After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

"Even if we take Ning Xi back, how can a small village woman who can only do farm work and wash clothes compare with a noble lady who is raised under the lap of her mistress and is carefully raised?"

The Wutong tree spirit spoke slowly, using the calmest tone to describe the cruel life Ning Xi was about to face.
"In order not to affect the interests of the family, they will not bring this matter to light. The concubine's daughter will still be the legitimate daughter of the family."

"The mistress of that house was able to defeat her concubine and send her out resolutely, which shows her skill."

"Tell me, how will my concubine's daughter be raised by her?"

"I went to the capital to see her. The child is quite wealthy and beautiful. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She has already earned the reputation of being a talented woman."

The lives of two people have been completely changed and cannot be changed back.

"If Ning Xi returns to the house, will the mistress of a wealthy family be more distressed or angry when she sees her?"

"Does she dare to face this child who was sent away by her own hands after more than ten years of separation due to a temporary difference?"

Human nature is inherently complex.

The mistress's daughter has been completely ruined by Yu Niang.

The way she looks now, with her clumsy and careless look, is naturally what the mistress hates the most.

"One child has been raised under the knee for more than ten years, while the other child has been raised under the knee of the enemy. All the characteristics are what the mistress hates the most."

"Tell me, after getting angry, which one will the mistress choose in order to maximize profits?"

In the mortal world, teenagers are already quite old.

"This little girl was raised in the countryside. Ever since she could walk and became a little sensible, my concubine has not cared about her. She was either scolded by my concubine at home or bullied by other children outside."

"Years of suppression have made her feel low self-esteem, timid, and unable to integrate into life in Beijing."

"Her life is already doomed."

Su Changluo frowned, wondering what he was thinking. But the tree spirit warned him again,
"Get out of here as soon as possible. You should not interfere with the cause and effect of the world."

Destiny is fixed and no one can change it.

Those who influence the cause and effect of others will surely suffer backlash.

What's more, what he cultivates is the path of cause and effect.

Su Changluo didn't speak, but he didn't leave either.

He felt that what the tree spirit said was bullshit. If he wanted to interfere, how could he understand other people's cause and effect?
According to what he said, his master had picked up so many children and brought them back to Xuanyuan Sect, so he had to change countless lives!
So does he deserve to be punished by God?
If people like his master are to be punished by God, then the thief is not worthy of God and is just a fool!

Then sooner or later he will punish this day!

In the same way, if he saves people in the mortal realm and the thief God wants to punish him, he will let his master, senior sisters and brothers work together to lift the sky!
After a while, Ning Xi's current mother came back from outside.

She is wearing a very beautiful dress and has hairpins in her hair. It can be seen that she was a very beautiful woman when she was young.

Her exquisiteness is somewhat incompatible with everyone in this village.

But at this moment, she was holding a wine bottle in her hand and was drunk.

Seeing her coming back, Ning Xi put the food on the table, went up to her, and softly called for someone,
"Mother."

The woman glanced at her, her eyes showing annoyance that could not be concealed, but when she saw the table of vegetables and the clothes hanging in the yard, some strange emotions flashed through her eyes.

She just stared at the dishes on the table, not knowing what she was thinking about, and there was a flash of struggle in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)