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

Dong Xi was a smart man. He thought about it carefully and said, "It can't be the top scholar, right? Mother Xing's nephew?"

Shi Anxia sighed in her heart, her Dong Xi was really smart. If he hadn't been so smart, he wouldn't have been able to trace Xiyue's death to the Empress Dowager in his previous life, and he would have lost his life because of it.

She smiled and asked, "What if it's true?"

Dong Xi was shocked, "Really? How can that be possible? He is the top scholar."

Shi Anxia's mouth showed a hint of fondness that she didn't even notice. "Why is it not possible? The top scholar also needs money to buy a house. I offered a high price, so he came. I have already paid the deposit."

Dong Xi was shocked when she heard that, and she felt that she was going to do something big, so she quickly agreed, "Since the champion is willing to teach me, I will work hard to learn. I will definitely not let the lady down, and I will definitely learn something worth two taels of silver with one tael of silver."

Everyone at the table laughed, Hong Que especially laughing loudly and clearly.

Shi Anxia suddenly asked, "Little Red Magpie, I'm going to find you a big red magpie, do you want to see it?"

Hong Que didn't understand, and had a lot of questions in her head. She wiped the half-dried tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Madam, what is Da Hong Que?"

Hongyan is usually cute and naive, but today she is smart. "Could it be that Hongque has a sister?"

Hong Que shook her head, "No, I only have a brother and two sisters, and I don't know them very well."

As they were talking, another "Galaxy Boat" on the Congyin River slowly approached, with a man and a woman standing on the deck.

The man was tall and strong, and wore clothes completely different from those of the men in the North Wing. As for the woman...

"Look!" Following the direction of Shi Anxia's finger, everyone looked out the window of the houseboat.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it. What else could it be but a large red magpie?

But the woman was like a gorgeous camellia, so beautiful that it made people's heart palpitate.

The woman was also staring at them infatuatedly. To be exact, she was staring at the red magpie.

Hong Que was also stunned. It felt a bit like looking in a mirror, but not quite like that, because the woman looked older and more beautiful than her.

The woman had a graceful figure, and seemed to be walking on water on the Congyin River. She was wearing a rare cloth skirt, which was colorful and embroidered with intricate and exquisite totems.

Her facial features were bright, three-dimensional, and angular. Her eyes were large, and they were sparkling with broken tears.

For some reason, Hongque felt very sad when she saw the woman crying.

The man opposite was obviously enduring very hard, and it seemed he was reluctant to even blink, for fear that if he did, the scene before his eyes would change.

The two pleasure boats were moving very slowly, and at this moment they were very close to each other, traveling side by side.

Shi Anxia stood up, walked to the window, and called out, "Prince Wazhen and Princess Musang, please move over here?"

Prince Wazhen and Princess Musang crossed their hands in front of their chests and bowed, which was the etiquette of the Vina tribe. After the ceremony, they knelt down again, with their foreheads touching the ground, and thanked their benefactor with the most honorable gift from the North Wing.

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The next day, Shi Anxia got up very early and went to Baoguo Temple to listen to scriptures and worship Buddha as invited by Emperor Mingde.

Bei Hui pushed the door open quietly, holding a copper basin and warm water for cleansing her face, with a gentle smile on her face, as if this morning was particularly different.

The bond was torn up, she was no longer a slave, and although her loyalty remained the same, the feeling of doing the work was completely different.

She even thought last night that if there was a reliable house-born child in the mansion, she would marry him if he was suitable. She would not have to leave her wife for the rest of her life and she could also give birth to a child who was not a slave.

If the child is smart, send him to study and learn martial arts, maybe he can be as good as Xing Mingyue... Even if he is not as good as Xing Mingyue, it is okay to be almost as good. In fact, as long as he is healthy, he can help his master to work when he grows up.

Bei Hui didn't sleep all night last night and thought about everything in her life.

She finally understood what her wife often said, "I'll find a good home for you, so you can get married and have children, and your life will be complete."

Shi Anxia couldn't help but smile at Bei Hui, "Did you eat honey today? Your face is so happy."

"How could that be?" Bei Hui was too embarrassed to say what she had in mind. She simply placed the copper basin gently on the carved wooden stand, then carefully soaked the towel in the water, wrung it half dry, and handed it to Shi Anxia with both hands, "Madam, the temperature is just right."

Shi Anxia nodded slightly, took the towel, and gently wiped her face, "I wonder what happened to Xiao Hongque? She is shy and timid..."

Bei Hui smiled, "Madam, don't worry. I see that her brothers and sisters are so eager to give their hearts to her that they will treat her like a treasure." She couldn't help but sigh, "I think the world is so magical. Hong Que is actually the little princess of the tribe. If she hadn't met you, my master, her appearance..."

Shi Anxia frowned, a trace of sadness flashed through her heart. She couldn't help but think that it might not be a good thing for her to meet me in her previous life.

Seeing her master in deep thought, Bei Hui took the towel from her hand and asked tentatively, "Madam, is Hong Que going back to the tribe with her brothers and sisters?"

Shi Anxia shook her head. "Of course not. Their tribe is in a complicated situation right now, and Hong Que will only suffer if she goes back with him. I can't bear to let her go."

"I can't bear to let her go either." Bei Hui felt relieved after hearing this. "I just think Hong Que is too beautiful. She is still young so I can't really tell. When she grows up, you will see her sister and you will know. Her beauty... If there is no one like you to protect her, Madam, I am really worried."

Shi Anxia couldn't help but take Bei Hui's hand and shook it gently, "Sister Bei Hui, you always worry about other people's affairs. You are eighteen this year, right? If you find someone you like, tell me as soon as possible. I will help you to choose someone with good character. Let's keep an eye out for him and find someone who understands you and spend the rest of our lives with you."

If it were usual, Bei Hui would have refuted it long ago, but after thinking about it all night yesterday, she couldn't help but blush when the topic was brought up again today. She said "hmm" and went to help her lady find clothes.

When Shi Anxia saw this, she felt that it was right to tear up the indenture. Who really wants to be a slave?

In the north wing, mothers were slaves, and so were their children. This hopelessness, with no end in sight, really made people lose their vision and beauty for life.

At that time, Tang Chujun asked her, "Aren't you worried that the girls might have changed their minds?"

Shi Anxia was thinking that she had been loyal to him once in her last life, and that was enough. In this life, she should pay him back.

The human heart is the most complicated thing, it cannot be easily tested or guessed. She wanted to give it a try.

Bei Hui took out a light blue dress embroidered with a lotus pattern and put it on Shi Anxia carefully.

The clothes are soft in texture and sway gently in the wind, like an ink painting.

After getting dressed, Bei Hui combed Shi Anxia's hair herself, using only a white jade hairpin, which she inserted lightly into her bun, making it look indescribably elegant and simple.

At this moment, Nan Yan stood outside the curtain and asked, "Madam, may I come in?"