A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Her arrogant little appearance made people angry.

Pei Zhenyuan was so furious his voice shook. “Look at yourself! How are you the head daughter-in-law? Get lost, get out of here!” He surveyed his surroundings. “Are you all dead? Get rid of her!”

Xia Ling sneered a little. She looked down and played with her fingers.

Pei Ziheng was standing by her side, with him there, who would dare to move her? Sure enough, none of the surrounding family members dared to move. Whether they admitted it or not, she was the wife of the patriarch, and was pregnant with the eldest son of their patriarch, so who would dare risk their lives and touch her?

Pei Zhenyuan was absolutely furious, but there was nothing he could do. He knew that his authority was long gone, he had been defeated in the bloody battle with Pei Ziheng not long ago. The cronies around him had been cleaned and gotten rid of, and he had become an unmanned and useless commander. How could he possibly touch Pei Ziheng?

And not to mention Pei Ziheng…

He couldn’t even move Xia Ling this little woman!

Pei Zhenyuan glared resentfully at Xia Ling, still unwilling to let her do as she wished. He held the genealogy record and refused to let go. He said to Pei Ziheng, “I will never let her board the genealogy!”

Pei Ziheng’s expression darkened. He took three incense sticks from a few cases of sandalwood on the side and lit it with candlelight. He carefully bowed at the ancestral tablets a few times before sticking the incense in the case. “Whether you like it or not,” He turned and looked at Pei Zhenyuan, his voice slow. “Xiao Ling is the daughter-in-law of the Pei family now. This is an unchangeable fact.”

This time, Pei Zhenyuan was so angry he was going to have high blood pressure. He shook his head and said, “I don’t agree! The genealogy is here with me, what can you do? Don’t tell me you’re going to snatch it away from me!”

Pei Ziheng’s eyebrows sank and he steadily walked over. It seemed that he really intended to snatch the book.

“Ziheng!” Xia Ling quickly stopped him. After all, he was still family. She didn’t want to make the relationship too stiff. If Pei Ziheng really snatched it from him, the scene would become awkward and embarrassing. She turned her head and looked at Pei Zhenyuan. “Great Uncle, since your power is already gone, just stop struggling. What’s wrong with letting me on the genealogical record? I’m so beautiful and will be able to give the Pei family a few beautiful sons and daughters in the future. It’ll be so useful for our family.”

Pei Ziheng: “…” What was this little girl thinking in her head?

In the ancestral hall, Pei Jingyu and the onlookers were speechless. This girl was really, how were her words anything like that of a matriarch? It was clear that she had not been through any relevant teaching.

Look, Pei Zhenyuan was going to explode in anger.

Pei Zhenyuan was really mad. “You are a vixen! A scum! A bearer of ill luck!”

Xia Ling was not happy. She had tried to reason with him, but why was he scolding her instead? She had never been a good-tempered child, and at this time, she couldn’t help herself and said proudly, “Look, this is life. It’s my life to marry into the Pei family. It is also your life to accept me. I am the matriarch, the wife of the patriarch!”

She was born with a beauty that could enchant people just like that. But with her many years of popularity in the entertainment industry as the biggest superstar, she was still charismatic when she got angry. In heaven and in the realm, she held supremacy. Standing behind Pei Ziheng, her charisma was not weaker than the majestic man.

They were compatible.

The minds of many members of the Pei family were complicated. Suddenly, they thought that this young matriarch might not be as bad as they had originally thought. Many women could not stand on equal grounds with Pei Ziheng. Maybe… maybe she could really bear the burdens of being the matriarch?

But Pei Zhenyuan didn’t think so. He had already lost his logic out of madness. He hollered. “You don’t deserve it!”

“You don’t have the final say about whether or not I deserve it!” Xia Ling glared at him. How could this old man be so stubborn!

“You just don’t deserve it!”

“I deserve it!”

“You don’t deserve it!”

“I deserve it!”

The unhealthy dialogue was so overwhelming that the onlookers broke into a cold sweat and looked between the unhappy old and young. Many people thought in their hearts, the genealogy was such a serious matter, how could they turn it into such a scene? Everyone exchanged glances and also looked secretly at Pei Ziheng. They pondered over whether they should step up and persuade them to stop arguing.

