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

Although Ming Jingheng didn't let Cuiwei say it.

But Cuiwei was Princess Fuhua's personal maid after all, and there was no reason for her to hide anything from her master. After entering, she still found an opportunity to secretly tell Princess Fuhua about the matter.

At this time, the brother and sister Ming Jin and Ming Jingting had stopped making trouble.

At this moment, the two of them were getting together and picking out the mooncakes that Ming Jingting had just bought from outside.

The mooncakes are fresh out of the oven, still hot, and smell delicious.

Princess Fuhua first glanced towards the yard outside. Ming Jingheng was no longer there. Princess Fuhua sighed silently.

After retracting her gaze, she looked at Ming Jin standing beside her.

She knew why Changsun didn't come in, and she could also see that Yanyan disliked Changsun, but when she saw Yanyan talking to Jingting at this moment, with a bright smile and no gloom on her face, she finally couldn't bear to say anything more to her.

"Grandma, would you like sesame or five-kernel?"

"Well, there are also red bean paste and lotus seed paste." Ming Jin didn't know what she was thinking. He turned around and asked with a smile what kind of mooncake Princess Fuhua wanted to eat.

Princess Fuhua looked at the bright smiling face in front of her, but in the end she said nothing.

She suppressed her thoughts deep in her heart, and upon hearing that, she just looked at Ming Jin and said softly, "Red bean paste, pick one for me."

Ming Jin smiled and said "oh", then turned around to pick the red bean paste mooncakes.

This matter.

In the end, no one mentioned it.

……

at night.

It was rare for the Ming family to gather together in Songcui Zhai.

Princess Fuhua was kind-hearted, and since it was a day of reunion, she did not constrain the concubines in the mansion and force them to stay in their own rooms. Instead, she called them all over and did not make them stand and serve, but let them eat at the square table next door.

The food and drink arrangements are also the same.

In the main hall, there is a large round table that can accommodate more than ten people.

Everyone sat according to their seniority. Since it was a family dinner, men and women were not separated. Instead, everyone sat together and ate the reunion dinner.

Ming Jin was sitting on Princess Fuhua's left.

It started with her, first the girls, then the boys, then the three masters of the Ming family, and then Yao Qianyun and Ye Xi.

Zhou Zhaoru is on the right hand side of Princess Fuhua.

Dinner hadn't officially started yet, and everyone was waiting for Princess Fuhua to speak and start eating.

Behind each person stood a maid serving food.

At this time, the wine and drinks have been poured.

Everyone was looking at Princess Fuhua quietly, waiting for her to speak.

Even Ming Jingxiao, who was always naughty and mischievous, was now held down by the wet nurse and listened to Princess Fuhua obediently without making any noise.

Princess Fuhua looked at the family members who were quietly waiting for her to speak, and did not refuse. She just looked at everyone and spoke calmly: "This is the first time our family has been together in the past ten years."

"I am an old woman, and sometimes what I say and do may offend others, but since you asked me to speak, I will say a few words based on my age."

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly said, "Mother (grandmother), please don't say that."

Ming Yuandu, the head of the family, even said, "You are the ancestor of our family. Everything you say and do is for the good of our family. We just hope you can say more."

Ming Yuandao also joined in.

Princess Fuhua's face warmed slightly, and she nodded to them. When their voices gradually faded away, she continued, "In that case, I will say a few words."

Everyone looked at her, waiting for her to speak.

"Boss."

Princess Fuhua spoke to Ming Yuandu first.

Ming Yuandu hurriedly agreed and looked at Princess Fuhua solemnly: "Mother, please speak."

"It's not easy to be the head of a family, not to mention that you hold an important position in the court. I know you want to join the cabinet, and you feel bad that you can't get in this time, but I want to tell you that it's not easy to open up new things, and it's even harder to maintain them. It's more important to take care of the present first."

The position in the cabinet was completely decided yesterday. It was chosen to be the fourth prince's uncle, the Minister of Rites Xiao Jian.

This choice can be said to be unexpected.

No one expected that Xiao Jian, who usually kept silent, could stand out from the crowd and win this precious spot.

These past two days, whether Ming Yuandu was attending court or going to the Ministry of War, he could feel that someone was watching him.

After all, the incident had caused such a big stir before that everyone thought he could enter the cabinet.

The banquet had already been prepared, but unexpectedly, his place was missed.

