"Why do I see that Madam's gold hairpin is exactly the same as my mother's gold hairpin?"

Mrs. Shangshu's face suddenly became embarrassed, she subconsciously clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and then she held on to her scalp to explain.

"Yes...really?"

"There are many similarities between objects in this world. Perhaps you misjudged Qingyan. The golden hairpin in your hand now was made by me in my early years."

"The skilled gold and silver craftsmen in Kyoto will produce exactly the same styles if their styles are sought after by others."

Mrs. Shangshu originally wanted to use this explanation to put Xi Qingyan away.

But the other party just likes to get to the bottom of it.

"Madam, what you said is wrong. My mother's gold hairpin was not made by the gold and silver craftsmen of Kyoto. It was made by my grandfather's hands. It also had the words 'Longevity and Peace' engraved on it."

Xi Qingyan chuckled and tried to break up the trouble.

Then he turned over the gold hairpin in his hand, pointed to a spot on the gold hairpin, and pretended to be innocent.

"Wow! It turns out that the gold hairpin you bought, Madam, also has the four characters "Fushou, Longevity and Peace" on it? By the way, weren't these four characters written by my grandfather?"

"..."

Mrs. Shangshu was so stunned by Xi Qingyan that she couldn't get off the stage.

All she had to do was bite the bullet and change the subject.

"Qingyan, I didn't expect you to be so filial to your mother. You know exactly what words are engraved on her gold hairpin."

"However, whether this gold hairpin or the others, they are all the dowry of the late Madam. When you and Chu Yu get married in the future, you will each have a share!"

After Xi Qingyan heard this, there was a sneer between her brows.

Madam Shangshu’s calculation is really good!

She shamelessly included Xi Chuyu in the dowry of Xi Qingyan's biological mother?

Sure enough, the most humble person is invincible.

According to their previous calculations, after they planned to kill Xi Qingyan, the first lady's generous dowry would belong to Xi Chuyu alone!

However, now that she is alive, they can't get their hands on Xi Chuyu's biological mother's dowry!

"Since Madam mentioned my mother's dowry, now that my biological daughter has returned home, it's time for my mother's dowry to be handed over to my daughter, right?"

Xi Qingyan approached Mrs. Shangshu and asked for the dowry.

For a moment, Mrs. Shangshu didn't expect that the ugly guy who was timid in the past would have the courage to speak to her today.

"Yes...yes..."

Mrs. Shangshu forced out one word, and then said nothing.

"Madam, when my mother was dying, she called all the elders in the clan over. She left all her dowry to me. If madam doesn't believe it, can she confront the elders in the clan?"

Xi Qingyan was not prepared to indulge the mother and daughter, and approached them step by step.

"Qingyan, you have just returned to Shangshu's Mansion and your health has not yet recovered. When you recover, your mother will naturally give you your late wife's dowry."

Mrs. Shangshu found an excuse to stop Xi Qingyan from asking further questions.

"Your sister and I will no longer disturb your rest."

Mrs. Shangshu took Xi Chuyu and left Hanliyuan as if fleeing.

late at night.

Xi Chuyu, who was pinched by Xi Qingyan again, felt angry. She looked at the medicine powder she bought from the Valley of Divine Doctors on her bedside. Thinking that Xi Qingyan was fine, she poured it into her hands tentatively.

"Ahhhh..."


Chapter completed!