Chapter 3579: Dusty

Sakura City is prosperous during the day, and it is an absolute first-class metropolis. One skyscraper after another stands tall and has different shapes. On the coastal boulevard, there are often celebrities drag racing, causing countless beauties to scream. There are more exotic beauties on the beach... Sakura City attracts not only the creatures on the northern sky, but also some aliens from other planets.
There have been many luxury yachts on the sea for a long time, and sometimes there are speedboats galloping into the depths of the sea.
In the entire Sakura City, the most beautiful building is undisputed. That is...The City Lord's Mansion!
The City Lord’s Mansion can be said to be a city within a city, with snow-white walls and tiles like colored glaze. The gate of the City Lord's Mansion is magnificent and spectacular, and a road paved with golden stones extends from the outside to the inner depths of the City Lord's Mansion.
A long line of black cars filed into the city lord’s mansion from the Golden Avenue.
The flowers are in full bloom and the fountain soars into the sky.
Concubine Ying Xue was sitting in the car. She looked outside from the car window, and everything was familiar and unfamiliar. The City Lord's Mansion has undergone many changes and has become more and more beautiful.
She looked at the bluestone trail ten meters to the left, remembering that she always ran in front when she was a child, and several Cather's maids in the back yelled anxiously, lest she fell into something good or bad and would not be able to explain to her father.
Those memories are obviously far away, but at this moment they are very close.
Quickly shook his head, putting away the mess of thoughts. She thought of seeing Ying Tianzheng soon, and she would also see... mother.
What kind of expression should I face?
She can't figure it out.
"I heard that Ji Wenxiu and Ying Tianzheng gave birth to another son and two daughters after they got married. The youngest daughter is also twenty years old." Ying Xuefei couldn't help but smile, but this smile was so permeating.
"Ji Wenxiu, do you still remember me? Do the people who remember Yinghong's lineage have not died yet?" Ying Xuefei asked coldly in her heart.
The black car stopped in front of the Zhengtian Temple.
The front of the Zhengtian Hall was full of flowers, and a red carpet embroidered with gold threads was spread from a hundred meters away, until it reached the gate of the Zhengtian Hall.
On both sides stood a long line of honor guards!
Before the car approached, the drum music had passed. The joyous music made Concubine Ying Xue a little dazed, and she felt as if she was really welcoming her return.
Ying respectfully served Concubine Ying Xue to get off the car, and then led the way.
In front of the Temple of Heaven, there were seven people, men and women...The person headed by him was a middle-aged man, who was extremely majestic and not angry.
Concubine Ying Xue only stared at one of the beautiful women in her eyes.
The woman looked like she was only in her twenties, she was slender, and her red dress was rusted with a hint of gold thread.
Concubine Ying Xue had seen this woman countless times in her dreams, sometimes gentle, sometimes hideous.
She is... Ji Wenxiu.
The headed man is the owner of the house, Sakura Tianzheng. Although Sakura Tianzheng is majestic, he also shows a cordial smile at this moment. But Ji Wenxiu's complexion was cold, and there was even a trace of indifference in her eyes, and she did not see her daughter's joy at all.
Concubine Ying Xue stepped forward, showing a polite smile, and saw each other.
Visit the city lord, visit mother, and visit two uncles. The remaining three are her half-brothers and sisters.
After a few words of courtesy, Ji Wenxiu said nonchalantly: "Do you still know how to come back? Your father died, and your brother was killed. I wrote to you twice, but you never answered. The call went over, and you didn't answer. Your father is alive. Time loves you the most. What's the use of raising a daughter like you? If you want to be my mother, you don’t care about it."
After hearing this, Concubine Yingxue suddenly became angry in her chest. She wanted to say that you still have the face to mention my father and younger brother. The words were about to blurt out, but he finally swallowed them. It's just that the smile on his face can no longer be maintained.
Ying Tianzheng lightly blamed, and said: "Wenxiu, the child is finally back, let's close the door and say if you have anything." After saying that, he smiled again and said: "Xue Fei, your mother missed you too much, and you haven't been for many years. Come back, there is some resentment now. You are a child, please forgive me, okay?"
"Yes!" Concubine Ying Xue responded.
"Yes, eldest sister, mom often mentions you." Ying Ning, the youngest daughter of the Ying family, stepped forward, took Concubine Ying Xue's arm, and said with a smile.
"Go into the room and talk, I have already asked the subordinate to quickly prepare the banquet." Ying Tian said righteously.
Afterwards, everyone entered the Temple of Heaven under the leadership of Ying Tianzheng.
The relatives, uncles and uncles of the Ying family, as well as his nephews and nephews all came to greet you. In the hall, there were a hundred people crowded, and those who couldn't stand talked in the courtyard outside. Everyone talked with a smile and beaming, which made Concubine Ying Xue feel a little weird.
It seems that his father really died after practicing kung fu, as if there was never any hatred in it.
The son of Ying Tianzheng and Ji Wenxiusheng is called Ying Xuan, and Ying Xuan has also cultivated to the top grade of Wuwei. He is over fifty years old today. Concubine Ying Xue had counted Ying Xuan's age, but Ying Xuan was born two years after her father's death. But Ying Xuan's age is doubtful, it is likely that after the mother gave birth, she hid for a while before she announced it.
Ying Xuan respected Concubine Ying Xue very politely, but she didn't say much, she was a shy teenager.