With this outcome now, not only did Yuan Hun laugh at him, but even the others talked about him in private.

It was impossible for Ming Yuandu to say that he had no prejudice at all. He also had some resentment towards the Fourth Prince.

But what does His Majesty mean even if he has objections?

Ming Yuandu didn't expect that his mother would actually talk about this at the family dinner.

His expression changed slightly and he was about to speak.

Princess Fuhua looked at him and said, "Your father and I think boys need to be tempered, especially you. You are the eldest son in our family and you have important positions and responsibilities. From childhood to adulthood, your father and I have never praised you. In the past, when we talked, I praised you most."

Princess Fuhua said this, glanced at her eldest son who lowered his eyes and remained silent, paused, and then continued: "But today I want to praise you."

"It's not easy to be the head of a family. Over the years, you have done a great job in our family and have not brought shame to our ancestors and your father."

Ming Yuandu thought he would be blamed by his mother again today, and he was prepared for it.

I didn't expect to hear such words.

His eyes were shaken.

The originally silent heart also caused splashes like a stone hitting the water.

He never thought that one day he would hear such words from his mother.

Ming Yuandu was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He stared at the old man opposite him, his lips moving. After a while, he lowered his eyes and replied in a hoarse voice: "Son knows. In the future, I will be more careful in what I say and do, and I will not dare to bury the foundation left by my ancestors."

Princess Fuhua looked at him with relief and nodded.

She took a sip of wine and looked at Zhou Zhaoru beside her: "It's from the old family."

Zhou Zhaoru had expected to be called out, but he still shuddered when he was called out of the blue.

"My daughter-in-law is here." She also said with her head down.

Princess Fuhua looked at her with a complicated look in her eyes.

How much she liked this daughter-in-law before, how helpless she felt when she looked at her now. Seeing Zhou Zhaoru burying her head and looking very respectful, Princess Fuhua's words rolled in her throat for several times, and finally she spoke.

"I know that I have punished you recently and you are resentful towards me."

Zhou Zhaoru's face turned pale when he heard this, and his voice became even more fearful: "My daughter-in-law doesn't dare!"

Princess Fuhua laughed: "It's normal for her to dare to do that. How can a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law live a stable life without quarrels? Even biological mothers and daughters can't avoid quarrels, let alone mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law."

When Zhou Zhaoru heard this, his heart moved and he couldn't help but look at Ming Jin on the other side.

But the purple-shirted girl lowered her eyes and did not look at her.

Zhou Zhaoru looked at her and pursed her lips gently. Before she could speak, she heard the old man beside her say, "It's not easy to be a daughter-in-law. I also came from your situation. I also know that you are unhappy these days."

Zhou Zhaoru defended himself in a low voice: "...My daughter-in-law didn't."

Princess Fuhua smiled, obviously not believing her words. She continued to talk to others: "Some of the words are not pleasant to hear, but I still want to say something."

"Whether they are mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, mother and daughter, or husband and wife, it is a fate cultivated over several lifetimes."

"In this world, there are many cases of mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law becoming enemies, many cases of couples becoming separated, and many cases of mothers and daughters becoming enemies."

"All relationships need to be maintained, whether it's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, husband and wife, or mother and daughter. Especially for blood relatives, you can't think that just because I gave birth to you, I can treat you however I want. The closer the person is, the more you need to be considerate of them."

"If you want others to treat you well, you must also give the same kind of affection to them."

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Zhou Zhaoru looked at Ming Jin, who had never spoken.

That night, except for the first time they met, she followed others in greeting her, and after that, there was no other conversation and no one looked at her.

It was as if she was just a stranger, or some unfamiliar distant relative.

She watched her chatting and laughing with Ye Xi, and she was even polite to Yao Qianyun.

But towards her, he acted as if he couldn't see her.

Zhou Zhaoru couldn't describe what he was feeling in his heart. He felt regret, loss, sadness, and a bit of confusion.

She understood what the old people around her said, but she still didn't understand.

Yes, she did do something wrong, but why can't she be given a chance to correct it?

He has a cold face all day long.

Even when she was sick before, she never came to visit her.

After all, she is her mother!

How difficult it was for her to give birth to her? Why couldn't she think about her?

Zhou Zhaoru felt very aggrieved.

But I dared not say anything under the gaze of the old man next to me.

