The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

"The county lord."

Hua Sui came back from outside after getting some information, and said to Ming Jin in a low voice, "Madam Hou has left."

Ming Jin nodded softly.

She had just finished her breakfast and was now reading a book and drinking her morning tea.

Knowing that Zhou Zhaoru had left, he no longer stayed in his room.

She got up and walked out.

Princess Fuhua was about to send someone to call her.

Before he could finish his order, he saw Ming Jin walking in against the light of the sunny day outside.

Her beautiful face looked even more dazzling under the sunlight.

Princess Fuhua looked at her and smiled, "I was just about to call you."

After she finished speaking, she smiled and extended her hand towards Mingjin.

Mingjin naturally reached out and held Princess Fuhua's hand.

Ming Jin held the old man's well-maintained hand in his, and said softly to the old man, "It's sunny outside right now, can I go out for a walk with you?"

Princess Fuhua nodded.

Mingjin reached out and helped the old man out for a walk.

"Your mother just came over." Princess Fuhua already knew that Mingjin had just eaten in her room.

I know that she knew Zhou was coming, so she hid in the house to avoid seeing her.

When talking about Zhou Zhaoru at this time, her face looked indifferent. She didn't seem angry, nor sad. It was so calm, as if one was listening to her talking about a stranger.

Seeing her like this, Princess Fuhua knew that her precious granddaughter must have a strong prejudice against her daughter-in-law.

In fact, it is conceivable.

What Zhou Zhaoru did would make anyone uncomfortable.

Isn't she the same?

That's why he hid in Laojun Mountain and refused to come back for so many years.

As an old person, she always hopes that the whole family can be happy. Even if she dislikes Zhou and blames her eldest son, they are still a family after all.

I was just about to say the words of persuasion in my heart.

Princess Fuhua couldn't help but think of her precious granddaughter, who looked bright and sunny yesterday.

It was not easy to catch a glimpse of her precious granddaughter, who looked a little bit like when she was a child. Princess Fuhua really didn't want to watch her shrink back into herself again.

Whatever.

The love between children and family members and blood ties cannot be forced. At her age, she has already realized this.

The persuasion was never spoken.

Princess Fuhua pretended not to know and let Mingjin support her as they walked slowly in the yard. While walking, she talked to Mingjin about Ming Jingheng's marriage.

"Your mother came to me to discuss your eldest brother's marriage."

When Ming Jin heard this, she paused, but her expression remained the same and there was no sign of anything unusual. Before Princess Fuhua could notice anything, Ming Jin continued to support the person and slowly walked forward.

She asked, "Has anyone been chosen?"

Princess Fuhua smiled and said, "Your mother thinks that the daughter of Lord Xu, the Minister of the Dali Temple, is good. I also think that the child is good, so I want to find a time for the two families to get in touch. If both are interested, we can settle the marriage as soon as possible."

She was really interested in this child from the Xu family, and naturally hoped that she could be successful with Heng Ge'er.

"A good girl is sought after by many families, so you can't let anyone take her away first."

Mingjin said nothing.

It was this Miss Xu who provided Mingjing with stability in his family in his previous life.

But when she thought about her elder sister-in-law in her previous life, who was harmed and died in bed due to childbirth... Ming Jin couldn't bear it. She had to watch such a good girl marry Ming Jingheng again and die again.

"Yanyan, what's wrong?"

Princess Fuhua sensed her granddaughter's silence and couldn't help but ask.

Ming Jin came back to his senses and said, "Nothing, I was just thinking about this Miss Xu."

Princess Fuhua laughed when she heard this: "I have rarely come back in recent years, and I have never seen her, but when she was a child, she often came to our house with her grandmother, and you played with her before."

"Next time, if either family is interested, you can get in touch with them. At your age, it's time to make more friends."

Although Princess Fuhua enjoyed her granddaughter's company, she hoped that she could be as happy as other girls, drinking tea, appreciating flowers, and watching plays, rather than accompanying her, an old woman, all day long.

Ming Jin hummed softly, but did not refuse.

If both families are interested and it really comes to fruition, there is nothing she can do.

Even if she disliked Ming Jingheng, she had to admit that he was indeed very popular.

Compared to many men, his background, personality, appearance and future make him a very good son-in-law.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many women out there who like him.

If Miss Xu really liked Ming Jingheng, she would have been annoying by running away so openly.

The only thing she could do was to help keep an eye on her and prevent her sister-in-law from her previous life from dying innocently again.

But in her heart she really hated Ming Jingheng and felt that he was not worthy of such a good girl.

This feeling of disgust did not go away until I saw Ming Jingheng coming over at night.

at that time.

Ming Jin was talking to Princess Fuhua in the main house, waiting for dinner to start. When he heard Ming Jingheng coming, his face turned a little unhappy.

Not wanting to upset his grandmother, Mingjin just pretended not to see it.

Out of sight is pure.

But Princess Fuhua was very happy to see her eldest grandson return.

Ming Jingheng was on duty in the palace.

