Adorable Beast Arrives: Difficult Wife Cultivates a Way

Chapter 81
"Shangguan Shunyao, whether you listen to me or not, she is your own flesh and blood. How can you let her live on the street like this?"

Sun Qing raised her hand and threw out the teacup in her hand. The teacup collided with the cold floor, making a crisp cracking sound, and then broke into several petals.

The servant standing aside whispered away the debris, and then continued to hide in the corner, for fear that the things that the mistress would throw randomly would fall on him.

Shangguan Shunyao, who was sitting on the main seat, was a little tired in his eyes. Last night, he returned to the mansion in the middle of the night. Looking at his wife who had been waiting for him, Shangguan Shunyao felt warm in his heart. I heard my wife talking about the fourth daughter who I only met yesterday afternoon.

"Qing'er, don't make a fuss, put the things down quickly, and be careful not to hurt your hands."

I just lost my temper for a while, and saw my wife lift up the celadon that was on the side. It would be fine if the celadon was broken, but if I hurt my wife, where would I cry?
"You agreed?"

Seeing that Shangguan Shunyao was in a daze, Sun Qing always felt that she was singing a one-man show, so she grabbed the celadon at the side and wanted to throw it on the ground.

"Qing'er, it's for your own good. I've seen this child once before, but it doesn't look like me. I really can't remember who her mother is. Let’s face it, what if it’s not the blood of the Shangguan family in the end?”

This is also the reason why Shangguan Shunyao has been unwilling to agree to include Shangguan Xiwen in the genealogy. It is only to blame that Shangguan Xiwen now looks sallow and thin, and he is eight or nine times like his dead mother. How dare you misrecognize your daughter.

Thinking of the plan Nanny Wo told herself the day before yesterday, a sternness flashed in Sun Qing's eyes. If Xiao Ye was not allowed to be included in the family tree of Shangguan's family, how could she be ruined.

That little wild species is now worthless and has nothing, so what's the point of playing?
"But that child has lived in the side courtyard for so many years, always thinking that she is a child of Shangguan's family, and Hong'er also raised her as her own younger sister. If she is really not the master's child, how sad will Hong'er be?"

Moving the eldest son out, Sun Qing was in a hurry and had no choice but to think of her son and Xiao Yezhong standing together against her, Sun Qing was furious, thinking that she couldn't take advantage of Xiao Yezhong.

After hearing Sun Qing's words, Shangguan Shunyao sighed. After all these years, Qing'er was still thinking of others as before when she was not out of the cabinet, but no matter how pitiful that child was, she still had to think about the reputation of the Prime Minister's House.

Smiling and shaking his head, Shangguan Shunyao sighed when he saw Sun Qing staring at him like a child who couldn't eat candy.

"My husband is really afraid of you. In this way, didn't you say that the child's mother once stayed in the backyard? Then let's go to the backyard today and ask those concubines to see if this child is from Shangguan's family." Bloodline, okay?"

Seeing that his wife, who was still rambunctious just now, finally calmed down, Shangguan Shunyao took her catkin and went to the backyard together.

"Father? Mother?"

Shangguan Shunyao and Sun Qing, who were about to go to the backyard, just walked to the gate of Lengxiangyuan when they heard someone calling themselves.

Hearing that it was her son's voice, Sun Qing raised her head happily, but the corners of her mouth twitched immediately when she saw Shangguan Xiwen's figure.

"Hiro'er is here!?"

Shangguan Shunyao didn't care too much, if it wasn't for the sake of the Eighth Prince
　I was sleepy today, and my head hurts all day long. I have been debating whether to let the heroine recognize her ancestors or not.It seems that the characters written by Guan Guan are not very clear, wait for me to practice my pen and write a few superb ones! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)