Chapter 47

A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves. For the Yanping Marquis Mansion, the news that the old man was about to come back was the big stone that broke the peace in the mansion for many years.

The husband was unable to win over, and Qin returned to his Weifang Garden in great disappointment.

Before she got married, she was a beloved girl in the Duke's Mansion. She brought her dowry that she had never used for several lifetimes. In addition to pleasing her mother-in-law and giving her a few good things, Qin still held a lot of silver notes in her hand. She has always been luxurious, and she is dressed magnificently inside and outside, but no matter how beautiful she looks, her husband did not spend an extra night because of the comfort here.

Qin leaned on the couch with a depressed expression, holding an exquisite diorama in his hand. This is a good thing given by the palace. It is much clearer than the bronze mirror. Even the slender hair on his face can be reflected. Qin stared at the beauty in the mirror, his fingers slowly moved down from his forehead, and his eyebrows were as dark as white as cream. At the age of twenty-six, she looked as if she had not changed much from her sixteen years old, and she would always be full of beauty at every banquet. What was Ning Lanrong who was remembered by her husband and could not completely forget her? No matter how beautiful she looked, could she compare to herself?

Is her son coming back?

Qin put down the mirror, leaned on the pillow, and tried to recall Zhao Chen's appearance. He was nine years old when he left home. It has been nearly nine years since she has been unable to remember her appearance. She only remembered that Zhao Chen had a very similar child to her husband. Every time she saw him, she would be jealous and could not wait to give birth to a legitimate son who looked more like his husband than him. Moreover, her legitimate son is the real legitimate son of the marquis's mansion. She wanted her son to inherit her husband's title.

After giving birth to Han'er, she tried hard to seize the position of prince for him. She was also the Marquis, and her status was much higher than that of Ning's family. Why couldn't her legitimate son be the prince? Zhao Chen was not dead, but she was slapped by her husband. But so what? Zhao Chen's position of prince was gone. The late emperor personally issued an edict. Even if Zhao Chen came back now, he would be just a useless person raised in the countryside. Even his wife was married in a small countryside. You can imagine how he could compare with Han'er who was carefully educated?

Thinking of her husband's love for her son, Qin couldn't help but smile. Now that her husband has revenge, there is no more gap between him and her, he valued her son again. As long as Zhao Chen can't win his heart, as long as his son says something good about her in front of her husband, as long as her husband comes to her again, she serves him carefully and untie the knots of the past years, and her life will get better and better.

"Ziying, please stare carefully these two days and see which yard the Marquis is going to let the old man and his wife live in." Qin ordered in a brisk tone, "The uncle has lived outside for so many years and it is rare to come back. As my stepmother, I have to prepare the gifts well."

Ziying looked at the charming woman on the couch and asked in a low voice: "Madam, what gift have you thought of?"

Qin nodded with a smile, but did not say what it was.

Ziying didn't dare to ask again, turned around and retreated, and then her eyebrows gathered up as soon as she went out. The wife was obsessed with the Marquis and couldn't see clearly. The servants all understood that the Marquis had never seen the wife in sight. This time the old man came back, did the wife want to do something bad? That's true, she must persuade her. The wife's wet nurse, Madam Li, was beaten to death by Madam Li, who was relying on the support of the Duke's Mansion to frame the wife for advice. She didn't want to follow in Madam Li's footsteps.

After Zhao Qing and his sister came out of the side hall, there was a section on the same road. Except for two people who were lying lanterns in front, the maids and servants followed behind and asked the three masters to speak well.

Zhao Yi was still following Zhao Qing's left and asked him curiously: "Second brother, does the eldest brother look like his father? Is it easy for others to get along with?" The two brothers in the family followed his father's eyes, but the second brother was gentle and less cold and heroic in his father's body. The third brother was young and old, but he was so calm that he looked more interesting.

Zhao Han did not look tilted, but he focused his attention and sounded.

Zhao Qing smiled slightly: "The second brother really can't remember it very clearly. When my elder brother moved out, I was not as old as you. How could I remember it? But just like what I told my father just now, my elder brother was willing to take me to play when he was a child, so he must be very kind. Our brother respected him, and my elder brother would take care of us, and my sister could also talk to my elder sister to relieve her boredom."

"Well, I don't know what my sister-in-law looks like, I really want to see it quickly." Zhao Yi said happily. She is a concubine daughter. No matter how good she lives in the Marquis's house, she will be neglected when she goes out. Besides, every time Qin takes her out reluctantly, and she is not very willing to go out. She has no sisters at home. If the eldest sister-in-law is kind, she will have a companion.

Zhao Han also smiled, but a trace of worry flashed deep in his eyes. He had known the grudges between the elder brother and his mother and grandfather for a long time. The elder brother might be kind to his second brother and sister, but he might have grudges in his heart, and he didn't know if it was too late to make up for it now.

