Chapter 51

It was dark at dusk, and Aji followed Zhao to get out of the car.

Knowing that someone would definitely greet her at the door, she took off her hat. Returning to the Marquis' Mansion was different from staying in the inn outside. They were all family members, so what should I cover up?

After standing firmly, Aji couldn't help looking at her mother-in-law behind her. From now on, she could only call her "mother" privately. She had just helped her get out of the car. A white skirt was exposed under the cloak with big red orchid leaves, and her slim figure was covered, but she stood there quietly, even though her head covered her hat, it still made people unable to take her eyes off.

Aji looked at Ning until she nodded slightly to her, as if telling her not to worry, Aji felt relieved. She turned around and walked towards the main gate of the Marquis' Mansion.

Then she saw Qin.

Aji was stunned.

Although she didn't want to, when she really saw someone, Aji had to admit that in terms of appearance, Qin's family was slightly better than Ning's family.

Perhaps there is no comparison. These two women are not the same type of people at all. They are like orchids and peonies. Those who like orchids certainly praise the nobleness and secludedness of orchids, while those who love peonies also like the gracefulness and luxury of peonies.

She stared at the other person blankly.

She was about the same age as her aunt Xiao Liu, tall, wearing a big red peony-embellished cloak, and covered with a fox-haired cloak. A lantern was lit in front of the Marquis' door. The light made her skin whiter than snow, and her willow leaves curled eyebrows like a crescent moon. She glanced at them, and then withdrew her gaze. There was a kind of innate arrogance and disdain in the flow of eyes, but when her eyes fell on Zhao Yunting, it immediately softened, three-point hope, three-point infatuation, four-point shyness, and the uncovered daughter's style...

Aji's heart tightened. Qin's family's national beauty was so beautiful, and his father-in-law had never moved him?

She looked at Zhao Yunting nervously.

Zhao Yunting also looked at the couple and said expressionlessly: "Come here, Chengyuan, you haven't returned for many years, see if you still recognize your second brother." He did not look at Qin or Ning, and he was cold and majestic, as if he didn't know the love between children.

Aji felt unfamiliar with Yanping Hou. He was not like the man on the road who could look at his lover and was not like the father-in-law who tasted a few dumplings on the dinner table.

Don’t express your thoughts easily in front of others?

Does anyone in a wealthy mansion have to learn this ability?

Silently retracted her gaze, Aji followed Zhao Chen and she could only watch the grudges between her parents-in-law, and she still had her way to go.

When he arrived beside Zhao Yunting, he stopped. A handsome young man in front walked forward and smiled and said to Zhao Chen: "Brother."

Aji took a look and lowered his eyes. Zhao Chen looked at the young boy in front of him carefully. The scene of the two brothers playing when they were young flashed in his mind. He smiled and patted Zhao Qing on the shoulder and said, "I haven't seen each other for many years, my second brother has grown so tall."

He smiled politely, but his smile was not in his eyes. After all, he met again after a long time, and no one could tell whether the other party was still the same person as before. Zhao Qing was not dissatisfied with his brother's alienation, so he looked up slightly. He grew taller, his elder brother was almost the same as his father, and even his elegance was somewhat similar, except that his father was as majestic as a rock on the top of a cliff, and his elder brother was as cold as ice, and a coldness came from his bones.

Apart from his appearance, Zhao Qing could not find any childhood shadow in this man.

I don’t know how my brother got through these years. Fortunately, just looking at his demeanor, he is not as depressed as the rumors say.

Zhao Qing smiled gently, and his eyes turned to the beautiful woman beside his brother. After seeing her appearance, he kept a polite look away and called "Sister-in-law".

Knowing that this second brother was only one year younger than him, Aji didn't look at him much, he lowered his eyes and replied "Second Brother".

Zhao Qing retreated to the side and gave the position to his younger brother and sister behind him. Zhao Han clenched his fists and let go, and stepped forward a few steps forward with a sincere smile in Feng's eyes, "Brother, I..."

"San Master, don't be polite." Zhao Chen held Aji to avoid his courtesy, ignored Zhao Yunting's long eyebrows and frowned slightly, and ignored Qin Shi's sudden tense face, and said calmly: "I, Zhao Chen, don't have your younger brother, you don't have to call my elder brother. I only said this once. I heard that the third master was smart since childhood, and he will definitely know how to act in the future, so as to avoid those unnecessary polite conspiracies."

