As soon as she heard Xia Chiwan's words, the old lady pushed Xia Moling away, as if Xia Moling was a plague god.

Because of Xia Chiwan's words just now, the old lady felt that she was confused, although Xia Chiwan did bad things with good intentions.

But the old lady felt self-righteously that Xia Chiwan was Xia Boran's daughter in the end, and she must be more inclined to Xia Boran.

Therefore, even if what Xia Chiwan did this time was not comprehensive, she definitely had no crooked intentions towards her, Sun Jianxing and the Yongjing Marquis Mansion.

Chamoring is different.

Xia Moling is a little concubine of the Prime Minister's house, and her aunt is a person who can't be on the stage, and she dares to think that her baby grandson is really a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

With Xia Moling's comparison, Xia Chiwan's "good intentions and bad things" just now are nothing in the eyes of the old marquis.

There is a gap in the relationship, as long as you find a way, you can still repair it.

In case the only baby grandson is hooked up by a concubine, then the entire Yongjing Marquis Mansion is over!

Xia Moling, who was leaning happily on the side of the old marquis, was pushed by the old marquis, stumbled under his feet, and almost didn't fall.

Thanks to Aunt Zheng's quick eyes, she helped Xia Moling.

Otherwise, Xia Moling's fall would definitely be enough to choke.

"Auntie?"

Xia Moling, who was still proud in the last second, was dumbfounded in the next second, and didn't understand how the face of the old marquis and his wife was like a little doll, and he changed when he said it.

Facing Xia Moling's questioning eyes, the old lady snorted coldly.

"Wan girl is so sensible, and you take care of a few of your sisters, I don't think about it, you are a person who can stir up trouble, thinking that Fa'er will ruin Wan girl's reputation!"

The old lady squinted her eyes and glanced at Xia Moling coldly, before facing Xia Chiwan.

"Wan girl, although she is her own sister, you have to remember that your identity is different from the people next to the house. Don't lower your identity for the sake of unworthy people. ”

As soon as the old lady spoke, Xia Moling's little face turned white, and her eyes were full of tears.

Faced with the old marquis's two-faced words, Xia Chiwan chose to be silent.

The old lady was obviously helping Xia Chiwan beat Xia Moling's face, but in fact, she was completely helping Xia Chiwan to pull hatred.

Within a house, the concubines have always been insoluble.

Xia Chiwan is now the only concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and as soon as Mrs. Hou said this, all the children in the mansion hated the different Xia Chiwan.

glanced at the aggrieved and pitiful Xia Moling, Xia Chiwan was very indifferent.

Xia Moling wanted to ridicule her just now, so of course she wouldn't be cheap enough to help Xia Moling say good things about Xia Moling in front of the old marquis and his wife at this time.

As for the relationship between this concubine and the concubine, Xia Chiwan smiled.

There are no eternal enemies in the world, and there are no eternal friends, whether this is friend or foe, it is really not the old marquis lady who has the final say, it depends on what she wants to do.

"Auntie, don't be angry, if you think that the third sister has done something wrong, as an elder, you will punish her. The third sister is still young, so she has to teach slowly. ”

Xia Chiwan not only did not plead, but also added a sentence coldly, and glanced at Aunt Zheng without yin or yang.

It seems that the power to be in charge of the Prime Minister's Mansion fell into the hands of Aunt Zheng, which really made Aunt Zheng grow a lot of courage.