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The journey from Yongping Mansion to the capital was almost a day's journey. Zhou Zhen and the others were afraid that the Feng Family would not be able to handle the fatigue and would have to travel slowly.

In the past few days, Zhou Jiayu had told the mother and daughter about many things that Xiu Ying knew about in the capital. Some of them, however, she hadn't heard of.

The Feng family only smiled. She had left the capital for nearly a decade, saying that she would not miss the fakes. However, once she stepped into this city that she grew up in, she began to feel uneasy.

She was worried about her daughter.

He was afraid that he would bring harm to his daughter.

As Zhou Zhen listened to the whispers in the carriage, he raised his eyes to look at the colourful street. The evening market was already open, and the bustling sounds of hawking could be heard. From the long street to the right was Xing Zhao Street, which led to the Marquis' Mansion. There was a bawdy shop on the street.

It was one of the more famous restaurants in the capital. In the past, the Feng family had always liked to eat it. They liked the Soup Dumplings inside the restaurant the most. However, it was already closed.

He thought that it was a pity and knocked on the wall of the carriage. "If we want to pass the entire building, we should first go there and use some of it before returning?"

The bun house was no longer for sale, but not far away was Manchu Mansion, where the Feng family liked their pigeon.

After nearly ten years, Zhou Zhen had still clearly remembered her liking. Madam Feng's heart was moved, but she still refused, "Let's use it when we get home, don't... Mother has been waiting for a long time. "

Zhou Zhen did not speak. There was a hint of hesitation in her tone as she replied. She then turned around to instruct the guards to pack up a few dishes and take them back to the mansion.

Xiu Ying looked at her with a face full of envy. "Daddy treats mother so well."

"It's alright," Zhou Jiayu answered with a smile. "I'm in pain." His sister liked to stick to him.

Madam Feng's face turned slightly red as she gave the two siblings a bite, "A small person like a big one would speak nonsense."

The two siblings laughed heartily. Hearing the laughter in the carriage, Zhou Zhen shamelessly replied, "Is it not right to love your mother?"

Feng Ming, who was standing at the side, felt his teeth ache as the corner of his mouth twitched. He then smiled. As long as his brother-in-law stayed by his sister's side, he would be able to endure the pain in his teeth.

Very quickly, the convoy passed the bun house. Madam Feng could see from the gap of the curtain that both her hands were tightly clenched. Xiu Ying felt it and affectionately reached out her hand to shake hands with her.

Lady Feng froze for a moment, realizing that her daughter's hands were also covered in sweat. She couldn't help but smile, and pulled her into her embrace. "Your grandmother is a kind person, so don't be afraid."

Xiu Ying replied obediently, thinking in her heart. If it was really like Madam Feng had said, then she would naturally be happy. This way, her mother would no longer have to do foolish things, and her life would also be very comfortable.

However, she knew in her heart that this trial wouldn't be easy to pass either.

A girl's innocence was the most important thing. Even if Zhou Zhen showed his attitude, it was likely that his mother would still have to face the gazes of those who knew about him.

Xiu Ying thought, and used even more strength to hold Feng Shi's hand.

In her previous life, she had never protected her mother well, but in this life, she could not repeat the same mistakes. No matter who tried to hurt her mother, she would not let them off!

Madam Feng seemed to sense the concern coming from within her daughter's heart, and her tense mood also gradually calmed down.

In the beginning, it was her mistake, thinking that once she died, she would be wiped clean. But who knew how others would treat their daughter who had been taken back. Without his mother's daughter, it would be difficult for him to live in front of those people.

There was a saying that 'mother is the strongest,' but the Feng family was once again resolute.

At least, when she returned to the Marquis of Wuan's mansion, she was still the principal wife and the direct daughter of the protector of the Kingdom!

With these two levels of status, no one could touch a single one of them.

The carriage entered the alley where the Marquis of Wuan's Mansion was located. As it slowed down, Xiu Ying heard Zhou Jia Yu say that they had arrived.

She lifted the curtain and saw a magnificent mansion not far from the street. From here, she could already see the vermilion door and the majestic stone lion.

The manor wall they were passing through actually belonged to the Marquis of Wuan's Mansion; it took up almost the entire street.

It was a family that had lived for hundreds of years in Xiu Ying's imagination.

As she looked at it, she could not help but sigh in her heart.

No one had thought that her rebirth would be another turning over good fortune, the direct daughter of a noble duke.

The guards had already gone up to call for them, and the carriage had already been cleared of servants by the time they arrived. The group smoothly made their way through the residence and only stopped when they arrived at the drooping flower gate.

Xiu Ying peeked outside through the curtain.

She was previously a fourth rank celebrity and had entered the palace on New Year's Day. She discovered that the Hou Mansion's structure was somewhat similar to the Imperial Palace. They were also divided into East, West, Central and West, although the scale was much smaller.

Even so, the wealth of a noble's family still had a lot of impact.

Madame Feng gently stroked the top of her soft hair and whispered to her that she had met someone and that she would just follow her brother's call.

The originally calm Xiu Ying started to feel thirsty again.

The mother and daughter pair were personally helped off the carriage by Zhou Zhen. When she raised her head, she saw that there were at least twenty servants waiting at the entrance, surrounding a silver-haired old lady. The old woman's head was covered with embroidered longevity patterns, and in the middle was an emerald the size of her thumb.

Rich and powerful.

Her peripheral vision swept over the group of men and women by the old man's side. All of them were well-dressed, and she lowered her gaze.

Very quickly, she and Madam Feng were led to the front by Zhou Zhen, one on the left and one on the right.

Without a word, Zhou Zhen pulled up his robe and knelt before the old man, as did Madam Feng. Xiu Ying and her sister hurriedly knelt down as well, hearing the man say in a low voice, "Your son is unfilial, causing your mother to worry."

Old Madam Zhou looked at the family of four kneeling in front of her. Her lips were pursed as her eyes glimmered, her heart full of anger but also filled with resistance. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a tall man standing behind the four of them. It was the eldest brother of the Feng family.

Duke Protector of the Kingdom!

The emotions in the old man's eyes became even more violent. He tightened his grip on his walking stick and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing, get up quickly." Your wife's body is still weak, and she's been bumpy all this time.

She didn't mean what she said, but on the surface, she looked kind and kind. Her eyes even turned red.

Only then did Zhou Zhen respond, going to help his wife and daughter up, the old man also followed to help Madam Feng. Madam Feng hurriedly bowed again.

Old Madam Zhou then held her hand firmly, "Stop being so polite. You've been nurturing your body and suffering for the past few years." As he spoke, he turned to look at Xiu Ying.

Seeing that she was wearing a pink jacket, her little face was round and smooth, and her eyes were extremely bright and clear, making her look very cute and lovable. The most important thing was that the elder could see through her face that she and her son shared a forty to fifty percent resemblance. This finally dispelled the gravest suspicion in his heart.

She raised her hand and pulled the finely sculpted little girl to her side, then carefully looked at her a few times and said, "This must be my mantra, it must be hard for you to spend all these years accompanying your mother."

Xiu Ying bowed to the old man before replying softly, "Grandmother is too serious. My granddaughter is not filial. It has been a long time since I have been filial to Grandmother."

She was a good girl, not bad at all. It was hard to tell that she had grown up in a small family of officials, but she had the manners of a direct daughter of an aristocratic family.

The smile on Old Madam Zhou's face was quite genuine, but YinXiu could see it clearly, and that smile did not reach her eyes.