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

Zhou Zhao was angry again.

When Mingyao went over, Zhou Zhaoru had just finished a tantrum. The servants were walking out with broken porcelain cups. They were finally relieved to see Mingyao coming back.

"The girl is finally back." Several servants came to greet her happily.

Mingyao, however, did not think that there was anything to be happy about being valued in this way.

Almost as soon as she saw the broken porcelain cups, her head began to ache and her eyelids could not help but twitch several times.

Ming Yao said nothing. She nodded silently to the maids and walked inside.

Qian Shuang looked at her as she entered, feeling somewhat worried, but there was nothing she could do. She could only watch her walk in silently while she waited outside like the other maids.

Inside, Mother Cui was persuading Zhou Zhaoru.

But when Zhou Zhaoru got angry, she didn't care who she was facing. Even Mother Cui, who had been following her, didn't show any good face to her.

Especially when she heard that Cui's mother was still speaking for Mingjin, she was even more furious and started to retort, "Did I want to make such a scene? Even if I am wrong, she is still her mother. I carried her for ten months and gave birth to her. I suffered so much, and this is how she treats me!"

"I was sick for two days, and she didn't even come to see me. What kind of daughter is that?"

"I think she came back to collect the debt from me!"

As Zhou Zhaoru spoke, he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was angrier or sadder.

Mother Cui opened her mouth and tried to persuade her.

Suddenly, a few cheerful voices came from outside: "The girl is here."

When Zhou Zhaoru heard this, her heart moved. She had been wiping her tears with a handkerchief, but at this moment she immediately raised her head and looked towards the door.

Until I saw Mingyao.

The bright light in Zhou Zhaoru's eyes suddenly dimmed again.

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you since I woke up this morning." She spoke to Mingyao with a unhappy look on her face.

Mingyao naturally noticed her change.

She clenched her hands tighter under her sleeves, but still had that obedient and gentle smile on her face. She replied softly, "I went back to the room to get the sachet I made for you. Haven't you been unable to sleep these past two days? I put some soothing spices in this sachet. Try putting it next to your pillow when you fall asleep at night."

Mingyao said as she handed the sachet to Mother Cui.

After Mother Cui took it, she gave it to Zhou Zhaoru.

Zhou Zhaoru reached out to take the sachet. She took a light sniff and found that it contained soothing spices and mint, which can calm the mind and spirit. With just a light sniff, she felt that the depression that had been pent up in her heart was relieved a lot.

Zhou Zhaoru's expression relaxed a little, and his face softened a lot when he looked at Ming Yao.

"You are still thoughtful, unlike that girl."

She handed the sachet to Mother Cui, asked her to put it inside, and then waved to Mingyao.

Mingyao hurried over and called her "Mom" softly.

Looking at the well-behaved and sensible adopted daughter beside her, and hearing the word "Mom", Zhou Zhaoru suddenly realized that her daughter who had returned home had never called her like this before!

Every time, the word "Mother" was extremely distant.

I used to think she just behaved well, but now it seems that she never really acknowledged her at all!

Her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife, and her face became even uglier.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mingyao asked with concern.

Zhou Zhaoru pursed her red lips and said in a deep voice: "Since she doesn't want to recognize me, I don't bother to recognize her! Doesn't she have a bad temper? Doesn't she only have her grandmother in her eyes? Then let her go with her grandmother! From now on, mother will only have you as her daughter!"

She held Mingyao's hand and said through gritted teeth.

Mingyao looked at the expression on her face but didn't believe a word of it.

Just now, when Zhou Zhao looked out subconsciously, the light in her eyes was not fake. She said this just because she was proud and didn't want to be suppressed by her own daughter. She pretended to be strong, as if she had won by saying this.

The more clearly Mingyao saw, the colder she felt.

Over the years, her gratitude towards Zhou Zhaoru had gradually faded during their time together. She let Zhou Zhaoru hold her hand and say these words, while she lowered her eyes slightly, thinking about what Mingjin had said to her before, and suddenly sneered in her heart.

It's a pity that she will be disappointed.

Mingjin doesn't have her or their family in his heart at all. Even if Zhou Zhaoru is unwilling or resigned, he can only stay with her as his adopted daughter from now on.

"Seventh sister is still young and has been away from home all year round. It's normal for her to be a little estranged from her family. It will be fine when she grows up." She comforted him softly.

Zhou Zhaoru got even angrier after hearing this: "What do you mean she's still young? She's already sixteen! You two are the same age. If she were half as obedient as you, I'd be so lucky!"

"And what do you mean by estrangement? How come she is not estranged from her grandmother?"

I just hate and blame her in my heart!

Zhou Zhaoru became angrier as he spoke.

When Mingyao saw Mother Cui come out, she didn't say anything more and just comforted Zhou Zhaoru in a soft voice.

……

Ming Jin had no idea what the situation was like on Zhou Zhaoru's side.

She didn't want to know either.

She has moved to Songcuizhai.

She often lived here when she was a child. Songcuizhai covers a large area and has many rooms. There was originally a room that belonged to her. Her bedroom was facing Princess Fuhua, separated by a living room, which was very convenient.

Now you just need to do some simple cleaning and you can move in.

When Princess Fuhua heard that she was coming to stay, she asked Cuiwei and Aunt Cheng to help her clean up early.

