Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 209
He brought Qian'er into Tangjiabao, and before reaching the flower hall, he heard very happy laughter from inside.

Tang Wei, who was standing next to the eldest princess Xuanyuanxuan, saw Murong Jingxue walking towards the flower hall at a glance, and trotted over, "Jing'er, Jing'er."

Murongjing nodded towards Tang Wei, and quickened her pace.

Entering the flower hall, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the two old people sitting on the main seat, "Jing'er is not filial. I pay my respects to my grandfather and grandmother."

"Get up, get up." It was her grandmother who stood up and came to Murong Jingxue to help Murong Jingxue.

An old man who was nearly seventy years old, when he saw Murong Jingxue, he burst into tears. Looking at this face that was exactly the same as Wen Shi, she felt like seeing her own daughter.

That unfilial daughter never set foot in Tangjiabao again just because their elders disagreed with their marriage. She never thought that the day she got married would be the last time she would see her.

"Mother, don't cry. You see, Jing'er also cried when you cried, and everyone will cry with you later." Xuanyuan Xuan helped the old lady wipe away the tears from her face, and said with a sob.

Every time Jing'er came, she cried once.

"Grandmother, don't cry." Murong Jingxue also comforted, "It won't look good if you cry again."

Upon hearing this, the old lady of the Tang family sneered, "Okay, stop crying, stop crying."

If she cries any more, Wen Shi will not come back, seeing Jing Er now is enough for her.

"Grandmother, let's stay here for dinner today, okay?" Tang Wei put her hands on the shoulders of the old lady of the Tang family, her face pressed against her face, and said with a light smile.

The old lady of the Tang family nodded, "That's for sure, Jing'er, you will stay here tonight."

Murong Jingxue looked at the expectant eyes of the old lady, nodded vigorously, "Okay."

"Okay, then I'll go and tell the kitchen to prepare Jing'er's favorite dishes." The old lady of the Tang family heard that Jing Xue would stay for dinner or stay, she was so happy that she didn't know what to do, she turned around on the spot Circle, "By the way, old man, let's go, let's go together and let the young people chat here."

Master Tang heard the words, looked at Jingxue, and then walked straight out.

"Old man, wait for me, wait for me." The old lady of the Tang family waved and shouted from behind.

My grandfather is very introverted and not very talkative. According to my aunt, my grandfather’s favorite thing is her mother’s poetry. When I was a child, I regarded her as a treasure. But he didn't expect that the daughter he grew up in the palm of his hand would be willing to marry Murong Tianyun, willing to be his child, so he threatened to sever the father-daughter relationship with Wen Shi in a fit of anger.

And her mother Tang Wenshi's personality is the same as her grandfather's, she is also very stubborn, even if her father wants to sever ties with her, she is still determined to marry into the prime minister's mansion, marry the man she loves most.

And since Wen Shi married to Murong Xiangfu, at night, his grandfather would often hold Wen Shi's portrait and weep secretly, sometimes it would take a whole night just to look at it.

After Wen Shi's death, Master Tang became even more silent, with a straight face all day long, and sometimes he didn't say a word all day, just like seeing Murong Jingxue now, he still didn't say a word.

But Jingxue understood that she looked exactly like her mother, and when her grandfather looked at her face, he would inevitably think of his daughter, a daughter who grew up in the palm of his hand, and ended up like that in the end. While blaming himself, At the same time, he was also blaming Wenshi. Seeing Jingxue was like seeing Wenshi. He couldn't pass the test in his heart.

(End of this chapter)