Rebirth of the Daughter as King

Chapter 1 Provocation (1)
Wisps of green smoke rose, and in the dark family temple, Fang Yurou once again looked at her son who was sitting quietly under the window and copying "Family Instructions" by the faint light. Mo Qinghan seemed to be a different person since she woke up five days ago. No crying or fussing.The body that was always weak before seemed to become straight overnight, and the timid eyes no longer existed, replaced by cold and indifferent, with an elegant and indifferent temperament all over her body.

Sitting there quietly, writing in bare hands, her jet-black hair was neatly tied up with a half-worn white jade hairpin, and she was wearing an azure robe embroidered with cloud patterns secretly sent by her maid Su'er.Looking at that small body, I feel inexplicably calm and at ease.

Mo Qinghan knew that the mother of her body was looking at her again, and she still remembered that when she woke up again five days ago, she was surprised to find that she had actually timetraveled.She was originally the descendant of the modern ancient martial arts family with the highest cultivation level and the most hopeful successor, but she didn't want to be attacked by her own brother and father conspiring to attack her when she was practicing. At that moment, I really understood how much I cared about family affection even though I was indifferent, and what family affection rewarded me was the death of my loved ones.

However, God took pity on her and allowed her to be reborn in an unknown dynasty, Nanfeng Kingdom's Huguohou Mansion, to start over again.Mo Qinghan looked down at her small body, sighed and shook her head again.

Judging from the memories she received from this body, Mo Qinghan, who has the same name as herself, is the eldest son of the Huguohou Mansion, but her legitimate son is just a fake man.I am 13 years old this year. I have a 16-year-old sister-in-law, a 15-year-old concubine brother, a 13-year-old concubine sister, two concubine sisters, and a concubine brother.

According to the ancient patriarchal law, he, the eldest son of the eldest family, should be canonized as the son of the eldest son. However, Mo Qinghan not only was not canonized, but was also neglected for many years along with his mother because his grandfather Zhongyibo was imprisoned in Dali Temple for alleged corruption.The three mother and son have been living a life that is not as good as the servants in the Huguohou Mansion, but just a month ago, a concubine of Huguohou Mo Zhenghong had an unfortunate miscarriage, and all the evidence points to his aunt, Mrs. Hou.The unfavored mother-in-law once again took the blame and was punished to enter the family temple to repent.If it wasn't for the fact that Uncle Zhongyi's mansion was still there, it is estimated that my mother would have been divorced long ago.

And myself, a fake son disguised as a man, was born with deficiencies and a cowardly personality, and because he opposed my sister marrying a stubborn and cruel son and contradicted Hou Ye's theory, Hou Ye was beaten ten boards and fined to enter the family temple for reflection, and was punished. Copy "Family Instructions" three hundred times.

Although Mo Qinghan herself was cold and indifferent, since she replaced Mo Qinghan's body, she naturally had to accept Mo Qinghan's relatives, because she knew that Mrs. Hou really loved her "son".The problem facing Mo Qinghan right now is to get out of the family temple and wash away her mother's reputation of being "envious" and "murdering the youngest son".

"Han'er, cough...cough...take a break!" Mo Qinghan was interrupted by a soft whisper when his thoughts were drifting.

"Mother... I'm fine! It's just the beginning." The light voice made me feel a little awkward. Mo Qinghan was not used to being called mother. His mother had exhausted her internal energy in treating her father, and unfortunately passed away in the third year after giving birth. , I was brought up by my grandfather, and I am a little at a loss for this sudden maternal love, although only she and her sister are qualified to call Mrs. Hou a mother in this Huguohou Mansion.

It started to rain again outside the window, and Mo Qinghan knew that her aunt's cough had gotten worse.Suddenly there was a murmur from outside the door, the curtain was thrown open, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman walked in, wearing a half-worn blue lake silk gown, her black hair neatly tied up, and a simple white jade The silver hairpin with orchid head, white skin, oval face, long eyebrows into the temples, big phoenix eyes shimmering, red lips slightly parted, and teary eyes.

"Mother! Brother..." Mo Qinghua looked at his younger brother who was sick in bed and forced to copy "Family Instructions", and couldn't help but burst into tears. If it wasn't for his own life-long event, his younger brother would not have contradicted his father and was punished physically , Now I have to suffer in the family temple.

"Hua'er! Why are you here?" Mrs. Hou looked at the person who came in surprise, and then looked worriedly at the maid who never left the door and held her ears. The words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

Mo Qinghua wiped away his tears and suppressed a smile, took the food box from the maid Ziwan, and brought out two bowls of soup and two plates of snacks.

It was the first time Mo Qinghan saw her own body when she came here, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of the Huguo, in the memory of her body, this sister is modest, gentle, elegant, capable of playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting Yes, she is a standard lady from the Hou family.At present, she still doesn't know the identity of Mo Qinghan's daughter, and she wholeheartedly takes care of her frail younger brother, and the two have a very good relationship.The former owner of his body also died in Huangquan because of this sister.

"Hua'er, how did you come in? Does Madam Tai know? Does Lord Hou know? Did anyone see you when you came in?" Madam Hou pulled Mo Qinghua and asked a series of worried questions in a low voice.

"Mother, my daughter is fine. Mrs. Tai knew that I came to see you and my brother, and my father also knew that I came, so it was my father's permission." Mo Qinghua comforted Mrs. Hou with a flash of eyes.

Mo Qinghan clearly saw Mo Qinghua's slight flash of sadness. In his memory, the father was only strict and dissatisfied with him, but the old lady loved him more. In the morning and evening, we only meet each other when Mrs. Tai summons me. Mo Qinghan's cowardly character made Mo Qinghan reticent, and gradually he did not invite Mrs. Tai to see her.This time my sister was able to obtain the consent of the old lady and Lord Hou, it must be because something happened during this period.

"Hey! Mother-daughter love is so deep, brother-sister love is so deep!" A harsh voice came from before the door curtain was lifted, and then a gorgeous red, red, green and green flashed in.

The leader was a woman around thirteen, wearing a scarlet gown full of gold, her hair was combed into a peach heart bun, filled with gold hairpins and jade hairpins, a jasper belt was tied around her waist, and suet jade skirts hung down. Very gorgeous.But the slightly plump figure feels a little bloated against the red background.Round face, slanted eyes, thin lips, eyes full of disdain and contempt and gloating.Mo Qinghan remembered that this was her cunning, vicious, cruel and savage concubine sister Mo Qingfu who was half a year older than herself. She was also the daughter of Second Aunt Niang. The eldest son of the mansion often insults himself and his sister, it seems that the visitor is not kind again today.

(End of this chapter)