She could only look away, lower her eyes, and utter, "...my daughter-in-law knows."

Princess Fuhua saw her like this and didn't know whether she really knew it or was just responding verbally.

But she had done everything she could say and do. If Zhou Zhaoru still didn't know how to correct himself and how to get along with Yanyan, then she had no other choice.

Princess Fuhua looked at her deeply and said nothing more to Zhou Zhaoru.

There's no point in talking too much.

She talked about her three sons and three daughters-in-law one by one.

The second son's family is the one she needs the least to worry about. The couple is loving and their son is sensible.

The third child was her biggest worry. He was more worrying than the eldest child. He loved to play and had affairs, and he favored his concubine and killed his wife! There had never been such a thing in the Ming family for generations! She had no time to take care of it before, but now that she was back, she had to take care of it. At this time, she looked at Ming Yuanan and said, "You like to play and don't do your job. I don't care about you."

"But Qianyun is your legitimate wife."

"When you got married, you made a vow and a promise in front of your family, friends, and the heavens and the earth. Now you only care about others and ignore Qianyun. Qianyun doesn't say anything about you, but as a mother, I can't watch her get bullied."

Ming Yuanan was so shocked that he looked towards Yao Qianyun beside him.

Yao Qianyun was sitting next to him.

She still looked like a clay Buddha in meditation, with no expression at all.

She is obviously not that old, but she has to dress so maturely. The brown jacket embroidered with cloud brocade pattern makes people feel uncomfortable.

The thought that had just arisen in Ming Yuanan's mind when he touched her face disappeared immediately.

He curled his lips in boredom.

He also liked Yao Qianyun in the past, otherwise, with his personality, he would not have married her.

But Ming Yuanan never expected that Yao Qianyun, although he looked good, was very strict in what he did and said, and he attached great importance to rules.

What Ming Yuanan hated most in his life was being disciplined by others.

There's nothing you can do about being controlled by his mother.

What's the point of living if you marry a wife and still have to be controlled by her? So gradually, Ming Yuanan no longer liked to get close to Yao Qianyun.

But he had to endure his mother's gaze and scolding.

Ming Yuanan did not dare to not take the opportunity to respond, and he vaguely agreed: "I know, I will treat her well in the future."

Anyway, they live their lives behind closed doors. Is it possible that his mother could lie at their door and watch?

It would be fine if Yao Qianyun behaved well.

If she still looked dead, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to her.

Princess Fuhua frowned when she saw his unruly look.

Before he could talk about him, Yao Qianyun spoke up: "Thank you for considering me, mother, but I am not in good health and cannot take care of the Third Master. I'd better ask Aunt Yu to take care of him."

Her words directly rejected Princess Fuhua's good intentions and made Ming Yuanan completely lose face.

Ming Yuanan's temper is the most unbearable.

At this moment, he turned his head with an ugly expression and angrily scolded Yao Qianyun: "Yao Qianyun, you——"

Before he could finish his words, Ming Yuanan's arm was grabbed by Ming Yuandao beside him, and Princess Fuhua's words were thrown at him immediately.

"What did you just promise me?"

Princess Fuhua glared at Ming Yuanan unhappily.

Ming Yuanan looked dissatisfied and shouted, "Mom, I listened to you, but she took your kindness for granted!"

He opened his mouth to talk about Yao Qianyun, but was scolded by Princess Fuhua.

"If you were nicer to your wife, would it have turned out like this? It would be fine if you didn't repent, but you're still trying to drag your wife into this. Do you really think I'm dead?"

Having said that, although Ming Yuanan was filled with indignation, he did not dare to speak to his mother.

Although Princess Fuhua felt upset, she looked at the people in the room, young and old, who were either silent, or looking at her nervously...Princess Fuhua moved her lips, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

She just felt tired.

"Okay, let's eat first." She had wanted to say a few words to Mingyao, but now she had to give up. Princess Fuhua ordered the meal to start with a tired face.

Because of this.

What was originally a happy family dinner suddenly became silent for no reason.

Mingjin felt his grandmother's fatigue and felt worried, so he quietly held the old woman's hand under the table.

Princess Fuhua felt the soft hand, turned around, and saw the concerned look on the girl's face. Her heart softened, and her original fatigue and helplessness gradually eased a lot.

She didn't say anything, but quietly held the girl's hand under the table.