As soon as he reached the intersection, Zhao Qing touched Zhao Yi's head and told the maid behind him to take good care of the girl's way, so he went to the other side with Zhao Han. The other party clearly distinguished the legitimate and illegitimate family, but his father arranged him and his third brother to live in the same yard and taught them together. Zhao Qing had no opinion on this, as for his third brother...

Zhao Qing looked sideways. The third brother beside him was wearing a royal blue round neck robe, with a calm face and a phoenix eyes drooping, not knowing what he was thinking.

Compared with Qin, this third brother is much more stable. He is less than ten years old and has already become cunning.

What did the elder brother look like when he was nine years old?

Of course Zhao Qing remembers it.

The legitimate mother died early and her father married her. The eldest brother seemed to have changed. There was no smile on his face and only gloomy eyes. Everyone was filled with hatred. Only in front of him did the elder brother feel that both of them were children and had nothing to be prepared for, so he showed sadness and sorrow on his face. He was embarrassed and dared not say anything, so he sat with his elder brother. Later, Qin wanted to harm his elder brother and took him along. He was there when the elder brother fell into the water. In the eyes of outsiders, he also pushed his elder brother into the water. The two brothers fell seriously ill together. Just when Zhao Qing thought his elder brother would never play with him again, the elder brother apologized to him, saying that he had implicated him. Zhao Qing remembered that he cried.

He has his own mother, but his mother is just an aunt. Except for the 15th day of the month, he can go over and take a look, and his father does not allow him to see his aunt.

He had two legitimate mothers, and no one had ever seen him in person. Ning was not concerned about it, and Qin was not interested.

For the six-year-old mansion, except for his noble father, only his elder brother is sincerely good to him.

The eldest brother believed him, and he cried a lot.

Shortly after he was sick, the eldest brother was leaving. Before leaving, he said to him expressionlessly that as long as he treats him as his eldest brother, they will always be brothers.

After so many years, the child had grown up. I wonder if my elder brother remembered such a light sentence. Zhao Qing remembered it, but people's hearts were easy to change. He didn't know what Zhao Chen had become now. He only knew that if he was willing to play with his sister brother, he would be happy to accompany him.

As for the third brother, let’s see his luck.

On the canal, before dawn, the boatmen had eaten early, and they were refreshed and untied the cables and continued rowing.

There was another sound of paddling paddles in the rushing water.

Today, Jin Mo was on duty and came to take over the night watch. Lu Yun had just folded the quilt and pointed inside and whispered: "Young grandma hasn't gotten up yet."

Jin Mo nodded and smiled and picked up the curtains for her.

When Luyun left, Jinmo looked at the small compartment, picked up the handkerchief and wiped it gently.

The entire ship was divided into three tents, the boatmen lived in front, the maids and servants lived in the back, and hot water and food were also prepared behind. The tents where the masters lived were the most spacious, with a partition in the middle divided into two rows of left and right, each row of three compartments. The outside was a small living room, inside was the place where the master was placed, and there was a small tribute room at the bottom.

After wiping, Jin Mo washed his hands and went out to pour water directly into the river. When he came in, he heard that there was no movement inside, so he sat on the couch, leaning against the wall, preparing to take a nap for a while. Several of the maids slept in a large bunk bed, next to Cuiyu last night. The little girl was not honest in sleeping, which made her wake up from the cold in the middle of the night. She couldn't sleep well even after snatching the quilt.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a little movement, as if something hit the boat board. Jin Mo was frightened and sat upright, rubbed his eyes and listened with his ears. He could not hear anything except the familiar sound of running water.

Aji's heart was almost jumping out of her body.

Yesterday she knew that the sound insulation in the tent was too poor, and the mother-in-law next door spoke softly to the maid and they could hear it. Therefore, she didn't dare to mess with Zhao Chen at all at night. Zhao Chen was in a proper manner last night, and she thought he knew to avoid it. Unexpectedly, when he woke up in a daze, Zhao Chen was actually taking off her pants!

Aji stopped him twice but failed. He realized that he wanted to hide, but was pressed back and hit the bed board. He made a muffled sound. Perhaps because of guilt, Aji was worried and did not dare to move. He could only hold his pants tightly and beg Zhao Chen to go down with his eyes. He was about to get up. How could he think about that at this time? Didn’t he agree to give it to him again tonight? She hasn’t washed her clothes yet, who knew if she had completely left her menstruation last night?

Zhao Chen's heartbeat will only be faster than his wife.

He kept breathing carefully and took off his wife's pants without any refusal. In this situation, he didn't have to do anything and she dared not struggle. He could only use his moist eyes to beg him and blame him. The more she begged Zhao Chen, the more urgent she was. He reached out to look, smiled with satisfaction, and handed it to her, lowered his head and said softly in her ear: "Look, it's completely gone..." Last night she went inside to change the washing, and he glanced inadvertently. The things she had changed were clean, obviously it was OK. Now that he has confirmed, how can he bear it?

