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

He once said that he would be her lamp when it was dark and her umbrella when it rained. But what Shi Anxia hoped more was that his beauty could stand up on her own.

Be a woman who is not afraid of the dark when walking at night, and be a person who can run home in the rain with a smile even without an umbrella.

Shi Anxia pulled Qiu Hongyan up and let her stand in front of him, then said, "Hongyan, didn't you say that you couldn't compete with Beihui and Nanyan for work all day long?"

Qiu Hongyan, who had gone off topic, blinked and nodded, "Yes, yes, Sister Xia'er, they all work faster than me, and they have work in their eyes. I often can't find what to do."

Shi Anxia couldn't help but laugh, "Then I'll assign you a task today, so you don't have to compete with them for the job. They don't dare to compete with you either."

Qiu Hongyan's eyes suddenly lit up when she had work to do. She was afraid of having nothing to do and eating for free. "Sister Xia'er, you tell me, I promise to do the work quickly and well."

"That's what you said." Shi Anxia smiled and wrote down the assumptions he had just made on paper.

That was a series of questions and answers.

For example, if your father threatened your biological mother's life, would you compromise? To what extent would you compromise?

The last question is, "If the above events happen, how will you resist? Use a short story to imagine the scene and write your resistance plan."

Shi Anxia finished writing, waited for the ink to dry, and handed it to Qiu Hongyan, "Give it to me at this time tomorrow morning."

Qiu Hongyan, holding the test paper, had green eyes: "..."

The sadness my father brought was swept away.

I just think it's easier than making a meal of golden dumplings. I'll have to pull out a few clumps of hair to answer this question.

Wei Cailing pushed the door open and walked in, holding Shi Wanqing's dowry list and suicide note in her hand. She placed them in front of Shi Anxia and said, "What happened? Look how scared the little beauty is."

Qiu Hongyan hurriedly bowed and greeted the mistress, then hurriedly took her leave.

Shi Anxia also stood up and saluted to his sister-in-law.

Wei Cailing held her and said, "Let's not go through all this empty formalities."

She told Shi Anxia about the game of chess between her and Qiu Hongyuan.

At the end, he praised sincerely, "Xia'er, you are amazing. Every step you take hits his weak spot. Even every expression of his is within your expectations."

The more they got along, the more she felt that her sister-in-law was extraordinary.

Wei Cailing was really panicked when she got the news that Shi Wanqing committed suicide.

Although Shi Wanqing is no longer a member of the Marquis' Mansion, the Marquis' Mansion is her mother's home, and this is a fact that no one can change.

If the Qiu family doesn't care, and their Marquis' Mansion doesn't care either, it will not only make outsiders laugh at it, but also make the fragile people in the Marquis' Mansion feel helpless.

Moreover, if the Qiu family does not arrange funeral arrangements for Shi Wanqing, she will not be able to be buried in the Qiu family's ancestral tomb, which will bring endless troubles to their children.

Whether Qiu Zhiyan takes the imperial examination or enters the officialdom, he will be saddled with an indelible stain.

This ending is the best outcome, and it is also the final ending that Shi Wanqing wanted to exchange for her life.

Wei Cailing spread out the bloody suicide note and couldn't help but sigh, "Xia'er, how could my aunt, who is so smart, come up with such a stupid idea to harm my husband?"

Shi Anxia said, "There is a thing called jealousy, which can blind people's eyes. She has always enjoyed the glory brought to her by her cousin. When she came to the capital, she came for the top scholar. When she found out that her cousin was hanging out with the maid, she collapsed. Then my brother took the first place, and her son didn't even make the list. Wouldn't that drive her crazy? Later, my eldest aunt was no longer mentally like a mistress of the house. If she had been more rational, she would not have let Qiu Zimo do these ridiculous things."

"Then tell me, whose daughter is Qiu Zimo?"

Shi Anxia shook her head. "Whose daughter she is, I don't know, and I don't want to know. But one thing is certain," she whispered, "Eldest Aunt must have had something going on with their Second Uncle, otherwise, with the character of Eldest Aunt, she wouldn't have used her death to defend her dowry."

Only her death could ensure that the dowry would fall on her missing son.

Only if she died would the Jian'an Marquisate not bear grudges against her for what she had done, and would work hard for her to get her dowry back.

In fact, only if she died would she not bring shame to her son.

Therefore, Shi Wanqing must not have been wronged, but Qiu Hongyuan is not a good person either.

These two are birds of a feather, it just depends on who has more powerful means.

This time, her aunt won a beautiful battle. This is the real strength of her aunt, otherwise how could she have been so arrogant in the Qiu family for more than ten or twenty years?

But he lost completely, and the aunt would never be able to see her son's rise.

Qiu Hongyuan did what he said and found someone to take care of the funeral.

The Qiu family still has their ancestral home that they haven't sold. It's in a remote location and has fallen into disrepair, but it's better than living in an inn after all.

On the third day of the funeral, Qiu Zhiyan finally showed up.

He didn't cry, but just knelt in front of his mother's coffin without saying a word.

Qiu Hongyuan looked at his son and yelled angrily, "Aren't you going to take the imperial examination? Where the hell have you been?"

He almost jumped up to hit his son.

Qiu Zhiyan glared at him coldly, lowered his eyes and stared at the hand that was grabbing his collar, staring at him until he slowly let go.

Qiu Hongyuan felt that his son was like a cold walking corpse, with even his eyes lacking any life.

He involuntarily took two steps back, and then saw his son kneeling in front of the coffin without saying a word.

After the burial, Qiu Zhiyan took his mother's dowry list and prepared to return to Huizhou, which made Qiu Hongyuan so angry that he cursed his son's mother.

After Qiu Zhiyan came back, he finally said his first words, "Father, I hope you are fine. I hope you don't have to use the sage book to force you to death."

Qiu Hongyuan: “…”

He didn't understand a word his son said and had no idea what he was saying.

Qiu Zhiyan's expression was calm and calm. "The books of sages taught me to know shame, honor and disgrace, and to develop a sense of shame. I think my mother also understood this, so she left. That's good, it saves her pain."

Qiu Hongyuan was going crazy. "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Qiu Zhiyan said, "Beiyi prohibits male concubines. Do you think that if you bring a servant with you, others will be blind? Huaisu is about the same age as me. Doesn't father feel ashamed? And you brought him to the capital. Do you think he will live too long?"

Qiu Hongyuan was exposed by his son, his face turned red and white, "No, it's not what you think. Then, then, he is just a servant."

Qiu Zhiyan sneered, said nothing more, and turned away.

He went home to take care of his mother's dowry.

In front of the city gate, I saw a familiar figure from afar.

When the man saw him coming, he smiled and said a few words to the carriage.

The carriage curtain was lifted slightly, revealing a beautiful face. She called out, "Cousin Zhiyan."

Qiu Zhiyan walked up to the man and bowed, "Zhiyan greets cousin Yunqi." He then bowed to the girl in the carriage, "Zhiyan greets cousin Xiaer."

It was only a short period of time, but it felt like a lifetime.

Qiu Zhiyan's eyes were inexplicably red.

Shi Yunqi raised his eyebrows slightly, "See you at the palace examination in three years?"

Somehow, Qiu Zhiyan's cold heart finally cracked, and a warm current slowly flowed out from the crack.

He stood between heaven and earth, with his hands behind his back, "It is still unknown who will win!"

Shi Yunqi smiled faintly and said nothing.

At this time, Anxia's voice, like a yellow warbler, lingered in his ears, "Cousin Zhiyan, do you want to represent our Yunqi Academy in the competition?"