His voice was not low, and the servants who came out to greet him heard it. They lowered their heads and exchanged glances with each other, and their hearts were full of twists and turns. The legitimate son, the legitimate son, is probably the only eldest son in the Marquis' Mansion from beginning to end? Even though I have been away from Beijing for many years, now, just one appearance is enough to make people see the situation in the mansion in the future.

Qin wanted to scold Zhao Chen, but was so scared by Zhao Yunting that he didn't dare to move, so he just clenched the handkerchief in his hand with hatred.

No matter how sensible Zhao Han is, he is still a half-aged child after all. After hearing Zhao Chen's face of being so straightforward and drawing a clear line with him, his handsome face, who was five points like Zhao Chen, suddenly turned pale and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Yunting.

Zhao Yunting sighed in his heart, waved his hand at him, called his daughter who was a little nervous due to this sudden change to his side, touched her head, pointed to her eldest son and wife, "Yi'er, this is your eldest brother and sister-in-law."

Zhao Yi wore a pink cloak, with a simple bun tied up on his head, and a crabapple bead flower on each side. A pair of watery apricot kernel eyes glanced at Zhao Chen with some timidity. The elder brother was also unconfidant, but when he faced Aji, the tension in his eyes turned into a tentative closeness. "Yi'er has met his sister-in-law, and his sister-in-law has worked hard all the way."

Zhao Chen advised Aji of the three children of the Hou Mansion, but Zhao Han ignored her. Zhao Qing and Zhao Yi could get along with each other as younger brothers and sisters first. After they met for a long time, they decided whether to have a close relationship based on their temperament.

So Aji smiled at the little girl, "Yi'er is so beautiful. My sister-in-law has prepared a gift for you. I'll give it to you later when I enter the house."

She smiled gentlely. Although she was not very close, she was not the kind of politeness she pretended to be. Zhao Yi was young and grew up in the Marquis's mansion and was a concubine. She had already seen the warmth and coldness of human nature. Naturally, she could see that this sister-in-law should not be difficult to get along with. She thanked her happily and then stood beside Zhao Qing.

The brother and sister simply saw the etiquette, and it didn't look like they were staying at the door. Zhao Yunting immediately ordered: "Okay, Chengwen, you take your younger brother and sister to your grandmother's side first. Chengyuan and your husband go to Wangzhuxuan to change their clothes. After they are packed, they go to pay their respects to their grandmother." Wangzhuxuan was next to Xinlanyuan, which was Zhao Chen's yard.

Zhao Chen responded, turned around and walked to Ning, held her arm and said, "Elder Mother, let's go together, let's go together."

Ning nodded and followed Zhao Chen and his wife in.

She was neither slow nor slow, her demeanor was light, and she didn't dress like a servant, but she looked like a wife from a family. Qin's eyes couldn't help but fall on Mrs. Rong, who was said to be somewhat similar to Ning's face and then by chance, was recognized by Zhao Chen as her adopted mother, and frowned slightly. Zhao Chen was nine years old when he left home, and was still a child. It was understandable to see a woman who looked like her mother, but since she looked like a woman, she moved into the Marquis's Mansion, would Zhao Yunting have any thoughts when she saw her in the future? Perhaps, Zhao Chen had such a purpose in bringing her here?

The more I thought about it, the more I became more worried. Qin looked at her husband and knew that now was not the time to explore, so she decided to send someone to explore the other party's background tomorrow.

"Madam, let's go to the Madam's side first?" The little masters all went in. Ziying walked to Qin's side and whispered.

There was a lot of luggage outside the door to move, and Zhao Yunting was still reminding Zhao Yuan that Qin did not dare to interfere, so he led the maids in, but went to the corridor but sent them away and hid behind the red painted pillar. Her husband hid in the court and hid in her, but after the break, her husband hid in her. It was rare to meet today, so she had to seize the opportunity.

Zhao Yunting did not delay outside for too long. Both Zhao Yuan and Chen Ping were worthy of the peace of mind. When they turned around and stepped into the Marquis' Mansion, they thought that his wife had probably entered Xinlanyuan, and the family finally had a little home taste. He couldn't help but speed up. After the dinner was over, he could go to find her. When they didn't meet, they missed her and stayed a day before they parted, thinking even more.

Unfortunately, his good mood did not last forever. Looking at the corner of the cloak blown by the wind behind the pillar in front, Zhao Yunting stopped, "What are you doing here?"

