"Miss, we invited the imperial edict to visit relatives a few days ago. Why are we here now?" He asked the imperial edict three days ago, but in the past three days, he did nothing except eating or sleeping. He had to wait until this time to return to Qiao's house. Xiao Ruo asked with confusion.
"Unfilial daughter, what are you doing when you come back?"
Qiao Zhen stood at the door. Although the Qiao family came out to greet him according to etiquette, everyone's faces were full of disdain and cold disgust, as if this was such a shameful thing.
Yi Xiujingchi smiled faintly, a cold light flew across his eyes, his face turned cold and cold, and said, "If I am an unfilial daughter, then what is you who made your mistress's daughter lose my child and even put a spoil in the wrong?"
"You?!" Qiao Zhen's eyes glared, his face changed, his angular cheeks that were not angry and powerful were now angrily hideous, "You are talking to your father like this?"
"Father? Haha..." Suddenly, Yi Xiujingchi's face changed, his face was majestic, and the sharp and oppressive aura on his body was undoubtedly revealed. "Rareless, I have now restored the identity of a concubine. Although my father is an elder, the Taoist etiquette cannot be abolished. Isn't my father not unaware of it, right?"
Xiaoruo blinked and restored her identity? Why didn't she know?
"What? Restore identity?" Qiao Zhen frowned, "Why don't I know?"
Yi Xiujingchi was not surprised at all. He took out a yellow imperial edict from behind and handed it to Qiao Zhen, "Do you want to verify it?"
Qiao Zhen snorted coldly and grabbed the imperial edict. Of course, he wanted to verify it. How could such a thing not be reported?
"What?" Qiao Zhen looked at the content of the imperial edict and the four-sided mark in the lower right corner. Is this really true?!
"I am very grateful to the Imperial Concubine." Qiao Zhen handed the imperial edict to Yi Xiujingchi, then his face twitched slightly, and he bent down and bowed stiffly. The people behind him followed Qiao Zhen with reluctance and knelt down and bowed, "Welcome to the Imperial Concubine, the Imperial Concubine, the Imperial Concubine, thousands of years of years of age."
"Miss," Xiaoruo looked puzzled, approached Yi Xiujing Chi's ear and whispered softly, "This..."
Before he could ask, Yi Xiujingchi stopped him with a look, "You go back to the palace first and help me take my bedside box."
"Ah? Go back to the palace! Oh, okay," Xiaoruo has been spending the past few days in confusion, and looked at her lady deeply in a little misty way, and she always had a bad premonition.
Qiao Zhen bent over and stiffly there, his face facing Huangtu was extremely ferocious, "Empress, since he has been home, it's not good to stay at the door!"
She actually gave him a warning?!
OK, very OK!
Yi Xiujing Chi glanced at him, turned to Xiaoruo nodded, let Xiaoruo leave, and then looked at Qiao Zhen: "Get up, I am really tired, my father should pack up my boudoir."
Then Yi Xiujingchi had no mechanism to see Qiao Zhen’s ugly face. He was helped by one of his father-in-law and walked in. He slowly sat in the lobby. Mrs. Qiao, who had never spoken, frowned and slowly stepped forward, and her tone was full of blame: "Meng'er, why didn't you send us a message for such a big deal to restore your identity to be a concubine? And Luo'er was still in aggrieved that matter. You can comfort me, how can you let the emperor restore your identity as a concubine at this time?"
"Haha... Mrs. Qiao's words mean that my child deserves to be killed by Qiao Xinluo, and I want to be a stepping stone for Qiao Xinluo, right?" Yi Xiujing Chi looked cold with a cold face, and looked at the so-called mother with mocking expressions, "Do you think it's possible?"
Chapter completed!