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Chapter 417

The next morning, Jiang Zuiyao fell asleep and waited for someone to get up and sit in front of the dressing table to comb his hair. When asked, he found out that Shao Wanjun and Huo Yuchu had returned to their house at dawn and didn't even have breakfast in the mansion.

After combing his hair and eating his fill, Jiang Zuiyao went to Chu Yi's house.

The little girl had just learned to walk and ran around the house with her staggering steps. She staggered and fell down without any pain. She helped her up and continued running. Xiyun followed her with her hands, protecting her, for fear of falling.

Jiang Zuiyao walked in and called out: "Chu Yi."

Chu Yi turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw Jiang Zuiyao, he shouted: "Drum...drum..."

Jiang Zuiyao didn't react and looked at Chu Yi in a daze. Xiyun explained with a smile: "The days when my master came back a while ago, I played rattle with the lady for a day. The lady has a good memory."

Jiang Zuiyao couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled. Xiyun hugged Chu Yi and came to Jiang Zuiyao, and said softly: "Miss, this is your mother."

The word "mother" is still unfamiliar to Chu Yi, who just turned two years old and just talked about it. He blinked his cute big eyes and felt a little at a loss.

Jiang Zuiyao had injuries on her body, so she couldn't squat down or hug her. She fell down and let Xiyun hold her in her arms. She took Chu Yi's hand and said, "Chu Yi, I am your mother, call me mother."

Jiang Zuiyao looked at Chu Yi with anticipation, but Chu Yi was a little hesitant, and Xiyun encouraged: "Miss, call me, mom, this is your mother."

The person Chu Yi has seen the most since childhood is Xiyun. It can be said that she trusts Xiyun more than Jiang Zuiyao, so with Xiyun's encouragement, Chu Yi spoke tenderly: "Mom..."

This call made Jiang Zuiyao excited, and couldn't hide her laughter, and tightened Chu Yi's little hand: "Good boy, my good boy."

She seemed to take Chu Yi and hold it in her arms and caress it for a while, but her body was not strong enough and could only look at Chu Yi and smile foolishly.

Ling Hui, who was standing beside him, was very happy to see it, "Look at how happy the young lady is. I have never seen the young lady smile so happily."

Xiyun replied: "That's natural. The lady calls her master's mother, so of course she is happy."

Shao Chuyi was not around since she was less than one year old to two years old. She asked, "When did Chu Yi start talking?"

Xiyun thought for a while and replied, "It should be more than one and a half years old. That day, the lady carried the lady out. When the lady saw the lantern hanging outside, she said it was a lamp. Since then, the lady has pointed at the lamp when she saw everything, and she is so cute."

Jiang Zuiyao pursed her lips and smiled. She couldn't catch up with such a good scene. She couldn't help but sigh for a while, holding Chu Yi's little hand and said, "Chu Yi, from now on, my mother will never leave you again. She will always be with you and protect you."

The little Chu Yi still couldn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence, so he just blinked his eyes and looked at Jiang Zuiyao in a daze.

At this time, a servant walked in and said, "Madam, the Shangshu Mansion has sent someone here."

When Jiang Zuiyao heard this, he was puzzled and said, "Shangshu Mansion? What are the people coming to do?"

The servant shook his head: "The one who came was a maid, and he just said that he was sending some things to him, and he didn't know what it was."

Jiang Zuiyao got up and walked out, and saw a servant in her forties wearing a jacket and skirt, with some identity. There were seven or eight maids and servants standing behind her, and they were not free to start.

Jiang Zuiyao didn't understand the affairs of the Shangshu Mansion. She began to recall the original owner's memory, but after much time, she still couldn't remember who this person was.

After going down the steps, the maid quickly walked up with a smile and said, "I have seen my wife."

Jiang Zuiyao asked, "What are you?"

The maid was stunned at first, but unexpectedly, Jiang Zuiyao forgot her, and then smiled and said, "I am Aunt Zhao's personal slave Huaian. Madam forgot me?"

Huaian Jiang Zuiyao can't remember this, but Aunt Zhao knows who it is. That is Jiang Ningyao's mother.

Jiang Zuiyao was unhappy from the bottom of her heart, but she did not reveal it on her face and asked, "What are you here to do?"

Huaian gave up and revealed the servant following behind, and smiled and said, "Mrs. Zhao knew that Mrs. Zhao was back and was raising her body without disturbing her, so she specially asked her to send some of the needs of spring life. These were all specially selected by Mrs. Zhao for you, and they were all good things."

Jiang Zuiyao gave Xiyun a cold face. Xiyun walked up to look at her. She also saw that Jiang Zuiyao was unhappy and said unhappy: "These things can't be used by our Shao family. How can we use them for the master? Just talk about this cloth, go and see the master's wardrobe. There is no such thing as Hualuo. The master wears Guangling Shu brocade on weekdays."

Linghui also came forward to join in the fun, opened a brocade box and snorted coldly, and said in a strange voice: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

After the words of Xiyun and Linghui, Huaian's face was completely unconscious.

Jiang Zuiyao said, "Since it is Aunt Zhao's intention, please accept it. Although I can't use it on weekdays, it's good for you two to use it."

Xiyun responded and quickly asked the servant to come and take the things and send them to the warehouse. He also shouted loudly: "Don't put such things together with precious items, so as not to get confused. Just put them at the door."

Huaian stood there with a look of unhappiness.

Jiang Zuiyao also saw it and stepped forward and smiled, "Don't be too worried. After all, the Shao family is rich and I am the eldest young lady born in the legitimate family. I have never seen such a thing since I got married into the house."

Of course, Jiang Zuiyao said this on purpose. Huaian was angry, but he had to smile and said, "What the eldest young lady said is that your current daughter-in-law and the good things in the Shangshu Mansion are not in your eyes."

Jiang Zuiyao glanced disdainfully and pulled out the golden hairpin on Linghui's head. It was what she once praised her. She said, "You have been a servant for many years. The wife is the wife, and the aunt is the wife. Don't call it the wrong name in the future. She is worthy of being a wife? Humph! Please come and give it to you, and you will reward you with this golden hairpin. Use it for some money and buy some tea for your people."

Huaian was stunned and did not raise his hand to answer.

Jiang Zuiyao said again: "What? Didn't you like?"

Huaian shook his head: "I don't dare, but I don't deserve it if I have such a precious golden hairpin."

Jiang Zuiyao stuffed it into Huaian's arms toughly and said lightly: "It's okay, this is just an item of my personal maid. If you hold it, it's worthless."

Such a generous tone made Huaian even more unhappy. The reward was so angry that he could not stay there. He held back his anger and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Young Master, I won't disturb Mrs. Young Master, I will leave."

Huaian took the people out of the courtyard, and Ling Hui said with qi: "Master's move is so high. It's like Huaian's face turned green."

Jiang Zuiyao held Ling Hui's hand and walked into the room, saying disdainfully: "I just want her to know that no matter how good the Shangshu Mansion is, it is worthless to me. Let her go back and talk to Aunt Zhao, and don't make trouble for me in the future."
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