The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Chapter 1067 So Mr. Huang is the same as us

Grandma's eyes flickered, and she didn't dare look at me in embarrassment. "You should only listen to half of what the Feng Shui master says. How can you believe it completely?"

I nodded and continued, "The Feng Shui master also said that my brother's funeral ceremony must be stopped immediately. He cannot be buried in the ancestral tomb, but must be buried in the sacred mountain in the western suburbs. Otherwise, it will shorten the lifespan of my grandparents and affect the future of the Marquisate."

My grandmother was cold-hearted by nature and was most afraid of death. When she heard this, she waved her hand and said, "What are you waiting for? Go do it now!"

Done! Why bury it! Just throw that bad guy away!

I said to my mother, "As my brother's biological mother and legal wife, you must not secretly set up a sacrifice table and incense stand in the inner room, otherwise it will affect the feng shui of the mansion."

My mother believed me and acted along with me, shaking her finger and scolding me, "Rebellious girl! Rebellious girl! He's your own brother! How could you! How could you do this... I shouldn't have handed your brother's funeral over to you."

The aunt's line was snatched away and she was speechless.

I was so scared that I hid behind my grandmother, looking scared as if I had been scolded.

I smiled at my aunt sinisterly. The battle has just begun! Trash, I will make it impossible for you to hold a memorial ceremony properly.

After I left, my grandmother slapped my aunt on the face and said, "It's all your fault! You begged me to change your son, but what happened? Your son's life was not worth the wealth and he died young! You've done a sin! You've ruined the feng shui of my mansion!"

Grandma, this old woman is selfish and mean! She will die a miserable death!

I want my grandmother and aunt to see with their own eyes how I put my brother's life back in place and put him back in the family tree!

I collected evidence step by step, designing a plan to expose what my grandmother and aunt had done to the public.

The clan elders were shocked, and the grandfather was shocked.

I asked my grandmother, "Do you feel wronged?"

My grandmother hates me! I realized now that she withdrew from the funeral without completing it and threw my fake brother into a mass grave. It was not for her longevity and the future of the Marquisate, but was clearly a deliberate revenge!

Grandfather also planned to protect his old wife.

I then said, "You also poisoned my grandfather!"

Grandfather's pupils trembled and he threw a divorce letter in grandmother's face!

My grandmother was driven out of the mansion.

My aunt was beaten half to death, so I went to see her in person and asked softly, "Do you want to know how your son died?"

My aunt had prepared a lot of vulgar words to scold me, but before she could open her mouth, she was shocked by my words, "What do you mean?"

I smiled slightly, "I was the one who killed your son... Are you happy? You planned to let your son take over my brother's life, but in the end he died in my hands. Is this fate?"

……

This was the first time that things were set right at the beginning of "The First Phoenix Girl", allowing the heroine's brother to regain the position of legitimate son.

As soon as the storybook was published, it triggered a buying frenzy in the northern capital, with long queues forming in front of bookstores all day long.

Huang Xingyue secretly thanked herself for her cleverness in deliberately hiding the original prototype's true identity and not directly pointing out that it was Princess Haiyan.

For example, there is a sentence in the text that says "I, the Empress Dowager Huizheng, have been reborn to restore order", he specifically changed his title from "Yuzheng" to "Huizheng", and his status as queen to empress dowager.

For example, in order to highlight the ruthlessness of the heroine in the text, he arbitrarily added his own imagination and wrote that the death of the bastard was caused by the heroine.

However, Huang Xingyue never expected that his change would shock Shi Anrou, who was reading the storybook.

Shi Anrou's hands trembled as she held the storybook. She read it carefully by lamplight all night long. Finally, she could not hold back and wanted to find her brother Shi Yunqi to ask for clarification.

Who exactly is this "Star and Moon Sorcerer"? After all, Shi Yunqi was in charge of the Northern Propaganda Department, specializing in the publication of documents.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached the main courtyard, she heard the conversation between her brother and sister-in-law.

Wei Cailing said angrily, "This Huang Xingyue is really making trouble! I was wondering why he kept coming to the mansion and asking questions. Your husband didn't even look at it before it was printed?"

Shi Yunqi was also helpless. "At that time, I was busy with the special issue of the trade between Beiyi and Xiliang. I thought that Mr. Huang was always prudent and would not make any mistakes, so I handed it over to the clerks. The clerks later told me that Mr. Huang's book this time was different from his usual style. It was very interesting and would definitely be in short supply. Who knew that he would write a storybook based on Xia Er?"

He remembered that when the clerk said that, there was something meaningful on his expression.

Who doesn't know that the head of their Northern Propaganda Department had also been replaced? This statement was so satisfying that the subordinates immediately approved the review, thinking that this was a way to vent their anger on their head.

He was trying to give his boss a surprise in a mysterious way! This was not a surprise, it was clearly a shock.

Shi Yunqi regarded this as a strange story novel, but Wei Cailing did not think so.

She had experienced the dream, and later asked Shi Anxia for confirmation on the matter of her grandfather.

Although Shi Anxia did not give a direct answer, she admitted that she had "dreamed about it". Therefore, Wei Cailing took the storybook seriously and felt anxious for some reason, fearing that it would have a bad influence on Xia'er.

Shi Anrou standing outside the door was even more different. She was not just having a dream, she actually burned incense, lit a long-lasting lamp, and was reborn with Empress Dowager Huizheng hugging her thigh.

Although for some unknown reason, she was reborn earlier than Queen Dowager Hyejeong, it didn't help.

In short, it’s not that she hasn’t been blessed by God, it’s just that she is too stupid, and it makes no difference to her whether it’s early or late.

Anyway, Shi Anrou understood it now. Mr. Huang! Huang Xingyue! The Star Moon Warlock!

It was him!

Shi Anrou immediately ordered people to prepare a car and drive directly to Huang's mansion.

When Mrs. Huang saw that it was a visiting card from the Duke of Heguo's Mansion, she did not dare to be negligent and went out to greet him in person.

Seeing that the visitor was actually Princess Haiyan's seldom-seen half-sister, holding "The First Phoenix Girl" in her hand, Madam Huang's heart tightened, wondering if she was here to call her to task.

But he didn't look excited. "Excuse me, can I have a word with Master Huang alone?"

Huang Xingyue and his wife were stunned.

It's not right to leave a woman alone, right?

Shi Anrou knew that the other party had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "I will not harm Mr. Huang, I just have something important to ask Mr. Huang."

Mrs. Huang nodded knowingly and walked out of the hall, but left the door wide open and asked two maids to guard outside on either side.

Huang Xingyue was a little scared and sat upright.

Seeing An Rou's gaze fixed on him, she spoke in a very creepy tone, "So Mr. Huang is the same person as us?"

Ah? Ah! Huang Xingyue felt like a thousand wild horses were running wildly in her heart.

If you ask someone else this question, they will definitely be confused.

But who is Huang Xingyue? Since I wrote this storybook, I have had more wild ideas in my mind. And I hope day and night that I can also have a strange dream to enrich my poetry and its source.

He didn't show it on his face, but coughed in an unfathomable manner, "Hmm."

Although this "hmm" sounded a little guilty, it was like a thunderclap exploding in Shi Anrou's ears.