After leaving Rongshou Hall, the young couple still walked to Xinlanyuan.

The sound of running suddenly sounded behind her. Aji and Zhao Chen turned around and saw Zhao Yi in a pink dress jogging after him. His face was blushing, and the only butterfly hairpin on his head trembled, pretty and agile. Aji hurriedly advised her: "Sister, don't run, just walk slowly."

Zhao Yi went to Wangzhuxuan to find her once. She was lively and sensible. Aju still likes to talk to her.

Zhao Yi still ran over and stopped in front of Aji. After calming down his breathing, he looked at Zhao Chen first. Seeing that the man's face looked pretty, she was a little more confident and said to Aji: "Sister-in-law, did you write the Spring Festival couplets in your yard this year? I have used the second brother in the past few years. This time, the second brother said to me to ask if I can write one for me."

The couple had not mentioned it yet. Aji looked at Zhao Chen and said that his Spring Festival couplets were written by his father. She still didn't know what the Zhao family rules were.

Zhao Chen looked at his wife and thought of the last time he came back from outside and saw the sister-in-law sitting on the kang embroidering orchids, teaching and learning, so he said to Zhao Yi: "When you go back, think about what you want to write, and go to Zhuxuan later, I will write for you."

After Zhao Yi spoke, he looked at him nervously. After hearing his response, the little girl's pair of apricot kernel eyes immediately turned into crescent moons, showed a big smile to Aji, and said happily: "Thank you, brother, I'll go back and choose immediately!" As he said that, he turned around and ran away. The maid advised her to slow down and she didn't listen.

"Do you like her?" Zhao Chen asked softly as he continued to walk back.

Aji thought about it and told the truth: "She is quite sensible. When she comes to us, she respects me as her eldest sister-in-law, but she is naturally close. After all, she is still a child. She likes to talk to me and learn things. I just don't have anything to do, so I taught her."

Zhao Chen didn't say anything else. Passing by a plum tree, he casually broke the plum blossom and put it in Aji's hair. Aji blushed and wanted to pick it off. Zhao Chen held her hand and looked at it carefully, and smiled and said, "It looks pretty, wear it, I'll break another branch for my mother."

Aju had no choice but to choose flowers with him.

After finding a good branch, Zhao Chen pulled down the branch and asked Aju to break it.

Zhao Chen didn't like to follow the maid while accompanying Aji in the marquis's mansion, so there was only a couple in the garden at this time. Aji didn't feel embarrassed and just took his hand to fold the plum blossoms. The plum blossoms were lively, and their cheeks were redder than her, and they were not as bright as her red lips. Zhao Chen lowered his head and stared at his wife, watching her still look shy in front of him after so many times.

He felt soft and pity in his heart, but what he said had nothing to do with tenderness. He let go of the branches and walked forward with her and said, "Zhao Yi will have five or six years to get married. The eldest lady is old and Qin cannot be the master of the backyard. You are her eldest sister-in-law, and I am the eldest son who my father values ​​the most. Zhao Yi has a good relationship with you, but there are only benefits but no harm."

Aji's shyness and sweetness disappeared, and she asked him in disbelief: "She is only ten years old after the New Year, how could she think of it so far?"

Zhao Chen touched her nose and smiled a little dotingly, "She is ten years old, and she is more thoughtful than you now."

Aji couldn't laugh at all, so she avoided his hand and turned forward, her voice muffled: "Since you said that, I can ignore her in the future, right?" Finally, there was someone in the Hou's mansion who was willing to get close to her, but he didn't expect that in Zhao Chen's eyes, she had ulterior motives. Is she really too stupid to see people and even a little girl can fool her, or is Zhao Chen thinking too badly?

She was angry, and Zhao Chen smiled and chased after him, holding the man in a hurry and said, "I'm just telling you the truth. Why are you angry? Besides, I didn't say she was bad. Aji, I can see that Zhao Yi still likes you. She is a smart person. If you have a bad personality, even if you can decide her marriage in the future, she will not be as proactive as you are now. It is precisely because you are gentle and kind that you will be a good sister-in-law when you see that Zhao Yi really wants to get close to you."

Aji looked down at the plum blossoms in her hand, but her eyes gradually floated to the overlapping shadows of the two.

Zhao Chen held her hand and walked forward: "I want to tell you that when I get along with others, sometimes it is for the benefit of others, sometimes it is just for the same interests, sometimes it is just to have a similar interest, and sometimes it can also take care of both. For example, I interact with Zhao Qing, and maybe I had a little brotherhood from childhood, and I would have more support for each other. He is the illegitimate son of the Marquis's family. If I am better off, his status outside will be higher. As for me, having a clan member can take care of me, it is better than always being alone. If Zhao Qing marrys a good wife in the future, your sister-in-law will be considered a helper when she goes out. Zhao Yi is the same. She relies on us to make a good marriage, and in the future, the Zhao family and her husband's family will become in-laws. They will take care of each other more or less. This is how the ties between the families in the capital are connected."

He is teaching her...

Aji let him lead him and carefully recalled his words. He didn't have many relatives at home, and some truths seemed to be understood. After Zhao Chen clearly and clearly pointed it out, he felt enlightened.

"You mean, if someone wants to get to know me in the future, as long as I get along with her, even if she may be for some purpose that is harmless to me and is beneficial to her, I can still get along with her with a normal mind?"

Zhao Chen nodded: "If she needs your help, you can help within your ability. If it is too much trouble or harms you or is useless, you don't have to worry about it. Of course, if you can treat others like this, I will never say you are stupid again."

