After divorcing my ex-husband, I became the princess of the county

Chapter 409 He Zhifei is really your sister
He Zhifei covered his ears and said, "Mom, I don't want to know who my father is. You don't need to tell me. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

He Yue said: "Zhifei, your father is Shen Luozhi."

He Zhifei looked up at He Yue, and He Yue touched He Zhifei's head: "You are so smart, you must have guessed it a long time ago, right?"

He Zhifei let go of his hand and looked at He Yue blankly: "Then does he know that I am there?"

He Yue shook her head and said, "He doesn't know."

He Zhifei lowered his head and said, "Then I won't like him anymore."

"You can like him." He Yue touched He Zhifei's head: "Although he has a son now, I believe that if you want to recognize him, with his temperament, you should also recognize him. your."

He Zhifei said: "I don't want a father, I just want a mother. Mother, let's move!"

He Yue said: "I'm familiar with the medical clinics here. If you change to another place, I'm afraid there won't be one that can always provide you with calming pills."

He Zhifei whispered: "But I'm afraid that Zhao Yue and Zhao Cheng will come to take revenge on you."

He Yue said: "I owe them originally. If I want to take revenge, I will only lose one of my legs. However, I have to beg them to wait until I find the thousand-year ginseng before I can take revenge."

He Zhifei was really too sleepy, and after hearing this, he gradually fell asleep in He Yue's arms.

……

In the Buddhist hall of Prince Liang's Mansion.

Zhao Yue only felt cold and hungry, and the cold wind howled fiercely in the middle of the night. "It's true, my mother, today is our 15th birthday. She punished us by kneeling in the Buddhist hall and asked me to write a thousand words." The theory of repentance.”

Zhao Chengfen wrote quickly and said, "You'd better write quickly."

"Brother, can you write it for me?"

Zhao Chengdao: "I want to help you write it, but my mother can tell who wrote it at a glance. You'd better be more sincere and apologize and repent."

Zhao Yue smelled the fragrance of beggar's chicken, and saw Zhao Xingchen coming in with a chicken leg in his hand, without the dignity of a royal princess.

"This Jiangnan beggar's chicken is so delicious." Zhao Xingchen took a deep breath and said, "Having such a big and fragrant chicken leg in the middle of the night, even a god would not change it."

"Good little sister, give it to your brother!"

Zhao Yue stood up and took Zhao Xingchen's drumstick.

Zhao Xingchen bit the chicken leg and said, "Kneel down, otherwise I will tell mother that you didn't kneel down properly."

Zhao Yue saw Zhao Xingchen and said, "You!"

Zhao Xingchen smelled the fragrant chicken legs and said, "What are you doing? You took your other sisters out to set off fireworks, but you avoided me, your biological sister, huh!"

Zhao Yue said: "Next time I take you to play, give your brother a bite!"

Zhao Xingchen said jealously: "Find your sister Zhifei to eat for you, hum!"

Zhao Xingchen took a bite of the chicken leg and said, "It smells so good!"

Zhao Yue said: "How dare you eat chicken legs in the Buddhist hall."

Zhao Xingchen gnawed on the chicken leg and said, "How dare you go drink flower wine!"

Zhao Yue: "..."

Zhao Cheng had already written a lot eloquently. Zhao Xingchen came close to Zhao Cheng and looked at him, "Brother, why do you always write the word Hongshan?"

In the second half of the night, Zhao Cheng, who was already feeling sleepy, didn't know why he started writing about Xu Hongshan. He even tore up what he had just written and shook his head to wake himself up.

Zhao Yue said: "Why did you tear it up? You could have copied it for me."

Zhao Cheng was really sleepy, so he simply knelt down to rest his mind.

Lu Wanzhi woke up at midnight. When he arrived at the Buddhist hall, he saw two children sleeping soundly. He listened to Zhao Cheng murmuring: "Hongshan, Hongshan..."

Lu Wanzhi frowned as she listened to Zhao Chengzhi's words. If she remembered correctly, Xu Hongshan's thoughts were all on Zhao Yue.Lu Wanzhi covered her two sons with quilts, turned around and saw Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng whispered: "You also put quilts on them?"