The first daughter of Ji Wenxiu and Ying Tianzheng was called Ying Su. Ying Su didn't speak much the whole time, and seemed to find it boring to attend such a gathering.
This day is noisy, there are more than 20 tables for wine.
Before eating the wine, Ying Tianzheng led the crowd and Concubine Ying Xue to the ancestral hall to pay homage to the ancestors, and at the same time to worship the father Ying Hong of Concubine Ying Xue.
After the meal, the guests chatted individually, and many relatives came up to care about Concubine Ying Xue's recent years and how she spent in the court.
There are also many people gossiping about her relationship with Zong Han, the director of the War God Division.
"I heard that you and Zong Han are elder brothers and sisters. Now he is the director of the War God Division, so he should take good care of you, right?" a distant uncle asked Ying Xuefei.
Concubine Ying Xue felt that such a gathering made her feel like sitting on pins and needles, but she had to accompany her. He also replied: "The Director and I do have personal relationships, but they are not as evil as everyone says."
Young sister Ying Ning realized that Concubine Ying Xue was unwilling to cope with it, so she found a reason, dragged Concubine Ying Xue's hand, and led her away from the manor of Zhengtian Temple.
After leaving the manor, he finally came to a quiet back garden.
It was already afternoon, and the setting sun was setting, but the flowers in the garden were still vying for beauty.
Ying Ning is an innocent girl with flushed cheeks and a green dress, like a personal elf. With a hint of excitement, she said: "Sister, I have always wanted to study at Primitive Academy. I heard that there are many interesting people and things in it. Have you seen Mingzhi Xia? Is that Master Zong Han true He is very handsome. I heard that his head is very big, so he is extra smart, right?"
Concubine Ying Xue hated Ying Ning's familiarity, mainly because she hated Ying Tianzheng, so she didn't like Ying Ning either. At the moment, he said lightly: "I know that I have seen Xia, Zong Han's head is not particularly big, I still have something to do, let's go first." After speaking, he went straight away, leaving Ying Ning staying in place with a stunned expression. She didn't understand why the eldest sister was so indifferent to her, but she felt a little unspeakable sadness in her heart.
Concubine Ying Xue fled Ying Ning and turned around to an artificial lake. She gasped, feeling that everything in this city lord's mansion made her a little breathless.
After a while, Concubine Ying Xue went to Tianhong Hall. Tianhong Hall used to be her home...according to the direction in the memory, ignoring the past servants along the way, and soon came to Tianhong Hall.
The grass in the courtyard in front of Tianhong Hall has grown from two meters high, and the city lord’s mansion is full of flowers in full bloom, but this Tianhong Hall is extremely dilapidated.
Seeing this situation, Concubine Ying Xue was very sad, and tears fell down.
Her figure flickered, shuttled through the void, and directly entered the Tianhong Palace.
Cobwebs were everywhere in the temple, and the smell of dust came out.
Many of the furnishings are still what she remembers, but they are covered with cobwebs and dust.
In the bedroom, the father's photo is still hanging on the front wall. The father in the photo smiles gently...
She stared at the photo of her father for a long time, and apart from her grief, a wave of grief and anger began to spread from the bottom of her heart.
This sorrow and anger gradually fermented, and it was finally difficult to suppress!
It was a long time before Concubine Ying Xue suppressed her sorrow and anger to the bottom of her heart. Just sit down in this Tianhong Hall.
With this sitting, it’s the moon in the middle of the sky.
The cold is getting worse, insects and rats are rampant in the temple, and snakes and ants are crawling in the wild grass outside the temple.
Concubine Ying Xue shuttled through the void and left the Tianhong Hall. Then came to the Zhengtian Hall...
The guests have dispersed, but the main temple is still brightly lit.
The guards knew Concubine Ying Xue, and when they saw her, they said that the mistress had been looking for her.
Concubine Yingxue entered the hall, and then went to the bedroom to see her mother Ji Wenxiu. The maid stepped forward and invited Concubine Ying Xue into the palace.
In the bedroom, the light is gentle.
Ji Wenxiu was lying on a solo collapse, and two maids were massaging her head.
Concubine Ying Xue came forward, her eyes indifferent and she didn't speak, as if she had seen an enemy. Ji Wenxiu asked the maids to stop massaging. She sat up, looked at Concubine Ying Xue, and said coldly: "Why, now that I have entered the court of justice, I have not put me in my eyes? All these years, a letter from you , I didn't even have a phone call. I came back today and I was full of grievances. I wanted to ask you, where are we sorry for you?"
The maids brought a chair to Concubine Ying Xue.
After Ying Xue took her seat, she smiled faintly and said: "I know, you will never admit what you have done. It's just that you question me like this, it really makes me feel very sick. It's as if nothing happened. It’s the same. You don’t have to say anything. You’re not tired from acting, but I’m tired from watching. Some things, you know in your heart, and I also understand in my heart. After all, no one is a fool. I am coming back today, not wanting to hear you tell me Yes. During the day, I saved you face before people. Now, put away your set. And, I tell you clearly, it’s impossible to forget it. I will collect all the debts bit by bit. "
Ji Wenxiu's face changed slightly, and she continued sternly: "You are talking about something messy, so please tell me, what kind of debt is it? Is it your debt to me, or my debt to you? You? This little beast, if you knew you were so disobedient when you were born, you should be thrown into a bucket on the spot to suffocate you!"