Madam Mo not only wanted it, she once dreamed of it.

It’s a pity that Rong Qing had not been pregnant for many years after entering the mansion. When she finally got pregnant, she gave birth to another daughter.

After several years of treatment, she finally got good news. However, things did not go as she wished and she suffered a miscarriage and was injured.

Madam Mo knew what Mo Shenghua was thinking as soon as she heard it, "Sheng'er wants your father to raise Lan as his wife?"

"Why, grandma, do you want father to marry a new wife, or are you planning to help that foot-washing maid take over?"

Although Mo Shenghua had always been treated as a legitimate son because there was no legitimate son in the mansion, he was still just a bastard in name.

As a concubine's son, he is not eligible to attend today's Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, which makes him more eager to become a legitimate son.

"I am old now, and I can't care about so many things. If you want to improve your status, go and talk to your father yourself."

Old Madam Mo disdains Lan Ruyu, but she disdains Aunt Qiao even more. Most importantly, Mo Shenghua is her beloved one.

But she really didn't want to get involved in this matter. Whether it was marrying a new wife or promoting the old one to the position, it was up to Mo Yun to make the decision.

If she is not happy here, she can just go find Mo Tao. Living with her youngest son is also a good choice.

Mo Shenghua was just testing her, and when he saw that she didn't object, he didn't say anything more and left the rest to Lan Ruyu to whisper in her ear.

Old Madam Mo returned to Yishou Hall and rested for a long time before Zhao entered the mansion. After all, the two houses were separated by several streets.

Zhao was leaning on a cane and supported by a maid, with a smile on her face, "Sister-in-law, am I too late?"

When Madam Mo heard her voice, her head began to ache. "I wonder why my sister-in-law said that?"

Zhao handed the cane to the maid, sat down on the chair, and took a sip of the fragrant tea offered by the servant.

"The prince was unable to come in person to welcome the bride, so I came to pay my respects during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I didn't see the prince's carriage outside the palace."

Ever since she learned that Rong Qing and Mo Yun had divorced, she had been waiting for the Mid-Autumn Festival to see which side Mo Zhaohua would go to first.

She guessed that they were going to the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion. As expected, she received this news in the morning and decided on the spot to go and see a joke in the afternoon.

Madam Mo felt upset. "It's not a coincidence that the eldest sister-in-law came. They are at Princess Yu's mother's place right now."

How could she not know what Zhao was really thinking, but she had to play dumb and deal with it with a smile, feeling really miserable.

"Isn't that my brother's wife's daughter-in-law? Ah... Look at my memory, I forgot that the eldest daughter of the Fuguo Mansion has been divorced."

Zhao pretended to pat her head, but she was actually very happy in her heart. She was determined to hurt Madam Mo's heart today.

Originally, her son's career was not smooth and could not compare with Mo Yun, and her daughter-in-law's family background was far worse than Rong Qing, so she could only be jealous.

Although his son is still not as good as Mo Yun, at least he has not divorced, and he has not made the joke of being almost divorced by his wife.

Madam Mo took a deep breath to maintain her dignity, "Sister-in-law is old and her memory is really not good. It's not your fault."

She was a few years younger than Zhao, and because she was pampered and well-maintained, she looked even younger. She did this deliberately to provoke Zhao.

Unexpectedly, Zhao was one step ahead. "That's right. Your family has a lot of troubles. I don't know if my sister-in-law can live to my age."

Madam Mo felt so choked up that she couldn't speak. She wanted to retort but couldn't find the right words.

After being sisters-in-law for decades, even though her son is more promising, he still suffers at the hands of her eldest sister-in-law.

Zhao's old eyes stared at the teacup in her hand and examined it carefully. "Why is this teacup different from the previous ones?"

Madam Mo said, "There are many tea cups in the mansion, so it's normal to change them occasionally. After all, different people deserve different tea cups."

When she mentioned the tea set, she recalled the day Rong Qing left. She really liked Rong Qing's exquisite tea set.

But she naturally would not tell the truth to Zhao, and she thought that her last sentence successfully turned the tables on Zhao.

"Could it be that the dowry of the eldest daughter of the Duke of Fuguo's mansion was taken back by someone else because of the divorce?"

But Zhao was really powerful. She easily achieved a great result with just a little effort and revealed her little secret.

Madam Mo couldn't hit her, nor could she win the argument, so she was naturally very angry. Zhao was merciless in her words, and there was nothing she could do.

Zhao took advantage of the situation and said many provocative words to her, which were really sarcastic and mean.

At first, Madam Mo tried to refute a few words, but every time she refuted, she was met with even more unpleasant words, so she simply kept silent.

As a result, Zhao became more and more demanding. Considering her own and the Mo family's reputation, she couldn't issue an order to drive the person out.

At the critical moment, someone came to report, "Madam, His Royal Highness the Prince and Princess Yu will be entering the mansion. The Master asks you to wait in the front yard."

Madam Mo stood up hurriedly, "Sister-in-law, don't you want to pay your respects to His Royal Highness? Then let's go and wait together."

"I'm here at the right time." Zhao stood up, and a maid quickly handed her a crutch while another maid came to support her.

Not long after Madam Mo and Zhao arrived at the front yard, the carriage from Prince Yu's Palace slowly approached. Mo Yun asked them to kneel outside the palace gate to greet them.

As soon as Mo Zhaohua got off the carriage, he saw the white-haired Zhao. He guessed why Zhao came and sneered in his heart.

On the way, she was still thinking that this trip to the Mo Mansion could not be in vain, she had to put some pressure on Old Madam Mo, and then someone came to her door.

After Mo Yun and others paid their respects, Chu Xuanchi and Mo Zhaohua were welcomed into the mansion, and people from Prince Yu's mansion followed behind with gifts in their hands.

Mo Yaohua deliberately straightened her waist and supported her belly, trying to provoke Mo Zhaohua, but he didn't even look at her.

For her, the child is the most important thing, but for Mo Zhaohua, it is just icing on the cake and he really doesn't care that much.

Mo Zhaohua didn't want to go to the main hall to face Mo Yun. She had more important things to do, so she just threw him to Chu Xuanchi.

She winked at Chu Xuanchi, "Your Highness, please go to the main hall with father to have tea. I will go and accompany my grandmother and great grandmother."

"Okay!" Chu Xuanchi raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Yun, with a faint smile on his lips, "Minister Mo, please."

Mo Yun felt that this smile was somewhat dangerous, but he did not dare to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and take Chu Xuanchi to the main hall.

Chu Xuanchi glanced at Mo Shenghua, his sharp eyes lingering briefly on his legs, thinking of what Rong Hai had done.

Well played!

Anyone who treats Zhao Zhao badly or dares to bully her should be beaten!

This time, Mo Shenghua did not sit on the chair, but was carried by two servants. He lowered his head the moment he met his gaze.

He was both panicked and scared. Prince Yu looked at him with such cold eyes, but was it Mo Zhaohua who reported him?

Chu Xuanchi took a look and left. He could chat and laugh with Rong Shen, but he was too disdainful to say a word to Mo Shenghua.

Mo Zhaohua was also preparing to go to Yishoutang with Madam Mo and Zhao, and he caught a glimpse of Aunt Qiao and Mo Qinghua out of the corner of his eye.

So she stopped and said, "Grandma and Great Grandma, please go ahead. I want to talk to Aunt Qiao and Qing'er."

Aunt Qiao originally wanted to take her son to see Mo Zhaohua off, but upon hearing this, she quickly whispered a few words to Mo Qinghua.

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