Ever since the last argument at home, he has had no time to come back, and he was only able to come back today when it was his turn to take a day off tomorrow.

Princess Fuhua hadn't seen her eldest grandson for a long time, so she was naturally happy to see him.

Ming Jingheng was holding a lot of things in his hands, including the cakes that Princess Fuhua liked and the snacks that Ming Jin liked.

He came back happily with a lot of things, and without visiting Zhou Zhaoru, he went straight to Princess Fuhua.

The young man was dressed in white and looked very handsome.

This even caused several maids in Songcuizhai to look at him.

"You are busy with official duties on weekdays, why bother to buy these in person?" Princess Fuhua looked at Ming Jingheng with a distressed face.

Ming Jingheng smiled and said, "It's okay. I just happened to be passing by and it didn't take me much time."

"Grandma, please try it. I specially bought the sesame cloud cake that you used to eat often." Ming Jingheng said as he placed a bag of sesame cloud cake in front of Princess Fuhua.

After coaxing Princess Fuhua to take one tablet, he asked with a smile, "What do you think, Grandmother?"

Princess Fuhua smiled and said, "It's delicious. It tastes the same as before."

Ming Jingheng was naturally very happy to hear her say this. He took out a bag of preserved fruits and handed it to Ming Jin as if he was presenting a treasure.

Ming Jingheng felt a little nervous when facing Ming Jin.

But he still mustered up the courage to say to Mingjin: "Yanyan, this is a newly opened preserved fruit shop. I bought some of all kinds. Would you like to try some?"

Ming Jin was still sitting beside Princess Fuhua, with his head down, peeling longan without even looking at it. Upon hearing this, he just said in a calm voice, "It's almost time for dinner."

Ming Jingheng hurriedly said, "Then you can eat it later. I'll put it here for you."

Ming Jin hummed lightly, still not looking at Ming Jingheng.

Seeing her like this, Ming Jingheng felt a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to go forward and offend her. After putting his things away, he heard Princess Fuhua say, "You came at the right time. I just happened to have something to say to you."

Ming Jingheng then came to his senses.

He looked at Princess Fuhua and replied in a gentle voice, "You go ahead."

Princess Fuhua then told Ming Jingheng what Zhou Zhaoru had said to her that morning.

Ming Jingheng had no objection to getting married.

It is only natural that men should get married when they are old enough and women should get married when they are old enough. He is not like other men who like to hang out in brothels. He has never kept any mistresses, and he doesn't even have any concubines in the backyard.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always followed the path paved for him by his family.

At this time, he just said: "I have no opinion, I will listen to my grandmother and mother."

He really had no objection.

He had seen the daughter of the Dali Temple Minister before.

She has a gentle personality, is well-versed in literature, and looks like an orchid.

Thinking of the stunning encounter on Meishan Mountain, Ming Jingheng's heart was like a stone falling into a lake, causing ripples in his heart.

He didn't notice that Ming Jin's eyes looked even more displeased when he looked at him this time than before.

"What are you talking about?"

Suddenly, a clear and smiling male voice was heard from outside.

Following several surprised calls of "Second Young Master", Ming Jin suddenly looked up and saw a young man in blue brocade clothes striding in from outside.

The person who came was her second brother who was studying in the Imperial College.

Seeing her grandson coming back unexpectedly, Princess Fuhua couldn't stop smiling: "What a coincidence that you two brothers are back today!"

With all the grandchildren gathered together, Princess Fuhua couldn't hide her smile.

Ming Jingheng also calmed down when he heard the familiar male voice.

Turning back to see Ming Jingting coming back, he also laughed: "Didn't you go on a study tour with Mr. Cheng before? When did you come back?"

He has a good relationship with Ming Jingting.

The two brothers are of similar age and speak very casually.

Ming Jingting smiled and replied, "I just came back from abroad today. My mother wrote several letters urging me to come back. So, as soon as I heard that my grandmother and my little cousin were back, I hurried back home."

Ming Jingting and Ming Jingheng were born with equally good looks.

Outsiders say that a family has two walls, which describes this pair of brothers, except that Ming Jingheng looks more gentle, like flawless white jade.

Ming Jingting is more like the unruly wind in the mountains and looks more free and easy.

At this time, he was also holding a few bags of food in his hands.

On a clear and crisp autumn day, he still holds a closed folding fan, acting like a scholar who is immersed in the mountains and fields.

After Ming Jingting greeted Ming Jingheng and paid his respects to Princess Fuhua, his eyes fell on the beautiful young girl in goose yellow brocade clothes standing beside his grandmother.

One glance was enough to tell that this was his little cousin who had been missing for ten years.

Ming Jingting looked at Ming Jin with a smile and called her by the name he had used when he was a child: "Xiao Yan'er, do you still remember who I am?"

"You guessed it right, brother has a reward."

When Ming Jin saw Ming Jingting, her expression softened a lot. Now seeing him coaxing a child, she couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, how old am I? Why are you still treating me like a child?"

She spoke the same thing.

What seemed like ten years to Ming Jingting was actually just one year to Ming Jin.

