The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

After Xia Yanxiang returned, she told Xia Zhibai that she was going back to the Shangshu Mansion. When Xia Zhibai learned about this, he didn't say anything. After all, it was impossible for Xia Yanxiang to stay with him forever. Although Xia Pinxiang was a concubine and would only be a concubine after marriage, it would not be good for Xia Yanxiang, as a younger sister, not to go back.

"Don't worry, just live a good life when you go back. Whether Pinxiang gets married or not, it won't affect you. After some time, I will bring you over to live with me for a while." Xia Zhibai was worried that Xia Yanxiang would be unhappy because of other people's gossip, so he promised her to bring her over after some time.

Xia Yanxiang knew that Xia Zhibai was worried about her, and she felt helpless. Fortunately, Xia Zhibai didn't know that she was from her previous life. And no matter in the previous life or this life, Xia Yanxiang never cared about how Xia Pinxiang married, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

"I understand, brother." Xia Yanxiang couldn't say anything coquettish, so she could only answer like this.

Xia Zhibai knew that Xia Yanxiang was not good at speaking, so he didn't say anything. Moreover, Xia Yanxiang didn't look sad or upset, so Xia Zhibai felt relieved.

Xia Yanxiang returned to her bedroom, tidied herself up briefly, and went to bed to rest.

Xia Yanxiang returned to the Shangshu Mansion the next day.

"She went back?" Mo Yuchen asked the secret guard behind him. He probably guessed that Xia Pinxiang was about to get married, and as a younger sister, Xia Yanxiang would definitely not go back. What's more, this marriage was arranged by Xia Pinxiang through Xia Yanxiang's help. Although this was the fact, more people also laughed at Xia Yanxiang, either laughing at her bad luck or her poor health. If Xia Yanxiang didn't go back or show up this time, who knows what people would say about her.

The secret guard nodded. Mo Yuchen didn't look back. He just felt that his previous question was very stupid. He pondered for a while and signaled the secret guard to leave.

After returning to the Shangshu Mansion, Xia Yanxiang had already informed Tu in advance. Since Xia Liu was not in the mansion, Xia Yanxiang was happy to have some free time and did not have to pay her respects to him.

However, as soon as Xia Yanxiang entered the mansion, Xia Pinxiang learned the news.

"She's back?" Xia Pinxiang was a little surprised. She thought Xia Yanxiang was angry and didn't want to come back. This was a good thing, because she could see Xia Yanxiang's jealous face.

"Yes, it was General Pu Wei who sent someone to send Miss Three back. General Pu Wei did not come." Cui Yu said gloatingly, "General Pu Wei must have felt that Miss Three was useless and could no longer marry His Royal Highness Prince Yuan. Now he threw Miss Three back to the mansion like a rag when you were planning to hold your wedding."

"Okay, talk less." Although she said this, Xia Pinxiang couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, showing a smug look.

"Miss San, the Second Aunt is here."

Yang Jin also heard about Xia Yanxiang's return home, and guessed that Xia Pinxiang also knew about it, so he came over at this time.

Xia Pinxiang put down the needle and thread in her hand, stood up, and the smug look on her face could not be suppressed at all: "Mother."

Yang Jin's face did not show the surprise or pride that Xia Pinxiang had imagined. Instead, he frowned and looked a little worried. After coming in, he motioned Cui Yu to go out first.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Xia Pinxiang didn't understand why Yang Jin looked like this.

"Xia Yanxiang, that little bitch, is back. You know about this, right?" Yang Jin frowned. Seeing Xia Pinxiang nod, he was about to speak proudly when he interrupted her, "She didn't come back just for face. You better be careful and don't be too proud."

Xia Pinxiang said disdainfully: "So what if she's back? My daughter will be getting married in two days anyway. Can she still dare to do something to her daughter?"

"From the look on Xia Yanxiang's face, she doesn't seem to be jealous of you marrying His Royal Highness Prince Yuan. On the contrary, she seems to be somewhat happy that you would marry His Royal Highness Prince Yuan."

"Her? She is just pretending to be depressed. She has been like this since she was a child. She looks like she is dying whether she is happy or sad. When will she be happy about something? Moreover, she has never been favored by her father since she was a child. She is extremely jealous of me. Now my daughter is going to marry His Royal Highness Prince Yuan. How can Xia Yanxiang be willing?"

Xia Pinxiang was very proud. Although Xia Yanxiang was a legitimate daughter, the treatment she received in this mansion was completely different from hers. If Xia Yanxiang did not have an uncle who was the prime minister, the mother and daughter of the Tu family would have died long ago.

Yang Jin always felt something was wrong: "That being said, I always felt that Xia Yanxiang was a little weird..."

"Mother, what's so scary about that little bitch Xia Yanxiang? Isn't her mother just a coward? Otherwise, how could we mother and daughter have the good life we ​​have now?" Xia Pinxiang took Yang Jin's hand like a spoiled child and said nonchalantly.

Although Yang Jin agreed with Xia Pinxiang's statement, she was still somewhat uneasy. However, she couldn't guess what Xia Yanxiang was up to, so she could only take it one step at a time.

"Yan'er, how is it? I asked someone to clean up your room in advance. See if there is anything that has not been cleaned up?" Tu carefully observed Xia Yanxiang's expression, fearing that Xia Yanxiang would be criticized because of Xia Pinxiang's matter.

Xia Yanxiang knew that Tu cared about her, and her heart was warm. She agreed, "Don't worry, mother. Everything is fine. The servants are not lazy and are all clean. Mother has been busy with my second sister's wedding in the mansion these days. Are you too busy?"

Tu's eyes were dark blue, probably because of the marriage. Xia Yanxiang didn't care who Xia Pinxiang married, whether she married or not, whether Xia Pinxiang married high or low, it had nothing to do with her anyway, but this matter had to trouble her mother to make trouble for Xia Pinxiang. What's the point of getting a good reputation? It was all in vain, could it be just for someone's good words?

Xia Yanxiang felt a little annoyed when she thought about this, but she was back. Although as an unmarried girl she could not interfere in her sister's marriage, she could play a bad guy and deal with those gossipy servants and some people who were looking for trouble for no reason for her mother.

"No way. There's nothing going on in the mansion usually, and it's rare for a big event to happen. I'm a bit old, so it's inevitable that I'm tired." Tu never talked about her hard work in front of her relatives, otherwise Xia Liu wouldn't have controlled her for so many years.

Xia Yanxiang pursed her lips and said nothing. The expression on her face faded, but it was still not that bad. She was afraid that Tu would worry about her, so she held back: "If you are tired, you can rest for a while. Outsiders can't say that it is normal for the mistress of the house to be tired just for the sake of a concubine's daughter's marriage, right?"

"If there is anyone who nags like this, just tell your daughter. You can teach her a lesson or give her a spanking. I can do it for you." In Xia Yanxiang's heart, it doesn't matter if she is wronged, because she doesn't care. But she can't let others bully her mother. Her mother is the best mother in the world. Even though she is weak, she protects Xia Yanxiang and Xia Zhibai firmly. If Tu hadn't died, Xia Yanxiang wouldn't have been framed by Xia Liu, Xia Pinxiang and Mo Fuyang for having an affair with a guard, and she wouldn't have been tortured by Mo Fuyang for so long.