Mingjin didn't bring anyone else with him.

Only Hua Sui and Chun Yu were left by his side, while the rest were still in Mingyue Garden. They could be summoned if anything happened. Chun Yu and Hua Sui would go over from time to time to check on the situation.

The grandparents and grandchildren lived a very leisurely life in Songcui Zhai.

Zhou Zhaoru was effectively under house arrest, and the concubines under him did not dare to come over without being summoned. Ye Xi and Yao Qianyun were dealing with the birthday matter on August 23 and had no time to come over.

Now there are only the grandparents and their grandchildren living in Songcuizhai.

Princess Fuhua had the habit of worshiping Buddha and copying scriptures in the afternoon. She was originally worried that her granddaughter would be bored accompanying her, an old lady, so she wanted to let her go out for a walk or chat with other sisters, but Mingjin was very calm.

When Princess Fuhua was worshipping Buddha, she followed suit.

If Princess Fuhua was copying scriptures, she would sit aside and copy them.

Princess Fuhua initially thought that her granddaughter was just a child and would definitely not be able to sit still, but after a few hours, there was no sign of impatience on her granddaughter's face.

Princess Fuhua felt relieved and soft-hearted, but she was a little surprised when she saw the scriptures she had copied.

"Your handwriting looks somewhat similar to your second aunt's."

Ming Jin had received guidance from Ye Xi in the past. Although she was unable to continue to follow her because of Zhou Zhaoru, the calligraphy copies she practiced later were all given to her by Ye Xi.

It's normal to be similar to her.

She didn't panic. She smiled and put down the small blue brush in her hand. She took the handkerchief handed to her by Hua Sui and wiped her hands: "Really? I have never seen Second Aunt's handwriting. I can take a look at it some other day."

Princess Fuhua didn't think much about it and said with a smile: "Your second aunt's calligraphy is the best in our family, and even in the whole capital."

"you--"

Originally, I wanted Mingjin to learn from Ye Xi when he has time in the future, but looking at the name Mingjin, there is no need for him to learn anymore.

Princess Fuhua smiled and said, "Your second aunt has a good temper. When she is done with her work, you can interact with her more often."

Ming Jin naturally agreed with a smile.

She has always liked her second aunt's family and looked forward to interacting more with them.

The worship of Buddha is over.

Mingjin personally helped his grandmother walk out.

They walked outside and sat on the Luohan bed, while Mingjin sat beside them and peeled oranges for Princess Fuhua.

Princess Fuhua just looked at her tenderly.

"Yan Yan."

She called Mingjin softly.

Ming Jin nodded softly, without stopping his hands.

Princess Fuhua looked at her and said, "Tomorrow you will come with me to the palace to pay your respects to His Majesty and His Majesty."

Ming Jin couldn't help but look up when she heard that, with surprise in her eyes.

"Enter the palace?"

This is different from the previous life.

In her previous life, she entered the palace after she got engaged to Gu Changxuan.

Princess Fuhua looked at her and said with a smile, "You haven't been back for so long. Now that you are back, you should go and pay your respects to the Queen and His Majesty."

"When you got lost, your Majesty and the Queen also helped a lot."

Princess Fuhua seemed to remember something as she spoke, and smiled and said to Mingjin, "You forgot that when you were little, you were so cute and pestered the queen."

Mingjin had indeed forgotten.

However, after she came back from her previous life, she also lived with the Queen Mother for a few years. Compared to her mother-in-law who seemed kind but was actually cruel, the Queen Mother was indeed very nice to her.

But after all, there was Concubine Xian in the middle, and she and Empress Yuan didn't get along very often.

Although I was surprised by my grandmother's sudden proposal.

But Mingjin didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement. She was not afraid of that place.

Wait until early next morning.

Songcuizhai started to get busy early in the morning.

Entering the palace was not a destination anywhere else, and the people she was meeting were the two most noble people in the world today. Princess Fuhua had an imperial edict, so she had to wear auspicious clothes and appropriate headdresses and accessories.

Compared to her, Mingjin was much more relaxed.

She had neither imperial edict nor title, so she just needed to wear formal clothes.

The fact that the grandfather and grandson were going to enter the palace was not told to the family, but it was not concealed either. Therefore, when the grandfather and grandson left in the carriage, the news spread throughout the family.

When Mingyao heard the news, she was horrified.

She was worried that Mingjin's entry into the palace was related to her marriage with Gu Changxuan.

If Princess Fuhua came forward, she would have no chance of winning this marriage. But no matter how worried she was, she could do nothing but worry on her own.

Zhou Zhaoru also knew about this.

Like Mingyao, she thought that the grandfather and grandson came to the palace to arrange their marriage with the Fourth Prince.

Although earlier, she did intend for Mingjin to be with the Fourth Prince.

After all, she is her own daughter, and Mingjin is so beautiful, so she naturally hopes that her daughter can marry into a wealthy family.

But now this situation——

She has no imperial status, yet they dare not take her seriously. If she really becomes the Fourth Prince's consort in the future, given their current relationship, won't she have to kowtow to him?

Thinking of that scene, Zhou Zhaoru's face turned very bad, and he was very unwilling that Ming Jin would really marry the Fourth Prince.

But just like Mingyao.

She was also powerless in this matter.