He didn't know how he survived so many days.

Regardless of her blushing, Zhao Chen put his hand back into the quilt. She trembled all over and wanted to speak, but she finally covered her mouth and let him go. The mother lived next door, and Zhao Chen didn't dare to ask her in the morning, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I'll explore your background and attack the city again at night."

His voice was slightly gasping, and the deep phoenix's eyes were filled with longing and joking smiles, and occasionally a hint of surprise and surprise flashed, and each expression changed with the movement of his fingertips. Aji was ashamed to look at him, holding on to the thick sheet, biting her lips to prevent herself from making a sound.

Slowly, she heard a slight sound that was different from the flowing river outside, and heard the man's breathing more and more urgently. When Zhao Chen moved his hand away and changed to the young general who was not unfamiliar with her, Aji finally couldn't help it anymore, grabbed his shoulder and stopped him from continuing, and was so anxious that he almost cried.

The pain on the shoulder made reason return. Zhao Chen stopped, stared at her tightly, and took a bite on her shoulder to vent the pain of being tortured by her. Then he went down and hugged the person and buried it in her long hair to calm down. "Now I listen to you. At night, you are not allowed to say a word at night, you can only listen to me, Aji, have you remembered? You have to listen to me to everything tonight..."

Aji pulled the quilt and covered her face, not wanting to say anything.

He hugged him quietly. When Ning's movement came from next door, Zhao Chen reluctantly let go of Aji, without hesitation, and directly lifted the quilt and stood on the board, dressing slowly. When Aji pulled the quilt back, he accidentally looked over there. Zhao Chen was just halfway up with his pants. When he saw her looking over, he deliberately stopped, and he was extremely rogue.

Aji quickly turned over, hid under the quilt and quietly lifted her trousers up.

When she was wearing a coat, Zhao Chen helped her with her own eyes, with a faint look. Thinking of her intimacy just now, Aji lowered her head with a red face and dodged her eyes. She looked at the low couch on the left and the window covered by a cotton curtain on the right. She looked at the quilt and fell on the mattress sheet exposed because the quilt was open. There was a piece that was obviously darker in color at the bottom of the mattress sheet...

Aji suddenly thought of the strange sound of water and suddenly blushed.

When Zhao Chen saw it, he followed his wife's gaze. The young general was ready to move. He hurriedly looked away and forced himself not to think about the moment of beauty, and strode out of the house. Aji stood there for a while, and quickly folded the quilt before the maid came in to clean up, so as not to be discovered. After finishing her work, she walked around the house in a hurry, not wanting to meet Zhao Chen, but Zhao Chen urged her out outside.

Knowing that the man was waiting for her to serve him to wash, Aji pulled up the curtains and blew the wind for a while, and made sure that his face was not that hot, so he pretended to be calm and walked out.

The little maid had prepared the hot water for the two of them to wash. Zhao Chen stood in front of the shelf and faced the door of the inner room. Jin Mo stood near the outer door with his head slightly lowered his head, without looking sideways. The young master is a rare good husband. At present, he only has the young grandma in his eyes. Except for the young grandma, she has a cold face to others. She should behave properly. She stood firm next to the young grandma and became the young grandma's confidant whom she relied on. She will adapt to the situation in the future.

The couple finished washing one after another and went to Ning's place to pay their respects.

In winter, the cold wind was even stronger on the river. In addition to occasionally walking outside for breathable, the three of them sat in the boat tent chatting and talking. The main reason was that Zhao Chen talked about interesting stories about places in various places. Aji and his wife listened with a smile. After using two bowls of tea in a row, Zhao Chen looked at the two women in front of him and joked: "Now I have become a storyteller. I wonder how much reward the two ladies are going to give?"

Aji couldn't help laughing. Ning's face had not changed much. He asked Aji in a controversial tone: "How much do you think you should give me?"

Zhao Chen also looked at his wife, with bright eyes and implicit pride, as if he was sure that he would receive a lot of rewards.

My mother-in-law was having a fuss with her, so Aji thought about it carefully and looked at Zhao Chen pickyly: "Others talk about it and the ups and downs are fascinating, but you can say whatever you want. Your tone is plain and boring, and you don't want to sit down without any respect. Mom, I think we will give him a tael of silver and work hard money, so I'll send him away quickly." After being together for so long, Aji has long lost the cramping he used to at the beginning, especially Ning, who treats her like her biological daughter, and Aji also regards her as her mother.

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows to look at her. He tried so hard to please her that she only gave her a tael of silver. She was so brave.

Aji pretended not to see the deep meaning in the man's eyes clearly, and turned his head to look at his mother-in-law.

