Maid, Little Lucky Wife

At the foot of the mountain, Mo Xuan stood beside the carriage, his eyes looking at the road up the mountain from time to time.

Yesterday, he heard that heavy rain prevented people from going down the mountain and everyone was stranded in the temple. He was very worried. Early in the morning, he heard that the third prince's concubine was assassinated. Although she was okay, many assassins died.

Mo Xuan was worried to death. He wondered if his wife was afraid, and whether the maid and Ling San had taken good care of her.

He asked for leave early in the morning and came here early, and happened to meet the Dali Temple minister who was handling the case.

The Minister of Dali Temple understood his mood very well, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo. As long as you inquire, you can send Madam and the others back."

Mo Xuan smiled and returned the greeting, "Thank you, sir. I'm just worried about my wife."

Dali Temple Qing said with a smile, "I know you two have a good relationship, okay, don't worry, I'll be down at noon!"

Mo Xuan thanked him and watched the person go up eagerly, wishing he could take his place in his place.

After waiting all morning, the person finally arrived. When Mo Xuan saw the lady's figure, he immediately stepped forward and held her hand.

"Madam, how are you? Are you okay? Are you scared?"

Her tone was full of worry, and Yun Shang blushed. There were so many people watching around her. She wanted to take her hand out, but was held tighter.

Mo Xuan checked his wife's body up and down and found that there was no suspicious blood or stain, and he was relieved.

"Husband, I'm fine, you... please let me go..."

Yun Shang spoke in a low voice, knowing that the lady was thin-skinned and let go, but her eyes still did not leave Yun Shang.

A lady on the side smiled and said, "Mrs. Mo and Mr. Mo have such a good relationship. My sister is so envious!"

The news of the assassination on the mountain had long been spread, but very few of these officials came to pick them up, unless they were newlyweds, and the rest just sent some guards.

Yun Shang was a little embarrassed, "Sister, please stop teasing me. My own son is here to pick me up!"

This lady is the wife of a fourth-grade official. At this time, her son came to pick her up in person, looking quite worried.

The lady also laughed. Yes, she was pretty good in comparison.

At this moment, a group of people came down the intersection and cheered. Yun Shang and Mo Xuan stood back in tacit understanding, and so did everyone else.

Except Shen Menglian, no one else has such a battle.

Seeing Shen Menglian's figure, everyone quickly saluted. Shen Menglian asked people to stand up. Seeing that there was no figure of the third prince, she felt really disappointed.

When she saw that only a few officials were picking her up in person, she felt calm. When she glanced at Mo Xuan next to Yun Shang, she paused for a few seconds and looked at Yun Shang again, her eyes full of meaning.

Unexpectedly, Yun Shang's husband was very handsome, even a bit more handsome than the third prince.

Being compared, Shen Menglian was in a bad mood and left in the car with a bad face.

The last look made Yun Shang feel puzzled. She looked at the husband beside her and thought, how could such an ambitious person like Shen Menglian be interested in his minister?

Yun Shang burst into laughter. She was really a bit crazy, thinking that everyone would like her husband.

Mo Xuan frowned. There was some discrepancy between this person and the rumors. According to the rumors, although Shen Menglian had a cold personality, she was considerate and kind. She treated civilians like friends, but now...

The laughter coming from the side brought Mo Xuan back to his senses. The lady seemed to be in a good mood...

"Madam, have you thought of something interesting? Can you tell me so that my husband can hear it?"

Mo Xuan was a little curious, but Yun Shang was embarrassed to say so, pulling his arm, "Let's go, I want to eat the meat cooked by the cook, I really want to eat it!"

Seeing her greedy look, Mo Xuan felt distressed. How could she be willing to eat several vegetarian meals in a row?

After thinking about it, he helped Yun Shang get into the carriage. Before that, Yun Shang said goodbye to everyone.

The carriage was a little faster than when it came, and I was in no mood to hang around.

Arriving at the city gate, I suddenly saw a long queue of carriages.

Yun Shang stuck her head out and asked curiously, "Husband, whose family has moved into the capital?"

Mo Xuan stood on the horse, with a higher field of vision than his wife. When he saw the sign on the carriage, he suddenly tightened his grip on the horse's rope. He was excited and it showed on his face.

"It's the carriage of the Hou Mansion. The Hou Mansion has been rehabilitated!"

Yun Shang's heart skipped a beat and she immediately wanted to get off the carriage, "Is it really the Hou's Mansion? Have you seen the old lady?"

Mo Xuan quickly dissuaded her, "Madam, let's not go there yet. It is indeed the Hou Mansion. I saw the Crown Prince."

"We'll go over there when the Marquis Mansion settles down and hold a banquet, or I'll send a message to the Crown Prince."

Yun Shang finally calmed down, but she still stared at the team in front. Unfortunately, she could only see the rear of the carriage.

As they set foot on the road to the capital again, the Marquis and the Prince rode at the front. They didn't mind the pointing fingers of the people around them at all, and their expressions didn't even change.

I have experienced ups and downs, and I have seen a lot of the changing world, and the faces of the people in front of me look so hypocritical.

The prince is no longer a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse. He is much more mature and stable, and his mentality is much calmer now.

When they come back this time, they will get back everything they owe them.

There were also people who had helped them. Thinking of Mo Xuan and Yun Shang, the prince wished he could see them as soon as possible.

Seeing the Marquis's carriage, the guards at the city gate immediately let people in without stopping them.

Arriving all the way to the Hou Mansion, everyone felt uncomfortable for a moment when they looked at the desolate courtyard that had been cleaned up.

The Marquis dismounted himself, walked to the carriage, and helped the old lady out.

"Mom, we are home."

The old lady looked at the familiar mansion in front of her with trembling hands, her eyes suddenly blurred with tears, and she could hardly see clearly.

She straightened her back suddenly, holding back the tears in her eyes, "Let's go home!"

With that said, he strode towards the gate of the Hou Mansion.

The Hou Mansion was still the same, but a lot empty. Although a lot of the things that were confiscated that day were sent back by the emperor, they were still a lot less.

The Marquis supported the old lady, the Crown Prince supported his mother, and the Crown Princess behind him held his brother. The brother had grown a lot taller, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but he let his mother hold him calmly.

Many of the maids and wives of Xiaosi who were exiled at that time came back, but there were also some who couldn't survive and got married and had children in the place of exile, or even lost their lives.

The door of the Hou Mansion was closed again, cutting off the sight of the entire street. There was a lot of discussion outside, and those with sharp eyes should hurry home and report.

The Hou Mansion is back, many of them are back.

If the Hou Mansion is rehabilitated, it will definitely be put back into high-ranking positions. The Mansion House, who was eager to clear up the relationship that day, couldn't help but tremble.

What if the Hou Mansion is stingy and stumbles them?

If they had known that the Hou Mansion would be rehabilitated one day, they would definitely not have done so cruelly. Unfortunately, no matter how much they regretted, there was no regret medicine to take.

He could only think of ways to repair the relationship with the Hou Mansion, but it was a pity that he missed the opportunity.