Qin had originally wanted to go out, but was discovered at this time. She walked out like a child who did something wrong. She looked up at Zhao Yunting, lowered her head and complained in a low voice: "Mr. Marquis, you saw it just now. I was the master of your matchmaker. I was the old man's serious mother. The couple didn't shout at me when they saw me. What's the rule? And Han'er, what's the uncle's words? Han'er is the marquis' flesh and blood, why isn't he his brother?"

The last sunset was dark, and the two of them stood opposite each other in the corridor, one tall and the other petite, and they looked very compatible from a distance.

But in Zhao Yunting's eyes, Qin's aggrieved expression and complaining words only bored him.

She can't be left alone at the moment. For the sake of future purity, some things must be made clear.

Zhao Yunting walked to the side of the corridor. A wintersweet outside bloomed at some point, and the fragrance of cold plums floated in the air.

He stared at the bright yellow wintersweet and said lightly: "How did you marry in? You know in your heart that you want Chengyuan to call you mother, do you think he is a fool? The Zhao family does not recognize the thief as a mother. Qin, you want to be a wife, and you want a son, I give it to you. Now you are still a wife, but don't expect to show the majesty of the legitimate mother in front of Chengyuan and his wife. Whether in the Marquis' Mansion or outside, Chengyuan will not recognize you. If you persist, you will be the one who will be embarrassed in the end. I don't care if you lose your face. I believe you don't care if you lose your face, but think about Han'er before doing anything. If you want him to be unable to raise his head in front of the nobles in the capital, you will be ridiculed to have an self-righteous mother, even if you continue to fight against Chengyuan and his wife."

"It's him who disrespects his mother first, and it's him who is embarrassed. What does it have to do with me and Han'er? Marquis, don't be too biased!"

Qin did not want to see the man's back, so he quickly walked to Zhao Yunting's side, and faced the man's cold face, and couldn't help but lower his voice, "Mr. Marquis, I know he blames me, it doesn't matter if he doesn't respect me in private, but he didn't call me outside the door just now. What should I do if someone else said he was unfilial? Marquis is really worried about the reputation of the Marquis' mansion, so I'd better advise him. He is no longer a child. Even if he grew up in the countryside, he is still the eldest son of the Zhao family. How can he not understand the rules at all?"

She is the wife of the Marquis of Yanping. If the eldest son and wife in the mansion do not take her seriously, do not respect her as her legitimate mother, and even refuse to deal with it. Where is her face?

"Whatever you think." The woman was stubborn, Zhao Yunting was too lazy to reason, so he glanced at her coldly: "The Duke's Mansion has collapsed, your father is far away in the sky, and now Chengyuan is brave and resourceful, and there are many people who can do it. He remembers how you treat him back then. He may only give you a cold face to your mother and son. If you provoke him, Han'er may not be able to live long."

After saying that, he left without saying a word.

Her son is worried about his life?

Qin Shi was dead on the spot, and Zhao Chen's tall and mighty body appeared in front of her, and her Han'er was still a child...

"Marty, Marquis!" She chased after her in panic and disbelief. Zhao Yunting kept walking. Qin Shi stepped forward and wanted to hold his arm. Zhao Yunting threw it out with her backhand. She fell to the ground and slid for a while. Her head almost hit the cylinder beside her.

After a moment, Qin's mind was blank. When she came to her senses, tears had fallen.

She barely sat up with her arms, not holding on to the crooked hairpin on her head, not looking at the scratched wrist, but just staring at the man not far away. He was too tall, and she had to tilt her neck. I don't know whether the tears flowing into her neck were too cold or the calm and ruthless face was too cold, she couldn't help but tremble.

It's cold and painful.

She is the jewel in the hands of the Duke's Mansion. She has been beaten once since she was a child. She was beaten by the man in front of her. Half of her face was swollen for about ten days before it was swelled. Today, he hit her again...

The pain in his body was not as good as the despair in his heart. Qin knelt down and climbed up to the man, looked up at him, and tears were pouring out: "Mr. Marquis, what do you mean? He wants to attack Han'er? Marquis, Han'er is your biological flesh and blood. You know that he will harm Han'er, but you still let him come back? Even though the tiger poison is not enough, how can you be so cruel?"

"When you framed Chengyuan, did you think that he was my flesh and blood?"