He looked down at her, his eyes a little proud, as if he should have said she was stupid before. Although Aju admired her husband for knowing so many great principles, he was not satisfied with his arrogant look in his control. He turned his head and said, "If I were really as smart as you, I wouldn't have let my parents be deceived by you in the first place."

This sentence is a bit like settled the score later. Zhao Chen smiled. He did not tell his wife that she was smarter, as long as he wanted her, he would still fall into his hands. Instead, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "So I like you, beautiful, delicate and stupid, I like me if I coaxed her."

His face was as thick as a city wall. Aji was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he shook his hand and walked forward quickly.

Zhao Chen followed her slowly, watching the breeze blow his wife's skirt embroidered with orchids, and his heart swayed.

After talking to Ning for a while, Aji and Zhao Chen returned to look at Zhuxuan.

Zhao Yi came over quickly. Zhao Chen did what he said and personally grinded and wrote Spring Festival couplets for her. Zhao Yi sat obediently at the table and watched, his eyes moving with his brother's pen, and he was fully focused. Aji glanced at the little girl quietly. No matter how she looked, she didn't seem to have such complicated thoughts. Anyway, Zhao Chen also said that Zhao Yi could come and go, so Aji treated her as before. The sister-in-law and sister-in-law sat together to watch Zhao Chen write.

Since he started writing, Zhao Chen simply wrote about Wangzhuxuan and Xinlanyuan.

Write Spring Festival couplets in the morning and make dumplings in the afternoon.

Wangzhuxuan and Xinlanyuan all have their own kitchen. Zhao Chen went to Zhao Yunting, and Aji went to Xinlanyuan to make dumplings with Ning. They must go to Rongshoutang to eat with the wife of the Grandma, because they couldn't eat much there, so Aji discussed with Zhao Chen and went there after having dinner with her mother-in-law.

Zhao Yunting didn't know where he got the letter, so he came over and walked on the secret passage as usual. Aji went to the kitchen to see the maid put dumplings into the pot. When he came back, he saw that there were more Zhao Chen and his son in the house. He just thought they were coming from the main courtyard together. He didn't think much about it except that he was slightly surprised by how his father-in-law avoided others.

The family of four sat around the kang table, and there were sounds of firecrackers outside, which made it feel unreal.

After a brief warmth, several people are going to Rongshou Hall.

Zhao Yunting asked his son and daughter-in-law to leave first.

Aji looked at her mother-in-law with some concern.

They all have to watch at Rongshou Hall until midnight tonight. My mother-in-law stayed here alone, so she must feel uncomfortable, right?

Seeing her gaze, Ning smiled at her and waved her hand to let the young couple walk with peace of mind.

Zhao Chen said nothing and took his wife away. It was useless to say anything. His mother was not a person who was sad about spring and autumn, and he would not let her stay in Xinlan Garden like this.

When the two of them walked away, Ning looked at the man who didn't want to leave, and he had no choice but to persuade: "You go too, I'm not a child, I'm afraid of living alone."

The firecrackers outside were too loud, and her voice fell into his ears intermittently, but Zhao Yunting heard it clearly. He hugged the person in his arms and promised in her ear: "I said that I will never let you stay alone in the empty room again. I will come over after the night tonight. If you are sleepy, lie down first, don't wait for me."

Ning looked at his shoulder quietly.

Zhao Yunting suddenly felt an irritability in his body.

After returning to Beijing, his wife never asked him if he would come to the evening, as if she didn't care if he went to find other women. Just like tonight, if there was no special thing, men in any mansion in this capital would have sex with their wife, even if they didn't like each other in their hearts. He didn't think about going to Qin's side, but his wife didn't ask, and ignored him from beginning to end. He was really uncomfortable.

She refused nothing he did to her, but refused to give him a little care.

He looked at her, watched her raise her foot and walk towards the Taishi chair opposite her, and saw her sitting on it and looking at the orchids on the coffee table. Zhao Yunting's irritability turned into a fire of ignorance and karma. His eyes turned and fell on the candlestick beside him. The candlestick jumped, and he loosened his collar and wanted to suppress the fire, but in the end he strode forward, reached out to sweep the candlestick to the ground, and drove it to death with his feet.

Wen Mei, who was guarding the outside, suddenly shivered.

The man's anxious footsteps came from inside, the muffled sound of heavy objects being thrown on the kang, the sound of clothes tearing up...

Wen Mei rushed to the door nervously and wanted to go in, but the lady inside didn't struggle at all. Wen Mei was worried, holding a handkerchief in her hand and pressing her ear against the curtain. Then she heard the Marquis' heavy breathing and heard him whispering something, vaguely as if he was holding something in his mouth. The lady gradually made a little sound, followed by the familiar movement...

Wen Mei quietly retreated to the door outside.

The inner room was pitch black, and occasionally the sound of firecrackers fell, and there would be broken sounds.

The Marquis seemed to be asking his wife what she was, it was too vague and asked Mei not to hear clearly.

Firecrackers sounded and night fell completely, but the movement inside did not stop.

Wen Mei was a little anxious. What should I do if the marquis didn’t leave so late and the grandmother came here to find someone?

She walked in again, almost approaching the door of the inner room, suddenly heard the sound of the mechanism turning.

The Marquis is gone.

Asked Mei, standing in front of the door, wondering if she should go in.

"Ask Mei?"

The wife's voice came from inside, and there was more tenderness and weakness in the calmness. Wen Mei breathed a sigh of relief. At least now she could conclude that the Marquis did not move completely.

She responded softly.
Chapter completed!