Ning shook his head, "Not good, this guy is so angry that he will peek at you again and again, and call someone to throw it into the river and let him learn a lesson."

A word made the young couple laugh. Zhao Chen was so thick-skinned that he only looked at Aji and smiled. Aji called out to his mother in shame, lowering his head without saying a word.

There was a daughter-in-law around him, and there was a lot of fun. Ning Shi was in a good mood and asked Wen Mei to bring the chessboard. She sat next to her and gave the place to the two of them: "Some people think they are tired of speaking, so let's play chess. Aji, you compete with him for two games. He lost at noon. Let's have a meal, let's go to the back and eat with the people."

Zhao Chen immediately sat down on the side of the low table, looked at Aji and asked, "What if I win?"

Ning smiled and raised her chin at Aji: "If you win, you will ask your wife for reward. She will give you whatever she wants."

Aji learned to play Go after entering the Zhao family, so she could not compare with Zhao Chen. She immediately declined and said, "Mom, you should play with him, I'll watch from the side."

"Just let's compete, my mother's chess skills are so superb. I have never beaten her. I can try it with you." Zhao Chen rushed to say.

Aji didn't know whether what he said was true or not, so he insisted on asking Ning to sit over. Ning just wanted to watch the fun. No matter how Aji persuaded him, Zhao Chen was still urging him. Aji had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him.

She was very serious in everything she did. After picking up the chess piece, she quickly forgot who the person on the other side was. She forgot the most embarrassing thing that the two of them had done early in the morning. She only focused on the chessboard and thought about every move. She started to deal with it. After a long time, she made a move slower and slower. After two moves, she suddenly realized that she had made a mistake and Zhao Chen could end the chess game. Aji suddenly raised her heart and looked at her husband nervously. She saw his right index finger and middle finger turned the black piece to play with it. Her eyes slowly swept across the entire chessboard. Suddenly, the corner of her mouth raised, glanced at her proudly, and then landed the chess piece in another place when she decided that she would lose.

Aji quickly blocked his blind spots and couldn't help laughing, laughing at himself for being lucky, laughing at Zhao Chensha, and only pretending to scare people.

But after three consecutive escapes, Aji suddenly realized something was wrong. Luo Wanzi looked up and met the man's doting smile that had no time to put away, as if an adult was coaxing a child. She couldn't help but look at Ning again. Seeing that this simple daughter-in-law finally discovered it, Ning knew that she was thin and was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so she hurriedly said, "Come on, Aji sit here and watch, see how mother beat him. If you look back, you are skilled, he can't let you go."

She moved to this side, and Aji couldn't help but go in and gave her a place for her mother-in-law.

In order to divert his wife's mind, Zhao Chen replied while taking over the child: "Mom, I originally wanted to give in to you, but if you say this, don't blame your son for being rude."

"I don't have to be polite either." Ning picked up Bai Zi skillfully and said to him: "Let you go first."

Zhao Chen was not polite and made a move.

The mother and son really did not allow each other. Ning wanted to avenge his daughter-in-law, and Zhao Chen wanted to show his strength in front of his wife, so he naturally put a lot of effort into the chessboard. Aji's head was no longer enough, and she was staring at the chessboard. Often, she was still thinking about her mother-in-law's chess path. Her husband over there had already made a quick move, just like a battlefield fighting, chasing her step by step.

After playing the whole day, the mother and son kept playing chess. In the last game, Aji wanted to get on the ground. When she got up, she couldn't fall behind because she had been sitting for too long. Zhao Chen glanced unintentionally, and this glance brought her thoughts elsewhere and soon lost the game.

Ning despised his son in his heart. He has been married for so long and is still so useless.

Aji didn't know anything. After coming back, he heard that Zhao Chen lost, and he felt quite proud. However, her eyebrows were not raised for too long. After dinner, she stepped into the inner room and was hugged in her arms and blocked her mouth. Aji's eyebrows fell down and her heart rose.

He was like a fire, making her feel nervous.

The gentle voice of Ning's order to pour tea from the plum blossoms came from next door. Aji couldn't help but hold the man's hand, wanting him to do it later. How could Zhao Chen bear it? Before marrying her, by the river and in the carriage that day, he had the idea of ​​asking her, especially for more than a month after marriage, he spent every day like a year, struggling between whether to and whether to do it.

But he let her go.

Aji's legs were weak and did not dare to stay on the couch. She barely walked to the chair to sit down, closed her eyes and turned her head to breathe. There was a slight movement around her. She covered her chest and looked at her, and saw Zhao Chen spread the thick three-layer mattress and the quilt on the boat board. She was shocked and couldn't speak. Zhao Chen lowered his head to work hard on his own. After he was ready, he looked up at her with a burning gaze.
To be continued...