Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

However, Xia Yuxin was so smart that she only showed a little sign, and Xia Yuxin discovered it.

Xia Furong felt that among the five sisters, perhaps only Xia Moling was easier to use.

If Xia Yuxin hadn't been there, Xia Moling would have quarreled with her just now.

At that time, as long as she cries aggrievedly, father will love her dearly and forget about the past.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, as long as she was favored by her father, she would have her father carry it for her even if she really had something.

On the contrary, if she loses her father's love, then she will have no room to live in the prime minister's mansion, no matter if she is a concubine or a legitimate daughter.

"Fu'er, don't cry, Mo Ling and Yu Xin both care about you. It's just that these two children are too young and ignorant, so don't take it to heart."

Xia Boran patted Xia Furong's shoulder comfortingly.

With tears still in her eyes, Xia Furong nodded.

"Don't worry, Dad. Although my sister is not sensible, I am the eldest sister, so I won't care about them. It's just that my daughter is really sad now, so it's inevitable that I'm a little emotional. It's actually my fault. I should apologize to my sister. "

Hearing Xia Furong's words, Xia Boran was greatly comforted.

In fact, Fu'er is still a very good child. Apart from some prejudice against Wan'er, she gets along with other sisters harmoniously.

Perhaps there is only a layer of concubine relationship between Fu'er and Wan'er.

"Fu'er, your father is gone?"

After Xia Boran left Xia Furong's house, Aunt Qiu and Xia Zixuan came to see Xia Furong.

Xia Furong changed from her previous depression, with a look of complacency on her face.

"Well, the first thing daddy does when he comes back from court every day is to see me. Dad just left and said he has some things to deal with."

"Mother, can the wound on my forehead really be healed?"

Xia Furong touched her forehead worriedly. She remembered that the doctor said that such a large wound is very likely to leave a scar.

Aunt Qiu glared at Xia Furong.

"From today on, you will remember for me that you can only call me Auntie!"

In the past, Aunt Qiu was certain that she would become the wife of the Prime Minister.

However, that girl Xia Chiwan is getting more and more powerful, and she doesn't know when she will be able to take this position.

Therefore, Aunt Qiu also took back all of Xia Furong's past connivance.

What if Xia Furong's words were heard by others and used to make a big fuss?

"Zixuan, listen, from now on, you must not intervene in the women's backyard, not even for your eldest sister!"

Aunt Qiu looked at Xia Zixuan seriously and warned Xia Zixuan.

Aunt Qiu knew that this incident must have been initiated by Xia Zixuan.

That dead girl Xia Chiwan was not married, and Fu'er was almost exhausted to marry Zhou Qiliang.

Not only that, I'm afraid that Zixuan's image in front of Xiangye will also be severely damaged.

When this matter was mentioned, both Xia Furong and Xia Zixuan felt lingering fear.

If it wasn't for Aunt Qiu's formidable ability to let the maid teach Xia Furong how to fake death at a critical moment, Xia Furong might not have escaped from yesterday's predicament.

"Zixuan, from now on, you will study hard in the prime minister's residence. If you can achieve fame, how can your father not help you?"

Aunt Qiu looked at Xia Zixuan.

"Auntie, what about the General's Mansion?"

There are people in the court who are good at being an official. Although he has a prime minister father, Xia Zixuan understands that it is the Yun family who are really useful.

"Now you think of the General's Mansion?"