Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

[Host, we are almost at the Hou Mansion ahead. 】

Xiao Ke rubbed Ming Xihua and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Huh!" The carriage stopped. Ming Xihua lifted the curtain and looked out. She saw that the Ming family was already waiting at the door.

"Miss, here we are."

The driver put down the footstool, and the accompanying maid Chun Ya helped Ming Xihua get out of the carriage.

Ming Xihua wore a white curtain hat and a blue skirt, with long hair reaching her waist. She had an outstanding temperament. Just by standing there, Pingting attracted the attention of the onlookers.

"Xihua, my daughter." Ping Chenghou's wife Lan's eyes turned red instantly when she saw her daughter.

"Mother." Ming Xihua immediately stepped forward and saluted: "My daughter has met her father, mother."

"My dearest mother, please stop being so polite." Lan quickly helped her up and held her hand. Her heart was filled with excitement and her voice was choked with sobs: "Xihua, my daughter, you are finally back. I miss you so much for my mother. you."

Ming Xihua lowered her head and her eyes turned red: "Mom, Hua'er misses you and daddy too."

"Hua'er, it's good to come back, it's good to come back." Marquis Pingcheng said to Lan, "Madam, if you have anything to say, let's go into the house and talk slowly. Hua'er has had a hard time on the road, so let her rest for a while."

"Yes, yes, come in the house quickly, come in the house." Lan took her daughter and walked inside.

"Mom, please walk slowly."

The four tall guards who escorted Ming Xihua back to Beijing also entered the house in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion.

Arriving at the main hall, Ming Xihua took off her curtain hat, revealing her stunning face that would captivate the entire country.

The main hall fell silent for a while.

In the main hall, from the master to the servants waiting on the side, everyone looked at Ming Xihua in surprise.

Ming Xihua took Lan's hand and said coquettishly, "Mother, Hua'er wants to have some snacks."

Lan came to her senses and quickly ordered the maid Yuexiu beside her: "Go and get the rose cake I made for Xihua."

Yuexiu must have gone out.

"Miss." Chunya took out a box from somewhere and handed it to Ming Xihua.

In her memory, her master called her to the main hall alone before she returned to the capital, asking her to have her father, Marquis Ping Cheng, hand it over to His Majesty.

Both Ping Chenghou and Lan looked at the box curiously.

Ming Xihua pushed the box to Marquis Ping Cheng: "Daddy, I will go to the palace immediately and hand this box over to Your Majesty. The box is a gift from the Master, and the lock on it can only be opened by Your Majesty."

Marquis Pingcheng was surprised, his expression became serious for a moment, and he held the box in both hands: "Okay, my father will enter the palace now."

"Butler, prepare the car to enter the palace."

Not long after Marquis Pingcheng left, a woman and a girl in pink came.

Lan frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"

The woman bowed politely to Lan: "I have met Madam."

"What are you talking about, Madam? Zhi'er heard that my cousin is back, so she went home to see her." Ming Zhi'er saluted Lan and then looked at Ming Xihua: "I guess this is my sister, right? See you, Zhi'er. Oversister."

Ming Xihua smiled faintly and turned to look at Ming Zhi'er: "Aunt Zhou, sister Zhi'er."

This woman was a concubine given to the second master of the Ming family by Mrs. Ming when he was still alive. Ming Zhier was the only child of the second master of the Ming family. After the second master of the Ming family died in the battlefield, although Pingcheng Hou and the Lan family were facing each other, No matter how unhappy the Zhou family was with the separation of the second wife of Ming Dynasty, she always took good care of the orphans and widowed mother.

Ming Xihua glanced at Ming Zhi'er one more time, but said nothing. She looked away and continued talking to Lan.

The visitors were guests, and Lan couldn't let them go, so he made them sit down and asked the maid to serve them refreshments.

The mother and daughter had not seen each other for many years, so they naturally had endless things to talk about. This conversation lasted for almost an hour.

Zhou didn't react at all. She listened carefully. Ming Zhi'er, who was young and showed everything on her face, looked at Lan unwillingly. It should not be like this. Lan shouldn't have this attitude towards her.

Suddenly, when she heard the words Heyunshan, her expression suddenly changed.

"Madam, Zhi'er is not feeling well and cannot accompany her sister for lunch. My niece will leave first."

After saying that, he blessed Lan's body and turned around to go out.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou immediately stood up to accuse them, bent towards the two men, and hurriedly chased them out.

Lan snorted coldly: "It's getting more and more unruly."

At noon, Mrs. Lan took Ming Xihua to the dining hall for lunch. Ming Xiuyu, the eldest son of the Hou family, picked up his younger brother Ming Xiuyun and hurried back home.

Seeing her brother, Ming Xihua put down her chopsticks and stood up to salute: "Brother."

"Sister, please stop being so polite."

Seven-year-old Ming Xiuyun changed her usual little bully behavior and became shy. She dragged Ming Xiuyu and called her in a low voice: "Second sister."

"Yun'er." Ming Xihua smiled at him.

Ming Xiuyun became even more shy.

"Yu'er, Yun'er, sit down and eat quickly." Seeing that all three of her children have gone home, Lan couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

After lunch, Marquis Pingcheng returned home from the palace, and his majesty left him to have lunch in the palace.