idle mistress

In the evening, when the sky was dark, Xu Xiaoke sneaked out from the residence of Wang Shizi Zhao Yi.

She was holding a little thing in her hand, it was a piece of jade with a very unique shape, about half the length of a palm, and the whole body was ancient and smooth, it looked like a good thing.

She came along in Zhao Yi's study.

There are no cheap things in the entire Mausoleum Palace, especially in Wang Shizi's residence, even if it is used for paperweights, others use ordinary stones, but Wang Shizi also uses high-quality jade.

In the past, when that woman was around, he guarded himself tightly, making her restrain her hands and feet everywhere.Now that the short-lived ghost is gone, she, Xu Xiaoke, is free to come and go in this Mausoleum Palace because she is the aunt of Wang Shizi.

Of course, every time she came here, she could order some gadgets to go out, and her life was so nourishing.

In my heart, I estimated the value of the paperweight jade in my hand. Such a good thing must be worth hundreds of taels.

She was complacent, and when she reached the corner, she collided with a hurrying person on the opposite side. She, Xu Xiaoke, had bound feet, and her walking was not very stable. Under this collision, she couldn't help but fell down. , his butt fell to the ground hard, and the stone in his hand missed one, and it fell to the ground and broke into two halves.

Xu Xiaoke saw that her hundreds of taels of silver were gone in such a blink of an eye, she opened her mouth in embarrassment, and rushed to the people to scold: "Isn't it a thing that cuts off children and grandchildren, doesn't it have eyes when you walk...?"

While exhaling the fragrance from her mouth, she raised her head, and the next moment, her eyes widened suddenly, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

Shen Qing looked at the paperweight on the ground, looked at her with a frown, and asked, "Xu Xiaoke, you're really stubborn, and you stole something to my son?"

Unprepared, a dead person appeared in front of her and spoke to her. Xu Xiaoke already had ghosts in her heart, but the shock was not light, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The person in front of her took a step closer to her, Xu Xiaoke was so frightened that she shuddered all over, and suddenly, a warm thing flowed out from the cuff of her trousers.

She pointed at the woman in horror, and asked hesitantly, "Xu... Xu... Xu Weiqiu, are you... are you... a human or a ghost?"

A smell of urine wafted over, Shen Qing couldn't help but glanced at the crotch of her trousers, and frowned: "What do you think?"

The sky was dark, the woman was back against the light, her face was glowing white, that condescending posture looked in Xu Xiaoke's eyes, like an evil spirit trying to kill her.

"You...don't...come here...don't come here..." Xu Xiaoke didn't care about her wet pants, she backed away frequently, screaming all the time.

Seeing this, Shen Qing stopped at the same spot, watching this woman who had been fatter than before was frightened and fled away.

Others in the mansion were shocked when they saw themselves resurrected from the dead, but their reactions were not so exaggerated.

Shen Qing stretched out her hand and touched her face in confusion. In order to give her son a good impression, she, who never liked makeup, even put whitening gouache on her face. Is her appearance so scary?
No, it will be troublesome if this scares Yi'er, she quickly wiped off all the rouge and gouache on her face, and after confirming, she picked up the paperweight that was broken into two pieces and went to her son's residence go.

Based on what the bastard said to him in prison that day, Shen Qing concluded that his son would not be so cowardly and useless, so he walked into the study without asking his servants to inform him.

Zhao Yi was writing something on the desk when he heard footsteps, stopped his hands, looked up at her, then lowered his head and continued writing.

All of a sudden, Shen Qing was stunned.

She hurried up to her son and coughed lightly.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yi raised his head and glanced at her again, then lowered his head again.

Shen Qing couldn't help but moved her face closer and asked, "Son, aren't you surprised to see me?"

Zhao Yi glanced at her, and said calmly, "As soon as you stepped into the gate of the palace, I received the news."

Not bad, quite calm, looking like a grown-up's son, Shen Qing didn't know whether he should be happy or sad for a while.

I haven't seen him for two years, and his son's appearance has changed a lot. At this age, in this dynasty, he can already start looking for someone to start a family, but in Shen Qing's eyes, 12 years old is still a child.

It's been a long time since she saw the son she missed day and night, not to mention how excited she was, she couldn't believe that there was no disturbance in her kid's heart.

"Stop writing." She reached out and took the pen from her son.

Zhao Yi was taken aback for a moment, looked up at her, and asked, "Where is the father?"

"Your father went to Beijing to report on his work, and he will return to Huaicheng in a few days." No, Xu Weiqiu looked at his son's face and asked tentatively: "Son, are you unhappy that mother came back from the dead?"

Finally, the child nodded honestly: "Happy."

She watched the tears slowly flashing from her son's eyes, and she was excited, and she stretched out her arms to her son: "Then stand up and give mother a hug."

Zhao Yi obediently pushed aside the chair and stood up. Seeing this, Shen Qing couldn't help being taken aback. Before she knew it, her son's head jumped higher than her own.

She hugged her son excitedly. The child grew up to be more than ten years old, but the days with her company were very few, and she felt guilty in her heart.

How can I make up for the lack of maternal love in childhood?

"Yi'er, mother, I'm sorry."

Zhao Yi tightened his arms. His father had taught him that a man should not flick his tears lightly. The tears in his eyes flickered and flickered, but he finally endured it.

"It's good to have you back, mother..."

"Hmm..." Shen Qing didn't think she was an emotional person, holding her son at this moment, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

This night, Shen Qing stayed at his son's residence, and slept in the west wing next to his son's bedroom.

In the early morning of the next day, I spent breakfast with my son, and held a banquet at my son's residence at noon, and invited Gao Jijing and Gao Xiangning to have a gathering.

Gao Jijing received the letter from King Ling in advance, so he was mentally prepared for her appearance, but Gao Xiangning cried and laughed after seeing her, unable to calm down for a long time.

Shen Qing could only comfort her patiently.

Gao Jijing saw that his younger sister lost her composure, and was very glad that the banquet was held in the mansion, otherwise her sister would be ashamed and thrown outside the palace.

After Gao Ningxiang calmed down, she told Shen Qing that since the incident happened to her, Jin Nuo blamed herself very much, and she had been practicing in the nunnery with her hair on her head, and she didn't want to come out.

After hearing this, Shen Qing felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help saying: "This silly girl..."

She was calm on the surface, but she was extremely upset in her heart. After a while, she asked Gao Xiangning, "Which nunnery is she practicing?"