"When they freeze out, won't you and I feel bad for you? Alas, these two will make us grandparents soon, but they are still so willful. They are all imitating you."

Zhao Heng said: "Why do you want to imitate me? I don't dare to drink flower wine at a young age."

Lu Wanzhi sighed, being a parent is much harder than being a husband.

……

Xu Hongshan went to He Mansion early in the morning, but He Yue blocked the door and said: "Hongshan, thank you so much for your willingness to play with my Zhifei over the years, and thank you for protecting her, but she is still weak and cannot play with you. Just play around like this, don’t do that in the future..."

Although Xu Hongshan was careless, she was also sensible and said: "Well, okay, Aunt He, please let sister Zhifei recover well."

He Yue smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

Xu Hongshan said: "Aunt He, sister Zhifei was really happy last night. Spring is coming soon. You can take her to have some fun."

After Xu Hongshan finished speaking, she went to Prince Liang's Mansion to play with Zhao Yue.

She entered Prince Liang's Mansion, but she didn't expect to be taken to the Buddhist hall.

Zhao Yue saw Xu Hongshan coming and said: "You came just in time, help me, my knees are hurting so much. Please help me write a confession. My mother insists that I write a thousand words, but I can't write it at all." To a thousand words.”

Xu Hongshan said: "You write it yourself. If the princess knows that I wrote it for you, I won't be able to enjoy it. Brother Zhao Yue, you actually wrote so much. Your handwriting is beautiful, even better than Zhao Yue's." Be nice!”

In fact, Zhao Yue's handwriting is not bad. After all, his parents are good calligraphers. Even if he has not practiced much, his handwriting is still better than ordinary people's handwriting.

But Zhao Cheng's handwriting is even more beautiful. He scolds Fang Qiu and his writing is erratic. It's not like the writing power of a 15-year-old boy.

Zhao Cheng smelled the scent of osmanthus all night, and suddenly the tip of his nose appeared again, and his face turned dark.

Xu Hongshan had already been rejected by the He family. Seeing that Zhao Cheng was not in a good mood, she walked to Zhao Yue and said, "You really can't write anymore, so just praise your mother more. Maybe your mother will forgive you when she is happy." .”

Xu Hongshan saw Zhao Yue writing about her cousin, "By the way, yesterday when I was about to leave, I heard Zhifei calling you daddy and uncle. Is she really your sister?"

Zhao Yue said: "Yes, but I have never seen her mother before."

Xu Hongshan said: "Then the little gold lock on her body was given by you? Is it the little gold lock with the word "Vietnam" written on it? "

Zhao Cheng looked over and took out the small gold lock around his neck, "But this?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xu Hongshan went over and took a look, "Yours is written with the character Cheng, and hers is written with the character Yue."

Zhao Yue said: "I don't remember when I gave her the little golden lock."

Xu Hongshan said: "No wonder she calls you brother when she sees you."

Zhao Yue really couldn't write the rest, but he could write a few words to praise Lu Wanzhi. After receiving Zhao Yue's confession, Lu Wanzhi smiled knowingly and said: "I'll spare you for now!"

"Mom, why haven't we met Aunt Yuyue before, and why did He Zhifei kneel down and beg his father to let his mother go when he saw her?"

Xu Hongshan also looked at Lu Wanzhi curiously.

Lu Wanzhi said: "Her maternal grandmother was the eldest princess of Gui'an who rebelled back then. Her mother caused your uncle Yi to lose an arm, and also caused your grandfather to rely on a wheelchair..."

"What?" Zhao Yue said in shock, "I will seek revenge from her mother!"

Lu Wanzhi said: "Come back, her mother has already died once, and the mother and daughter have also received retribution. If not for their current heartache, it would be difficult for them to survive."

When Zhao Yue heard this, his heart ached, "Mom, I seem to have a heart problem too."

Xu Hongshan said: "Bah, bah, bah, where did your heart disease come from? Don't curse yourself. I did hear Zhifei say that she needs thousand-year ginseng to survive."

(End of this chapter)