But when I think about it carefully, Xiyan felt that she should understand Mrs. Qiao’s decision.

After all, my mother has been living under the constraints of the Three Bonds, Five Constant, Three Obedience and Four Virtues in this world. It is indeed a bit of a passing use of her own standards to demand an ancient woman.

"Don't worry, I will definitely snatch our things back from Qiao Xiyu and his daughter, and I won't let them be proud for too long."

Mrs. Qiao was a little hesitant: "But your marriage with Prince Xiao..."

"There is nothing, Prince Xiao, mom, remember, I am the Ghost King's fiancée now and will marry him in a month. No one else has anything to do with me."

Xiyan spoke seriously. Mrs. Qiao looked at her firm attitude and couldn't bear to blame her anymore, but she could not let go: "But why is it that ghost king? I heard that he is cruel and vicious. He had no good ending with his women in the past. If you marry, how can you live your life in the future?"

Xiyan held her hand tightly and tried hard to comfort her: "Mom, I'm fine, he's fine, at least much better than Xiao Yixuan."

Mrs. Qiao didn't speak, but the expression on her face clearly disagrees with her point of view.

In her eyes, the Ghost King was just a disabled person after all, and his style was not good. Although he was a prince, he could not compare with Xiao Yixuan, who was both civil and military. No matter how he was considered to have lost the marriage, she was the one who lost the marriage.

After Xiyan helped Mrs. Qiao get up, she turned around and went out. Xier hurriedly followed her to clean the yard, but the mess in front of her made her unable to start.

"We don't have much to use. When the second lady brought someone to the scene, there was almost nothing left. If there was no new supplies, I would be even harder to live in the future."

"Okay, don't be sad. With me here, you won't be unable to survive." Xiyan sneered and brushed away some dust on her sleeves. "You don't need to clean up, take useful things and we'll move them today."

Xier nodded, but felt something was wrong: "But Miss, where should I move it?"

She wanted to remind Xi Yan that Cheng had driven them out of the inner courtyard for quite some time. If he couldn't even live here, he would probably really be left on the street.

Xiyan did not answer her question, but walked out directly, and Xier hurriedly chased after her.

The master and servant stopped outside a gorgeous and exquisite courtyard.

Xiyan raised her eyes and looked inside: "If I remember correctly, this is the residence of the mistress of the Zhang family, right?"

"Yes, but Miss, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to collect debts."

Xiyan smiled coldly and walked in, but was stopped by the guards guarding the door at the door.

"I'll bother you to inform me and say that I asked for my wife."

Xiyan smiled and explained her purpose, and was very polite, but the two guards were people with eyes growing in the sky, and they didn't take her, a poor and powerful lady, seriously.

"Gonggonggonggonggong, our wife has no time to see you."

One of the guards drove people unceremoniously and even reached out to push Xiyan. Xier was so angry that her teeth were itchy at his rude attitude: "What does this mean? Our lady wants to see her wife, why don't you let her?"

Another guard looked at them sarcastically and sneered: "A wasteful lady who is not even as good as a slave, wants to see her wife. Do you really take herself seriously?"
Chapter completed!