The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

On the eighth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, it is auspicious and it is advisable to move.

The east palace has been tidied up, and Jing Shu took her two children away from the public and moved into the majestic imperial city.

Knowing that Li Ling has become the crown prince, no one in the palace is unhappy, and now that it's the day of parting, everyone in the whole household is really hard to part.

Looking at the luan car going away, the old lady wept sadly, and Li Ling was fine. The old man was really reluctant to part with Jing Shu, a gentle and capable granddaughter-in-law. Thinking about how filial her granddaughter-in-law has been to her all these years, the old man People are one hundred reluctant.

Needless to say, Xu Wanning, he is a man of temperament. He has been a sister-in-law with Jing Shu for so many years, and the relationship is even better than that of a direct sister. Back then, she had trouble with Li Xian. In her early years, her small family is already in disarray.Over the years, no matter the big or small things, she has long been used to discussing ideas with Jing Shu, and now seeing Jing Shu leave, Xu Wanning cried in front of the whole family.

Not to mention the third girl, Jinyan, Jingshu was only in her teens when she married into the public house, and she was still a half-grown child. All these years, Jingshu, the elder sister-in-law, taught and took care of her, especially because of Zhou Regarding Jin's matter, she has been reluctant to get married for so many years, and most of her family members can't understand her, and only her sister-in-law Jing Shu is her bosom friend, who can explain her and comfort her.Jin Yan, who is nearly in her twenties, already regards Jing Shu as a sister-in-law more than anyone else. Now that she can't live under the same roof, one can imagine the loss in her heart.

Among the several hostesses in the manor, only Pingyang is quite calm. Although she is reluctant to part with Jingshu, a generous sister-in-law, but now she is thinking more about her future. The burden of the son and his wife fell on Li Xiang and her.

No matter what, Li Xiang was not as capable as Li Ling. When Jing Shu was the mistress of the princess mansion, no one in the manor was dissatisfied. Now that it was her turn to take over, Ping Yang couldn't help feeling the heavy burden on her shoulders.

After saying goodbye to Li Ling and his wife, everyone went back to the mansion, Xu Wanning thought that the old lady couldn't bear it, so she took the third girl to An Xi Tang to accompany her.

Pingyang's house was still piled with many accounts that hadn't been read. After returning home, she hurriedly hugged her son and led her daughters back to Xianglin Garden.

For a while, Jingshu has handed over the affairs of the government to Pingyang, and Pingyang has also taken charge of the house. It has been many years since he stopped doing it, and all the affairs in the mansion have to be supported by Pingyang alone.

Now that Pingyang is the head of the house, all affairs must be taken care of quickly.

Pingyang was impatient, and couldn't help but quicken his steps, Li Xiang caught up with her, reached out his arms from her arms to hug his son, and joked with a smile: "Since you became the mistress of the mansion, now you really walk like a wind. "

Pingyang smiled lightly, and replied perfunctorily: "Second sister-in-law has always been capable and manages everything in the house in an orderly manner. Although I can't compare to her, I still have to be able to do it."

Li Xiang hugged his son, turned his head to look at Pingyang, and said with a smile: "The head of the family is a master, so you can't act too hastily, just take your time."

Pingyang didn't say anything, but the steps under his feet became faster.

Li Xiang held her back helplessly, and said with a smile: "Slow down, no matter how anxious you are, it won't be too late. I think you've been too busy these days. If I don't have to be on duty in the second half of the day today, how about you today?" Rest too, I will take you and the children out for a stroll."

Ping Yang glanced at Li Xiang and said calmly, "I'm not free."

Seeing that she lacked interest, Li Xiang didn't say any more, he carried his son and followed Pingyang back to his residence.

Pingyang went back to the main room and continued to turn over the accounts. There are many properties under the name of the government. Although Jingshu sorted out all the accounts before handing them over to Pingyang, even so, with so many accounts, it is really necessary for Pingyang to get familiar with. It took a lot of effort.

Ping Yang had just flipped through a few pages, and Brother Heng staggered into Ping Yang's arms, and said in a childlike voice, "Mother, play with me."

Pingyang's eyes shifted from the accounts he was looking at to his son, with a loving smile in his eyes, he replied: "Mother is busy, so Brother Heng, let Sister Lantian take you to play, okay?"

Brother Heng pursed his lips and said, "You don't need others to accompany you, I just want mother."

Seeing Brother Heng pestering Pingyang, Li Xiang came over to coax his son and said, "Let's go, Daddy will take you to the yard to feed the birds, and play with Brother Heng after mother is done."

Coaxed by Li Xiang, Brother Heng finally let go of Pingyang and followed his father out of the house.

It just so happened that sister Mei was also being held by the wet nurse to play in the yard. The two children were only a few months apart, and when they met, they played together around the birdcage.

Although Sister Mei and Brother Heng are the same age, Sister Mei has always been in poor health because she was born prematurely, and she is half a head shorter than Brother Heng. Brother Heng saw her thin and small, so he never regarded her as Sister, just call her "little sister, little sister".

Li Xiang looked at the children who were having fun, with mixed emotions in his heart.

Pingyang is indeed an extremely kind-hearted person. Over the years, Li Xiang also knows that his wife has always resented him because of what happened back then, but Pingyang did not treat Sister Mei harshly at all.

This sister Mei has always been weak, if she were a narrow-minded woman, she wouldn't need to resort to tricks, and the servants would look at the face of the master and act, as long as Pingyang treats this child indifferently, this delicate child will be fine. Can't survive.

Now, although this sister Mei is weaker than normal children, after several years of nursing care under Pingyang's instruction, it is already considered very good.

Sitting on the porch, Li Xiang listened to his little daughter's cheerful laughter, and couldn't help but glance sideways at his wife in the room.

He stared at Pingyang quietly for a long time.

Ping Yang buried her head in a pile of accounts, and she read them very seriously, drawing circles with a Chinese ink brush from time to time.

Li Xiang looked at his wife, and the scene of their first meeting suddenly appeared in his mind, and he remembered how Pingyang was always clinging to him when they first got married.

At that time, Pingyang was as simple as a clear spring, as if she would never know the sorrows in the world, but now her eyes are still clear, but with a touch of melancholy.

Li Xiang only felt uncomfortable for a while.

He got up and walked slowly to Pingyang, Pingyang was concentrating, and Li Xiang stood behind her for a long time before Pingyang felt it.

Ping Yang raised his head, looked at Li Xiang in surprise, and asked, "What's the matter?"

There was a strand of hair scattered around her temples, Li Xiang raised his hand to tuck it behind her ear, but Ping Yang subconsciously avoided his hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Ping Yang looked at Li Xiang indifferently, and his tone was not warm.

Li Xiang withdrew his hand that was frozen in mid-air. He looked at Pingyang, smiled awkwardly, and said without words: "After reading the ledger for so long, let's take a break. The weather outside is good, go out and bask in the sun."

"I'm not done yet." Saying that, Ping Yang shifted his gaze back to the ledger in his hand.