmei was not a bad person, so he said, "Zhu Yun."

Ye Qingmei shook her head, Zhu Yun? This is different from the Zhu Yun in her memory? The Zhu Yun in her memory was a weak-looking young man, but now he...

"Come with me!" Ye Qingmei stretched out her hand and took Zhu Yun, and the two of them walked over to the steward of the Salesian Bureau, signed all the documents, and Zhu Yun became Ye Qingmei's.

Before returning to Ye Mansion, Ye Qingmei stopped the carriage for a while and asked someone to make some new sets of clothes.

Returning to Ye Mansion, Ye Qingmei brought Zhu Yun to the mourning hall, "From today on, the person in the coffin is your mother. What I ask of you is that from now on, when you burn paper money every year during Qingming Festival, remember to burn paper money."

, go to the grave!”

Zhu Yun looked at the magnificent Ye Mansion and then at the coffin in front of him, "I can do it."

"Very good." Ye Qingmei nodded, "Jinse, take him down to clean up."

Zhu Yun refused to go, so he walked aside silently, picked up a filial son's uniform, put it on himself, knelt in front of the coffin, took out some Ming coins and burned them.

The flames reflected on his little face, and Ye Qingmei's brows slowly relaxed. Very good, this is good.

Zhu Ying, thirteen years old, orphan.

On the night of New Year's Eve, he was found abandoned at the door of the Salesian Bureau. His parents were unknown.

"Zhu Yun, after your mother is buried, you will go back to Zhu's Mansion!" Ye Qingmei turned around and left the mourning hall of Aunt Zhu.

After everything was settled, Ye Qingmei came to Ye Shangshu's study.

"A little later than I expected?"

Ye Qingmei looked at Ye Shangshu, "Father, I will make the Prime Minister's Mansion pay the price!"

"No, at least not for the time being, Xiaoqi, you have to learn to be patient!" Ye Shangshu glanced at Ye Qingmei seriously. Now almost everyone knows that the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Shangshu Mansion are in the same boat. At this juncture, if the Prime Minister's Mansion is

When something goes wrong, the first person to be suspicious must be Shangshufu.

Ye Qingmei walked up to Ye Shangshu and said, "Father, she is grandma. Do you know what grandma means to me?"

Ye Shangshu held Ye Qingmei's slightly trembling hands and said, "Xiao Qi, calm down."

"Father, I am very calm!" Ye Qingmei said.

Ye Shangshu ignored her and said directly, "Haven't you ever thought about it? If the Prime Minister's Mansion really wants to do something, would it be a mistake to use its own bodyguards? Isn't this an obvious thing?"

What Ye Qingmei wants to say is that this person has gone to his head and anything can happen! Especially Aduan, Na Ya can't follow normal people's thinking at all.

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Everyone, go to bed first, good night.