Chapter 152 Song Zhuxin Returns to the Song Mansion
Chapter 152 Song Zhuxin Returns to the Song Mansion
"Tao'er, light another one and wish us to have a daughter like you next year." Mo Lengzhou's eyes flashed with anticipation.
When Lu Zhitao saw the expectant smile on the man's face, she also felt an urge to have a baby.
Alone in a strange world, her life would be more perfect if she had one or two children related to her by blood.
The man's idea was really good. Lu Zhitao said with a smile: "Husband, your wish will definitely come true."
As she spoke, she actually lit the firecrackers, and a glimmer of hope for having children ignited in her heart.
The sound of firecrackers and the smoke filled the air, carrying the couple's wishes into the night sky.
Seeing the smile on her face and eyes, she should be willing to have a baby with me!
A warm feeling rose in Mo Lengzhou's heart, and he smiled sweetly at Lu Zhitao. Their laughter connected their hearts closely.
He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, looked up to the sky, and whispered his heart's wish. When he looked at Lu Zhitao again, his eyes were affectionate, as if telling her that he would work harder tonight.
Lu Zhitao inexplicably understood the meaning in the man's eyes, and tried hard. She really couldn't resist...
The children in the village ran after the firecrackers, all of them laughing so hard that they couldn't stop. Their parents also laughed when they saw this.
Amidst the laughter and joy, the prefect of Liangzhou was riding a horse and looking for them with his men.
Mo Lengzhou didn't care after hearing the news. He really didn't take the prefect seriously. They had no shortage of manpower now.
The Liangzhou prefect was able to find him, and Mo Lengzhou respected him as a man with some ability.
Song Zhuxin left Huo Ziyuan and followed the secret guards of Young Master Song, and finally entered the city gate of the capital on New Year's Day.
The rising sun shines on the bluestone-paved streets, with mottled light and shadows. This magnificent city is ancient but not vicissitudes of life.
Others’ lives are getting better and better after traveling through time, but why is it that she is almost unable to make it?
The spiritual spring in the space has dried up forever, and there is little food left from the previous life.
Without the omnipotent spiritual spring water, it would be really difficult for her to make a career in ancient times. It would be better for her to go back to the Song Mansion and be a parasite.
Her heart was filled with passion, and the days of lying down were about to begin. She no longer wanted to fight and struggle.
The wheels of the carriage pressed on the broken gravel, and the voices of pedestrians talking on the street could be heard faintly.
Song Zhuxin lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked up. The roof of the ancient building with its flying eaves and upturned corners was like outstretched wings, wanting to fly into the infinite sky.
But she had no heart to appreciate it. She was eager to meet her original body's family and guess their expressions when they saw her.
"Miss, the Song Mansion is just ahead. It's not convenient for me to go through the main gate. If you want to go through the main gate, let the coachman take you there." The secret guard's voice was low.
"You go ahead and do your thing, just let the driver take me there." There was a hint of displeasure in Song Zhuxin's voice.
She is the eldest daughter of the Song family, and she is not shameful. Why should she use the backdoor?
"Zhu San, take the young lady to the main gate." The secret guard gave the order and disappeared in a flash.
Seeing this, Song Zhuxin wanted to curse in her heart. She thought the secret guard would respect her opinion and go in with her.
But she didn't expect that the other person would really leave her alone as he said. Song Zhuxin's eyes wandered in front of the gate of the Song Mansion.
A trace of nervousness surged in his heart. This was an instinctive reaction of the body. Song Zhuxin despised his original body for being cowardly and incompetent.
He couldn't even recognize his own mansion!
Look how I carry your body in there. Song Zhuxin despised the original owner in her heart again.
There was a stone lion in front of the gate of the Song Mansion, with its eyes wide open, seeming to be staring coldly at her, the uninvited guest.
Blue brick walls, white carved window lattices, Song Zhuxin nodded silently, this is where she should live.
How could it be possible for a young lady like me, a lady from a wealthy family, to be homeless and displaced?
The timid original body never thought that she would return to this once familiar land and walk into the gate of the Song Mansion!
That's right. In ancient times, women followed their husbands after marriage. But Song Zhuxin was different. She was the chosen one of heaven.
Today is New Year's Day, and the masters and young ladies in the mansion will not go out, so the gatekeeper is leaning against the wall and taking a nap.
The faint sound of horse hooves broke the servant's peace. He looked at the carriage that was becoming increasingly clear with displeasure and cursed in his heart.
"Which blind thing passed by the Song Mansion and disturbed my sleep?"
However, the carriage stopped at the gate of the Song Mansion, and a woman in a light blue cloak got out of the carriage.
As she approached, the servant's heart beat as violently as thunder, and the impatience on his face suddenly disappeared.
"Miss? Are you back?" the servant asked hesitantly and uncertainly.
The servant's voice sounded extremely fragile in the empty street, almost blown away by the wind.
Song Zhuxin saw the servant at the gate of the Song Mansion with his eyes wide open, revealing an expression of disbelief and shock.
It was as if her return was not just an ordinary fact, but a shocking event.
"You, do you still recognize me?" Seeing the servant stuttering, Song Zhuxin asked back with full aura.
"I know him, but I was too surprised." The servant's tone was not very respectful. He was indeed too surprised just now.
"Why don't you open the door quickly?" Song Zhuxin frowned and urged impatiently.
"Miss, please wait a moment. I will go in and report to the master and the eldest son." The servant who can guard the gate is not an ordinary servant.
"Report? Do I need to report when I go home?" Song Zhuxin became more and more aggressive.
"Except for the master and the eldest son, everyone else in the mansion must report in before entering."
"Then go tell my father and eldest brother quickly, and ask my mother to prepare some hot food. I'm hungry."
"I'll be right there." He motioned to another servant to open the door, and he quickly closed it after he went in.
He seemed afraid that Song Zhuxin would squeeze in with him, which made Song Zhuxin so angry that she cursed his ancestors three times.
Soon the gate of the Song Mansion reopened, and two old women and several young maids walked out.
"Miss, come back. The master, the mistress, and all the young masters and young ladies are waiting for you in the hall." A maid said with a smile.
"Lead the way." Song Zhuxin's tone was a little weak yet a little strong.
Although she had the memories of her original body, she was not very clear about some details, such as the structure inside the Song Mansion, which Song Zhuxin had no impression of.
Because the original person seldom went out, he usually went in and out in a carriage, and was supported by maids when entering the mansion, so there was no need to remember the way.
The personal nanny beside Mrs. Song looked at Song Zhuxin with a scrutinizing gaze.
I saw that the eldest lady had changed a lot from a few months ago. Now there was a lively light in her eyes.
Nanny Xi did not suspect that her eldest daughter had changed her mind. She thought that Song Zhuxin was just being baptized after going through hardships.
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