In fact, for many of them, even if they didn’t want Xia Ling to be their matriarch due to her ordinary background, but since the patriarch liked her and wanted to marry her into the family, they could only accept it. Anyway, as Xia Ling had said, at least she was beautiful. In the future, she’d give birth to handsome boys and beautiful girls. Whether it was to lead Imperial Entertainment to serve the public or to marry someone as a joint marriage, it wouldn’t be too bad.

Only the old stubborn Pei Zhenyuan purposely rebelled even though he knew perfectly well that he shouldn’t.

Pei Ziheng looked at Xia Ling gently. He didn’t know where this girl got the spirit from to quarrel so energetically with someone. She was almost ready to give birth, but she was still jumping around and full of energy. The child was sure to be very healthy when he was born.

He was distracted by his thoughts when suddenly, he saw Xia Ling clutch her stomach with an “Ouch!”

Shocked, he hurriedly came forward to help her. “Xiao Ling, what happened to you?”

Xia Ling’s face was pale, and her previous splendor was gone. She stammered. “I… I think it’s time…” Calculating the expected date of birth, there was still half a month, could it be that it had come in advance because she had been too emotional?

She regretted her decision. If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have fought with Pei Zhenyuan. It was so painful…

Pei Ziheng’s expression changed and he helped her out. “I’ll send you to the hospital.”

Xia Ling said, “Wait!” She reluctantly pointed out Pei Zhenyuan. “Give me the genealogy, I want to be on the genealogy!”

The people watching the scene all exchanged glances. She was facing an emergency and yet still cared about that? Even Pei Ziheng didn’t know what to say. This silly girl usually wasn’t calculative, but when she was, she really bet her life on it.

He appeased her. “Go to the hospital first.”

Xia Ling clung onto his sleeves and refused to go. “I want to be on the genealogy first!… Ouch, it hurts!”

Her forehead broke out in a sweat and she twisted about in pain. She looked at Pei Zhenyuan in a daze, as if she had murderous intentions towards him. Pei Zhenyuan was shocked. He didn’t expect this girl to be so indomitable. If he didn’t give the genealogy to her today, would she really give birth to the child in the temple?

But he still instinctively held onto the genealogy. “You wish!”

Xia Ling endured her stomachache and cried on the sleeve of Pei Ziheng. “Tell him to give it to me!”

Pei Ziheng was at a loss and knew he couldn’t get rid of her for a while, so he could only say to Pei Zhenyuan, “Great Uncle, bring the genealogy. I’m the patriarch, this is an order.”

“Don’t try to give me an order!” Pei Zhenyuan glared at him.

“Are you resisting my order?”

Pei Zhenyuan didn’t speak. Even if he had a thousand reasons, as long as he defied the patriarch’s orders, he would be in the wrong. Did he really have to hand over the genealogy? He didn’t want to!

How could this generation’s head daughter-in-law be an orphan from such a lowly background?

Pei Ziheng’s voice was gentle, but it held a hidden suppression. “Xiao Ling is pregnant with the Pei family’s great-grandson. If she’s mad at you and anything happens to the baby, you won’t be able to explain yourself to the ancestors when you die. Furthermore, you wouldn’t want anything to happen to your great-grandson, would you?”

Pei Zhenyuan hesitated.

To tell the truth, even if he found Xia Ling unpleasant to the eye, and had even sent someone to murder the child in her stomach, now that things had reached this point, it was impossible to say that he was not anticipating the birth of the child. Looking at Xia Ling, who was in so much pain she could barely stand still, and Pei Ziheng’s determined expression, Pei Zhenyuan knew that his authority was gone and threw the genealogy on the table fiercely. “Take it!”

Pei Ziheng opened the genealogy, picked up the brush and added Xia Ling’s name.

The words “The 67th Generation of the Pei Family’s Wife is Xia Ling” were on the book beside his name, and the calligraphy was beautiful, faintly telling the story of a pair of heavenly creations.