Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

"Smooter!"

When Xia Moling came back, Xia Yuxin said bluntly.

"Some people want to be the second sister's sycophant, but it's a pity that the second sister doesn't sell it. What, jealous, envious?"

Xia Moling said bluntly.

Xia Yuxin flattered Xia Chiwan, and even asked Xia Chiwan for the right to manage the Prime Minister's Mansion. Xia Moling already knew about it.

Especially after the old Mrs. Hou Ye said that there must always be a mistress in the prime minister's mansion.

Xia Moling watched Xia Yuxin's birth, and even the two grew up together.

Obviously everyone was equal before, and they were all concubines.

If Aunt Tao was righted, Xia Yuxin would overwhelm Xia Moling.

Xia Yuxin always felt that Aunt Zheng was not smart, and Xia Moling was also a no-brainer.

So Xia Yuxin never thought about handling the relationship between her and Xia Moling.

Therefore, Xia Yuxin ignored Xia Moling's psychology.

Xia Moling was also absolutely willing to let a woman outside the mansion be the matriarch of the mansion, and she did not want Aunt Tao to be helped up.

Regarding this matter, she and Aunt Zheng are unable to stop it, but Xia Chi Wan can!

Aunt Zheng taught Xia Moling a lot recently, and Xia Moling finally figured it out a bit.

"shameless!"

Facing Xia Moling's provocation, Xia Yuxin blushed angrily and did not look at Xia Moling.

Xia Moling laughed mockingly, thinking that Xia Yuxin was nothing more than that.

"Hahaha……"

At this moment, a voice of loud laughter came in.

"Aiqing, your prime minister's residence is really lively."

The emperor was dressed in casual clothes, but he still couldn't conceal his natural kingly demeanor.

"The emperor! Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Xia Boran hurriedly saluted the emperor as a monarch and minister, and of course the others also knelt down and shouted long live.

"Okay, the family of all the gentlemen is in peace, today I am humbled to this point, everyone should not be cautious."

The emperor raised his hand slightly, and then sat on the lord's seat.

Seeing the prince accompanying the emperor, Xia Chiwan suddenly realized.

It turned out that the trump card Xia Zixuan held in his hand was the emperor.

Moreover, Xia Zixuan was even one step ahead of her father and became the Prince's man!

A flash of surprise flashed in Xia Chiwan's eyes, which made Xia Zixuan very relieved.

Xia Zixuan looked at Xia Chiwan:

This is just the beginning, there is still a good show waiting for you!

Xia Chiwan turned her eyes lightly: "Let the horse come here!"

"Your Majesty, I am wronged. The grassroots have wronged me. I hope the emperor will make the decision for the grassroots!"

Sure enough, the show will officially begin.

At this moment, those fellows from the Fentang that Xia Zixuan had brought back broke through numerous obstacles, kneeled down in front of the emperor, and shouted their innocence.

The emperor was originally in a good mood, but when these people appeared, the emperor's eyebrows were drawn, and the joy was gone.

"What grievances do you have? Tell me slowly, and I will listen to you."

When the emperor said this, he seemed to glance at Xia Boran from the corner of his eye.

Xia Boran was so pissed off by Xia Zixuan, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out from behind.

Xia Boran was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Sure enough, Xia Zixuan, a dead boy, was born to beat him!