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

Upon hearing the news, Wei Cailing glanced at Shi Wanzhen coldly, "This is the child you were talking about! Come on, let's go and see what's going on. Either you go with them or live alone. A mother should be strong, raise your own child by yourself, don't expect me to raise the Song family's child for you."

She stood up and walked out the door. As she passed by Shi Wanzhen, she threw down a sentence, "My mansion can't afford to raise a child like this!"

Shi Wanzhen understood the meaning from this sentence. It was not that the Marquis' Mansion could not raise a child, but that they could not raise a child like this.

The reason why she fancied that the Marquis' Mansion could help raise her children was because her eldest sister's Qiu Hongyan, who had no blood relationship with her, could live with Xia'er. Then these two children in her family, after all the calculations, were still Shi Yunqi's dear cousins.

Wei Cailing and Shi Wanzhen walked towards the dining hall one after the other. They heard the very irritable voice of a young man from afar, "Get lost! You are such a jerk! You are using these things to fool us!"

The girl's voice: "I said I want meat, we want meat! Why serve this bland food? Are you serving beggars?"

The young man was very angry, "Wait until my brother and I move into the mansion, then we will slowly deal with you! I will sell you all out one by one!"

Wei Cailing stepped over the threshold and said coldly, "What a big tone! Since when did my mansion allow outsiders like you to make decisions?"

The young man who spoke was Shi Wanzhen's son Song Ruishi. Although he had not yet grown up, his face already had the hostility and expression that only adults have.

He changed his expression quickly. When he saw Wei Cailing coming in, he pretended not to hear the question and quickly put on a smiling face, "Cousin, these girls are too ignorant. Come and take care of them."

Shi Wanzhen's daughter Song Xinying also said, "Cousin, I'm sleepy. The mansion is so big, I don't want to share a courtyard with my mother. Please arrange a bigger courtyard for me. If it doesn't work, Xia Shiyuan will also be fine."

As soon as they walked around the mansion, she fell in love with Xia Shiyuan. No one lived there, and it was kept clean.

Besides, she also had her eyes on the plum orchard in Xia Shiyuan. It wouldn't be long before the plum blossoms would bloom when it got a little colder.

Well, she had her eyes on that yard. She was very happy to think about moving there.

The girl was only nine years old, and her feet couldn't even reach the ground when she sat on the chair.

Seeing that her cousin Wei Cailing ignored her, she jumped off the chair, stood up, and shook Shi Wanzhen's hand affectionately, "Mother, I'm sleepy, I want to stay in Xia Shiyuan! Take me there quickly!"

This was not enough. She pointed at Hua Ruo beside Wei Cailing and said, "I want this girl to serve me! I don't want anything else!"

Shi Wanzhen's face turned pale when she heard this, "Shut up!"

Wei Cailing looked at Shi Wanzhen from the side, "Is this the child you were talking about?" The next moment, she frowned and asked, "Who just now splashed hot soup on the maid in my house?"

The brother and sister then realized that their cousin's wife was very majestic. They pointed at each other and then retracted their hands.

The girl pouted, "She was careless!"

Wei Cailing glanced at the girl Pu Yu whose hands were scalded red, "Tell me, who poured hot soup on you just now? Don't be afraid, you come to work in my mansion, you are my people. No one can bully you!"

After hearing this, Pu Yu timidly pointed at Song Xinying and said, "She complained that there were not enough meatballs in the soup, so she threw the soup at me."

Wei Cailing saw that there was still half a bowl of soup in the bowl on the table, so she reached out, picked up the bowl and poured it on Song Xinying's hand.

The soup was no longer hot and would not hurt your hands at all.

But Song Xinying still looked at Wei Cailing in disbelief, "You! How dare you splash me!"

Shi Wanzhen was also shocked by Wei Cailing's behavior.

She didn't expect Wei Cailing to actually spill soup on her daughter's hand. She was so angry that she blurted out, "How could you do this to a child?"

Wei Cailing said calmly, "If it weren't for the fact that she's a child, I would have had the soup boiled before pouring it out." She paused and ordered in a deep voice, "Kick these two people out! Never set foot in my Jian'an Marquis Mansion again!"

Upon hearing this, the palace guards stepped forward to drive Song Ruishi away, while the strong maid pushed Song Xinying out.

The two were stunned and shouted, "What's going on? Why are you chasing us away? Mother, mother, please say something! Why can't my cousin's wife tolerate us?"

This was probably the first time in the past six months that the brother and sister called her "mother". They had never heard this word before. When Shi Wanzhen thought of this, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

In fact, she also understood Wei Cailing's difficulties. It would be difficult for anyone to have peace at home if they had two people like her.

She didn't know how big the gap between people was in the past, but after living in her mother's home for more than half a year, she has become accustomed to the scenes where brothers are friendly to each other, sisters are harmonious, and aunts and sisters-in-law get along well.

Even though Tang Chujun was not in a good mood towards her and always spoke to her in a sarcastic manner, she could feel that he had good intentions for her.

Then look at my own two children...how did they develop such faces?

She didn't find it hideous before, but today she really saw her husband's temper when he beat people in her son, and she saw her own self-talking and vain appearance in her daughter in her early years. She even saw how she looked down on Xia'er who had just returned home and embarrassed Xia'er in front of many people.

A sense of despair and powerlessness spread through her heart. She didn't want these two children. What could she do? She gave birth to them, she raised them, what else could she do as a mother?

Secretly, Shi Wanzhen hoped to bring the children back to the Marquis' Mansion, have her nephew Shi Yunqi take care of them, have her husband take care of them, and let the good atmosphere of the Marquis of Jian'an Mansion also influence her children.

She couldn't manage it well, but she hoped others would help her manage it. Obviously, her wishful thinking was wrong.

Shi Wanzhen stood on the steps of the marquis's mansion, crying.

Song Ruishi was already furious when he was carried out by the palace guards. Seeing his mother crying without saying a word, he became even angrier. "Cry, cry, cry! All you can do is cry! What else can you do besides crying?"

Shi Wanzhen raised her tearful eyes and said, "Shi'er, is this how you talk to your mother?"

Song Ruishi squinted his eyes at his mother and said, "Fourth Aunt is right, you are a waste!"

Song Xinying wiped the soup off her hands on her clothes and hurriedly pulled her brother's sleeve, "Don't talk about mother like that. We still need her to help us get into the Marquis' Mansion in the future."

Song Ruishi sneered, "Damn her! She's about to be kicked out by that bitch!"

Song Xinying stepped forward and pulled Shi Wanzhen to act coquettishly, "Mother, why don't you go and ask my second aunt and sister Xia'er? It's just a matter of a word from them. I've heard from my family that although the mistress of the Jian'an Marquis's Mansion is this ignorant cousin, in fact, it is sister Xia'er who is in charge. This cousin is from a small family and is not presentable. She is not generous at all."

Shi Wanzhen looked at her son, then at her daughter, and somehow she suddenly understood how she felt on the night her eldest sister died.