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481. Chapter 481 Unhappy

Xia Ningmeng’s time and space usher in early spring March. Today she met her father Xia Boxun.

Dad said that he took her home early this morning. She spent three springs and autumns in modern times, and in the time and space of the Qin Dynasty, she only left for a year. In another ten days, it was her ritual of hairpin. She was still 17 years old, but the age number was reduced by two.

Dad said earnestly: "My son has grown up, Dad is very pleased."

Xia Ningmeng didn't speak, and since she returned to Daqin, her personality changed drastically and she was pitiful.

A man Xia Boxun would not care about whether his daughter was happy or not. In short, he would make her eat and drink well and have a good time. He, a father, is a good father.

Xia Ningmeng looked at her father leaving her room coldly, and couldn't help but think of her 14-year-old as soon as she saw her, and would be satisfied with her whatever she wanted.

After three years, have you forgotten the love that my father once gave me? I will never see Jian Jichen again, and she really can't squeeze out a smile.

Early the next morning, Xia Ningmeng got on the carriage back to Xia Mansion. The bumpy carriage swayed all the way, and she was about to vomit it out. She missed Jian Jichen's car very much and the subway so much that even the bicycles of her college roommates were more comfortable than those of her carriages.

Another thing that she couldn't tolerate was that it was cold. It was already March, and the carriage was still very cold, and the stove was growing. The smell of smoke was particularly choking. She had to hold a hand warmer in her hand so that she would not tremble if she was freezing.

Mei Xiang said while adding a stove, "Miss, you are so afraid of the cold, how did you survive the year in the mountains?"

Mei Xiangding didn't feel the cold at all. She was very puzzled when she saw Xia Ningmeng curling into a ball. It turned out that the lady was really delicate.

In the evening, the carriage arrived at the Xia Mansion. The concubine's mother dressed in front of the mansion was as beautiful as she said respectfully: "Welcome the eldest lady to the house."

Behind her mother were her father's three concubines, all of which were silk and satin, and jewel-like. The concubine's sister and sister were welcomed. Even if they were born in vain, they had the richest father, and they were dressed very decently.

Although they were respectful and obedient on their faces, she knew that they were all jealous in their hearts.

After Xia Ningmeng left for a year, another concubine was thrusting, and their Xia family had more people.

The concubines here are as lowly as ants, so even if they are big belly, they have to stand at the door to welcome the old lady back home in a cold weather.

Xia Ningmeng used to have a bad relationship with these people. She grew up a lot in three years. She thought about modern monogamy and her life was simple and harmonious. So now, looking at her home, she doesn't want to go in.

"Miss, please get off the car!" Mei Xiang beside her helped Xia Ningmeng get off the carriage. The mother of the concubine quickly said, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Why don't you help the lady and hurry into the house."

Two mothers walked out of the concubine's mother, and the two little maids came to Xia Ningmeng in small steps and knelt down and said, "I welcome the eldest lady back home."

Xia Ningmeng was not used to the servant kneeled as soon as she saw the master. She glanced at Mei Xiang, and Mei Xiang asked arrogantly: "The lady's house is cleaned up, right?"

"I've packed it up, please come back with my grandma."

Xia Ningmeng raised her foot into the door, and her concubine's mother and others followed her into the door.

As soon as she entered the house, the woman brought hot water to serve her to wash. Xia Ningmeng said, "You guys go out, I'll do it myself."

The old lady was slightly stunned. She heard it right? The eldest lady washed her face by herself? Could she not trust herself? She felt that she was the wife?
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