Before she married Gu Changxuan, her relationship with her second brother had always been good. After she married Gu Changxuan, her second brother often came to the prince's mansion to see her.

It was a pity that her second brother later went to another place with her second uncle and second aunt. Generally speaking, she hadn't seen him for more than a year.

Before she died, she received a letter from her second brother, saying that he would hopefully return to the capital to report on his work next year. Unfortunately, she never got to see her second brother and his family again until her death.

This is her regret.

Now seeing her second brother, who is still as free and cheerful as ever, standing in front of her, how could Ming Jin not be happy?

She looked at her cousin with soft eyes.

Ming Jingting was surprised by her intimacy, but soon he started laughing again.

The words were more cordial than before.

"Hey, why aren't you considered a child? We are three years apart in age. You are a child in your second brother's eyes." Ming Jingting said, and wanted Princess Fuhua to make the decision for him, "Grandmother, tell me, am I right?"

Princess Fuhua was happy to see them like this.

She did not take sides with anyone, but just smiled and said, "To grandma, you are all children and will never grow up."

"Haha."

Ming Jingting burst into laughter.

There was also a smile in Mingjin's eyes.

Only Ming Jingheng looked at them like this, looking at Ming Jin in a daze.

This was the first time he saw his little sister smile like this since she came back.

I thought she was cold to everyone except my grandmother, but I didn't expect her to be so intimate with Jing Ting.

Second brother...

He has never heard his little sister call him brother.

No one over there noticed anything strange about Ming Jingheng.

Ming Jingting smiled and took out the reward he had prepared long ago.

"Since Xiaoyaner guessed right, just take the reward." Ming Jingting said as he put the oil paper bag in his hand, which he had bought specially for Mingjin, into Mingjin's hand.

"What is it?" Ming Jin asked with a raised eyebrow.

But in fact, when her hand touched the oil paper bag, she knew what was inside.

really.

When I opened the oil paper package, there was a big bag of frosted hawthorn inside.

Ming Jingheng also saw it.

When Ming Jingheng saw the hawthorn covered with white frost, his whole face quickly turned pale, especially when he saw Ming Jin looking at him.

At that glance, there was clearly nothing.

But Ming Jingheng just felt as if he was frozen again.

The little bit of courage that I had just gathered fell to the bottom again.

He didn't even dare to look at his younger sister again.

Cui came in from outside and asked with a smile: "Princess, dinner is ready. Will it be served now?"

Princess Fuhua nodded and said to the two brothers, "It's a good thing that you are here too, so the four of us, the grandparents and grandchildren, can have dinner together tonight."

Ming Jingting smiled and said, "Even if you don't say it, your grandson will stay. After we finish eating, your grandson will accompany you for a walk."

"Grandson, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Princess Fuhua held Ming Jingting's hand and responded with a smile.

Ming Jingheng, however, remained silent.

Princess Fuhua looked over and asked curiously, "Brother Heng, what's wrong with you?"

Ming Jingheng came back to his senses when he heard Princess Fuhua's voice. He opened his mouth to say that it was okay, but he caught a glimpse of his little sister sitting aside, eating frosted hawthorn with a calm expression, and he couldn't bring himself to say the words "it's okay".

He could tell.

Although my younger sister didn't say anything, if he really stayed and had dinner with them, my younger sister would definitely not have a good night.

Ming Jingheng felt suffocated, as if he was being squeezed hard by a huge rock.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Forget it.

Still don't dislike her.

"Grandma, I remembered that I have something else to do and may not be able to have dinner with you." Ming Jingheng said to Princess Fuhua in a hoarse voice.

However, his eyes couldn't help but look at Ming Jin, hoping that she could say something.

But from beginning to end, his little sister didn't say a word. She just sat there quietly, eating frosted hawthorn in an oil paper bag.

"What do you want at this hour?"

Princess Fuhua frowned, looking a little unhappy.

"It's official business, I just forgot about it." Ming Jingheng forced a smile.

Princess Fuhua was still unhappy, but her eldest grandson had something to deal with, so she couldn't force him to stay, so she could only remind him to remember to eat.

Ming Jingheng nodded and said goodbye.

As he left, he couldn't help but glance towards Mingjin.

Under candlelight.

The younger sister's face was photographed to look somewhat gentle.

Sitting next to her was Jing Ting, who had just said goodbye to him.

At this time, Jing Ting was asking her, "How about this hawthorn? I remember you liked it when you were a kid, and you searched for it in several places before you found it. I don't know if you still like it now that you've grown up."

The girl in yellow brocade raised her smiling face and said in a gentle tone: "Very good, thank you, second brother, I like it very much."

The two of them stayed with their grandmother, laughing and talking.

And from the beginning to the end, that bag of preserved fruits, which he personally selected and carefully held all the way and brought specially for his little sister, was just like him, thrown aside alone and never touched by anyone.

Ming Jingheng's eyes started to feel sore and swollen without him noticing.

He suppressed his bitterness and sadness, lowered his head, and left the place in disappointment.