The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

Cousin relationship?

Nan Xi raised her eyebrows: "The kind of cousins ​​who are thousands of miles apart?"

Young Master Fu Chen shook his head: "They are real cousins, absolutely real."

Nan Xi was slightly stunned.

Why had she never heard her mother mention that she had any real cousins?

After a moment's hesitation, she asked: "Where is the ancestral home of the young master?"

Young Master Fu Chen smiled gently: "I can't tell you for the time being."

"Okay, then I won't ask." Nan Xi nodded, "Besides that, is there anything else you can say? For example, does my mother have any relatives? Why have I never heard my mother mention them in these years?"

Young Master Fu Chen said: "Because of an agreement."

Another agreement?

There was a hidden secret in his words.

The identity and origin of the mother, this so-called agreement, the life experience that the mother has not mentioned for these years, what kind of secret did it come from?

Nan Xi was silent for a moment, and asked another question: "Do you have any grudges with the King of Qi?"

Young Master Fu Chen shook his head: "Except for the unpleasant incident today, there was no grudge in the past."

So he killed the King of Qi and left in his previous life just because the King of Qi was rude to him?

Nan Xi felt that some questions might be too complicated for her to think about. If those questions in her previous life were destined to have no definite answers, perhaps she should get out of those mysteries earlier and stop wasting time thinking about them.

Nan Xi lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said calmly: "I will go back and ask my mother tomorrow."

Young Master Fu Chen nodded: "I will go to see my aunt when I am free another day."

Nan Xi said nothing more, and Young Master Fu Chen quickly said goodbye.

"My mother actually has relatives?" Nan Xi frowned, staring at Young Master Fu Chen's slender and free-spirited back, "I have never heard her mention it in these years."

And Young Master Fu Chen is actually her cousin.

According to the time calculation, at this time in the previous life, Master Fuchen had just been targeted by the King of Qi, but since he knew that Nanxi was his relative, why didn't he come to recognize her in the previous life?

Nanxi was trapped in the Regent's Mansion and ended up with a miserable end with the Regent. Master Fuchen should know it, why didn't he intervene in the affairs of the Regent's Mansion?

Because he was of low status and had no right to interfere?

Or was there another reason?

Nanxi turned her head and looked at Rongyu: "How much does the prince know about my mother?"

Rongyu pursed his lips, "Not much."

Not much?

How much is not much?

Nanxi thought of what Fuchen said just now, and guessed in her heart that Fuchen and Rongyu should have some concerns. What are they concerned about?

Concerned about her mother?

Nanxi frowned slightly, and remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

The next morning, Nanxi took a carriage back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Not surprisingly, her father had taken leave and did not attend the court today. He was waiting for her at home early in the morning. As soon as Nan Xi stepped into the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was told that her father asked her to go to Songhe Courtyard.

Nan Xi smiled faintly, but did not make things difficult for the messenger. She took Yin Yue and Yin Shuang to Songhe Courtyard.

"Evil girl!" The Prime Minister's face was full of frost, staring at Nan Xi with anger, "Kneel down!"

In Songhe Courtyard, in addition to Nan Xingzhi, there were Li's mother and daughter and her thirteen-year-old son. At this time, the three of them stood aside and watched the fun with gloating.

"Why is father so angry so early in the morning? Did the servants not serve him well, or was he scolded by the emperor?" Nan Xi stepped over the threshold and said casually, "Father is getting older, so he must take care of his health."

"Miss, you still care about your father?" Li smiled in a gloomy way, "People who don't know would think that Miss is very filial."

Nan Xi looked at her indifferently: "When I talk to my father, please shut up, Aunt Li."

Li's face froze: "You——"

"Nan Xi, how do you talk to your elders?" The prime minister said coldly, "Are there any rules?"

"Sister, you have the support of the regent now, how can you take your elders seriously?" Nan Jiao snorted, "My mother said one sentence, and I'm afraid my sister has prepared ten sentences waiting for her."

"If you disobey your parents and disrespect your elders, you should be punished to kneel in the ancestral hall." The thirteen-year-old boy said coldly, "The Prime Minister's Mansion is a powerful family, and it cannot tolerate disobedient and unfilial people."

Powerful family?

Nan Xi sighed. It is true that the prime minister is powerful, but the word "powerful" is not really applicable for the time being.

"Oh, oh, are you holding a trial meeting by relying on your numbers?" Yin Yue walked over and pushed Nan Xi behind her, looking at the four people in front of her coldly, "Is it because I haven't shown my power for a long time? Do you think I am a sick cat?"

Li Shi got angry when she saw Yin Yue: "The prime minister is teaching his daughter, you, the maid, better shut up!"

"Why should I shut up? Who do you think you are?" Yin Yue sneered, "My girl is the eldest daughter of the Nan Mansion. Aunt Li, as a concubine, doesn't know the difference between the superior and the inferior. How dare she yell at the girl? And your daughter Nan Jiao, as a concubine, dares to yell at the eldest sister. Are you so bold?"

Li Shi and Nan Jiao's faces changed at the same time, and they were all filled with anger.

"Who are you?" Nan Jiabao glared at Yin Yue, "The master is talking, it's not your turn as a slave-"

"Shut up!" Yin Yue's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she pointed at Nan Jiabao's nose, "Why? You are so confident because you are the only male in the Nan Mansion? Do you believe that I can turn you into a eunuch?"

Nan Jiabao's face suddenly changed: "You dare?!"

"If you continue to be so presumptuous, I will dare you." Yin Yue looked at him unkindly, "Prime Minister Nan is lax in managing his family and allows concubines and concubines to be disrespectful to the legitimate daughter. It seems that I need to mention this to the prince and report you in the court!"

Nan Xingzhi's face was as dark as ink, and he looked as if he was thrown into an ink jar and then taken out.

"Yin Yue said it well." Madam Nan walked in from the door with steady steps, looking at the scene in front of her coldly, "The prime minister is lax in managing his family, disrespectful to the elderly, openly keeping a concubine, allowing concubines and concubines to bully the legitimate daughter, confusing the hierarchy, and corrupting the family tradition. I want to see how people in the world will evaluate you, the powerful prime minister of the Great Zhou, after the news spreads."

After the voice fell, the room suddenly became silent.

Nan Xingzhi looked at Madam Nan with a gloomy look: "Yuanshi, don't forget your identity."

"What is my identity?" Madam Nan raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of her lips, "The identity of the prime minister's wife? In front of so many people today, if I decide to divorce you, will I no longer have to worry about my identity in the future?"

As this sentence fell, the air condensed instantly.

Nan Xi looked at her mother in surprise. She thought it was just a divorce at most, but she didn't expect her mother to be so domineering that she wanted to divorce the prime minister in public?

Nan Xingzhi was so angry that his face turned blue: "You are talking nonsense!"