Rebirth: Qingying comes back to reorganize the harem

After Fu Cha Zhuying entered the palace, she was deeply favored by Hongli. Sometimes, he would spend more than ten days a month resting in Fu Cha Zhuying's room.

During this period, Qingying originally thought that she had time to live her own life, but Gao Xiyue seemed to be very idle all day long. Whenever she had free time, she would stay in her room and not go anywhere.

"Sister Fujin? This is the silver fox fur coat that Xiyue's mother sent over from outside. It's very warm. I heard that this winter is particularly hard to endure, so I'll give this silver fox fur coat to you, sister."

Gao Xiyue looked at Qingying with a flattering expression, which made Qingying feel a little uncomfortable.

In their previous life, the two of them had been at odds with each other since they entered the mansion, so there was no way they could live in peace like they do today.

Qingying raised her eyes to see Gao Xiyue, who was looking at her with sparkling eyes. She sighed helplessly, stood up and picked up the white fox fur that Gao Xiyue had handed over to her like a treasure.

Just when Gao Xiyue thought that her sister Fujin was finally willing to accept the gift she had given her, she suddenly felt warm all over.

It turned out that Qingying had put the silver fox fur coat directly on Gao Xiyue. Qingying ignored Gao Xiyue's reaction and just helped Gao Xiyue tie the fox fur coat. She said in a natural tone:

"You are not feeling well. This silver fox fur is the warmest thing in the world. You should keep it well. It will be bad if you get frozen."

Qingying knew that Gao Xiyue had a cold body since childhood, so the most charcoal was sent to her house every year. Even so, Gao Xiyue would complain of cold every year.

But in Gao Xiyue's eyes, this point does not mean the same thing.

Gao Xiyue lowered her eyes slightly, her cheeks began to turn red, and she muttered softly

"Thank you, Sister Fujin."

Qingying looked at the beautiful and elegant woman in front of her and couldn't help but touch Gao Xiyue's little face. It was soft and smooth, and felt really good.

Qingying looked at the golden hairpin that Gao Xiyue wore on her head every day, and a hint of emotion flashed across her eyes, but was quickly suppressed.

Maybe Gao Xiyue and I could become good friends in this life...

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Hongli thought that he had neglected Qingying during this period, so he asked someone to pack up his things, planning to take Qingying back to the mansion to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

At this moment, Qingying was held in Hongli's arms. She listened numbly to Hongli's clichéd love words which he had said countless times, and she would occasionally echo Hongli's words.

The carriage soon arrived at the gate of the mansion. After Qingying got off the carriage, she looked at her father and mother who had been waiting at the gate for who knows how long. Her eyes gradually became misty.

The lady also covered her face with a handkerchief and saluted to her daughter and son-in-law with a choked voice. Hongli still had some humanity at this time. He did not let Qingying's parents salute, but instead saluted the father and mother as a son-in-law.

"There is only Qingying's husband in this room now, not Prince Bao. Please don't be restrained, father-in-law and mother-in-law."

The father was quite satisfied with Hongli as a son-in-law. When he felt like it, he would take Hongli to the study to discuss things.

Qingying followed her mother to the boudoir where she lived before she got married. When she opened the door, the layout of the room was exactly the same as when she lived in her previous home.

The lady touched Qingying's hair with emotion, and seemed to be talking to herself.

"Hey, how come you got married so quickly? Mother still remembers what you looked like when you were just born."

Qingying squeezed her mother's hand and said with a smile on her face

"Mother, are you unhappy seeing me getting married? I'm living well in Prince Bao's house. My husband and I grew up together and he treats me very well now. You and Father can rest assured at home."

Qingying tried her best to put on a big smile, just because she didn't want her mother to worry about her.

The lady gently poked Qingying's forehead with her finger and sighed softly.

"You are the piece of flesh that fell from my mother's belly. How could I not know what you are thinking? If you wanted to go to the palace, you wouldn't have urged us to arrange a marriage for you. Forget it, Qingying, you have been smart since you were a child, but you are too sentimental. Now that you are in the royal family, you have to be careful about everything. Don't rely too much on the relationship between husband and wife. You can only rely on yourself. Do you understand?"

Qingying curled the corners of her lips slightly, but her heart was very upset. Even though she had been married for many days now, her mother still worried about her.

The lady didn't seem to notice Qingying's mood, but quickly pulled out a box from under Qingying's bed.

Qingying looked at the thick pile of deeds her mother threw in her hands and said in surprise

"Mother, why do we suddenly have so many shops? Did my father embezzle money? Ouch~!"

Qingying covered her beaten head and looked at her mother with a pouty mouth, looking a little more lively than usual.

"Look at what you are saying, little girl. These are all brought by your mother when she got married. Your father has been asking me to keep them well for many years, saying that he would keep them for you in the future. When you got married, mother only gave you half of the land deed. You should keep the rest well in the future. When you are away from home, you need money in your hands to get things done. If you are not enough in the future, tell mother."