Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

With a glance or a gesture from the wife, she could understand everything and please Ye Shangshu and the relatives of the Zhu family. Ye Qingkuang could do it with ease. Therefore, the people of the Zhu family ranged from the old lady to the concubines.

We all liked Ye Qingkuang very much. When we met, a crowd of people surrounded him and greeted him with long greetings from the east and short greetings from the west.

"Xiao Si, my mother told you on weekdays that you are the legitimate daughter of my Ye family. Every move you make represents the dignity of the Ye family. If I hear what I just said from you again, I will punish you.

You!" The wife said with a sullen face, and at the same time pointed out Ye Qingqiao's identity, telling Ye Qingqiao to be self-aware and not to talk nonsense. Even if she married into the Zhu family, her mother would still be holding her own.

In her hands, I can’t believe it. What kind of big waves can she make out?

Ye Qingkuang stuck out his tongue at Ye Qingqiao slyly, "Mom, Xiaosi knows!"

Zhu's mother walked in from outside at this time. She wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Qingqiao here, she couldn't say anything anymore. Seeing Zhu's mother's expression, the wife sent Ye Qingqing and Ye Qingkuang out to play.

In the yard in early spring, the branches were glowing with green, and the air was still slightly cold. Ye Qingkuang pulled Ye Qingqing into the Nuan Pavilion.

As the thick cotton door curtain opened, a warm feeling hit her face. Ye Qingqiao followed Ye Qingkuang into the house. Ye Qingkuang happily jumped onto the kang of the Nuan Pavilion, rubbed his burning hands and covered his cold nose.

, he called Caiying, "Caiying, bring the pot of plum blossom wine brewed last year..."

Ye Qingqing smiled lightly, revealing her clean pear dimples, and sat down quietly, "Xiao Si, you have been drinking during the day. Mother knows about it and will punish you carefully!"

"Good sister, as long as you don't tell mother, mother will know." Ye Qingkuang couldn't wait to take a small plain-colored pottery cup from Caiying's hand, and poured it into a small plain-colored pottery pot.

A cup was given to Ye Qingqiao. Although Ye Qingqiao was trying to stop Ye Qingkuang from starting to drink during the day, he still took the cup with his slender fingers, put it to his lips, and took a sip. The taste was long and the wine was not too strong.

, followed by another cold plum fragrance, lingering lightly between the lips and teeth.

Compared with Ye Qingqiao, Ye Qingkuang's drinking posture is much more grand. He drinks a small cup, tilts his neck, and drinks it cleanly in one sip, "It's so comfortable!"

"Xiaosi, your room is so elegantly furnished!" Ye Qingqiao cursed in her heart. This wife had decorated her own daughter's boudoir with a bookish aroma. The paintings hanging on the wall all have names you can name.

Everyone’s handiwork.

Other small ornaments are even more plain. In the flower vessel made of clay, there is a nest of water lilies, ready to be put away. Although there are no gold or silver utensils in the whole house to deliberately show off the wealth of the Ye family, they are still full of water lilies.

The noble status of Ye Mansion's legitimate daughter is demonstrated everywhere.

Ye Qingkuang was drinking a small drink opposite, and Ye Qingqiao also drank some. The two sisters sat there for a while, and Ye Qingqiao took Qing Ning to leave.

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The next day, my wife, Ye Qingkuang and others had already packed up as if it were a bright spring day. They stood in the front yard talking, looking at the intersection from the backyard to the front yard from time to time.

The wife glanced at Ye Qingqiao, who understood and said, "Mom, why don't I go see Xiao Qi?"