No matter how pitiful she cried, Zhao Yunting was unmoved. He took a step back to avoid Qin Shi's hand that wanted to pull his clothes. He looked up and his eyes fell on the lanterns hanging on both sides of the corridor: "They are both my flesh and blood, and I value who you know more. But I am not cruel enough to ignore Han'er's life. As long as you are your wife, I will try my best to save him. But if you do anything to anger Chengyuan, if something happens to Han'er in the future, you will regret it in time. Don't blame me for not reminding you today."

He said the last few words while walking.

Qin sat on the ground, looking at his back with tears in his eyes, but this time he did not catch up with him again.

Compared with men, she cares more about her son's life.

If, if the prince ascended the throne, the Duke's Mansion did not fall and there was someone to support her, would Zhao Chen never dare to come back?

When the new emperor ascended the throne, Qin knew that her husband had made great efforts and that her father, General Zhenbei, made great contributions. She understood why her father also wanted to help the enemy with the new emperor? If the father and his uncle joined forces to assist the prince, would things be different? Father, she knew that the prince favored the concubine and the princess's concubine and his sister were unable to give birth to one corpse and two lives, but the sister has been dead for so many years. Why didn't the father think about it carefully for her, the living daughter? As long as the prince ascended the throne, the Duke's Mansion would be even better. So what if the husband was unwilling to give up? Even if he was dealing with her, for example, she was threatened by others to stay alone in the empty room...

In the bleak and cold wind, Qin covered her face and started to cry.

Wangzhuxuan.

Aju was dressing up under the service of Madam Jiang Luyun and others, and she had no time to look at her new home.

The sound of the little maid calling out came from the outside. Aji looked at the door from the mirror and saw Zhao Chen, who had already changed into a house-style robe, walking in. The two of them looked in the mirror. The man smiled at her. Aji's body relaxed a lot and asked him softly: "Have you arranged everything on the side of her mother?"

She was surrounded by maids. Zhao Chen did not come over, sat on the couch and drank a sip of tea, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, everything is right on my side. I'm not free today. I'll take you over tomorrow morning. There are two flower rooms in the backyard of Xinlanyuan, and the orchids are all raised inside, so you can enjoy the fun." As he said that, he stretched out his right hand that had been behind him to the front and shook at her.

He was holding a green orchid in his hand and smiled proudly.

He picked a good flower, and maybe he picked it secretly with his mother-in-law on her back. Aji glanced at him and stopped talking to him, but the corners of her mouth curled up.

After dressing up, Madam Jiang helped Aji stand up, took her to the dressing mirror, turned around and asked Zhao Chen with a smile: "Look at me, grandma's outfit is good?" After entering the mansion, the old people who followed from Tongwan also changed their names and stopped calling him Young Master.

When Aji got up, Zhao Chen had already stood up.

Tonight, Aji was the first time the bride entered the house and wanted to offer tea to the Grandma Marquis, so she wore a very festive dress. The top was really red kesi jacket, and the bottom was a long dress with orchid embroidered in the same color. Although it was a winter dress, her delicate figure had no effect. She stood there with a blushing face, and she was really shy of the moon and flowers. She raised her eyes and looked at him. The water eyes were waving, and the brilliance was eclipsed even the ruby ​​golden phoenix on her black hair bun was eclipsed.

The couple stared at each other, and Madam Jiang quietly winked at Lu Yun and others, and quietly retreated.

The man stared at her and didn't say anything. Aji felt a little embarrassed and urged him in a low voice: "Okay, let's go over quickly and don't let someone wait."

"Okay." Zhao Chen reached out and waited for her to put her hand in his palm. He held it, took her and walked out two steps. Suddenly he pulled the person into his arms, hugged the person and kissed him.

Aji instinctively supported his chest and closed his eyes.

Zhao Chen didn't kiss her for too long, he just couldn't find a better way to let her know how beautiful she was. Finally, he kissed her lips. Zhao Chen raised his head and stroked her face and told her: "Aji, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. Marrying you and making you fall in love with me is the luckiest thing in my life. I used to be unwilling to live in Tongwan. After meeting you, I was extremely glad to go there."

He said sweet words casually, but every time he heard her blushing and heartbeat. Aji lowered her head, raised her hand to hold the jade pendant on his waist, and touched it twice and asked him in a soft voice: "What if I don't look good?" Do you like it too?

This... Zhao Chen has never considered this issue.

Without getting a reply immediately, Aji paused and let go of his jade pendant.
To be continued...