Bai Yuegang of Prince Ning's Mansion

Chapter 87 Mutual Use
Zhao Fengnian nodded slightly: "I don't care if he remembers my favor or not. It's best if he can say a few words to the officials in the northern border after the year."

"You don't have to count on that. I'm looking at the situation in the northern border. Your father-in-law speaks better than Lord Shangshu." Song Shimiao smacked his mouth: "This candy tastes good, give me a few more."

Zhao Fengnian held the plate tighter, as if he was saying to Song Shimiao, don't even think about it, Wan Wan cooks for me.

On the other side of the Wenhui Temple, it was already afternoon when the noble ladies returned to the temple at the foot of the mountain.

The wives of each family prepared their carriages and prepared to go back to the city.

Rong Niang was a little bit reluctant, and took Rui Xue's hand and said, "It's so easy to see you once, we're going to be separated so soon, I still have a lot to say to you."

"I'm in Prince Ning's Mansion now, and I'm much more comfortable than before. If it's convenient for you, you can come to see me at any time, and it's okay to bring friends to play." Ruixue helped Rongniang into the carriage.

Rong Niang excitedly said: "Really!" Hearing the soft coughing of her mother in the carriage, her face fell down again, and it was not so easy to go out alone to play with Ruixue.

I shook Ruixue's hand tightly as a farewell.

Luxurious cars drove away from the Wenhui Temple one by one. Huaiyu, as the host, sent them off one by one, and only Mrs. Shangshu was left behind.

This matter is almost over with Huaiyu and Ruixue, I don't know what Mrs. Shangshu has to say.

Without outsiders, the tired and haggard faces of the mother and daughter were undoubtedly revealed.

The daughter's reputation and the reputation of the Shangshu Mansion have been preserved for the time being, but those who want to harm their Shangshu Mansion may not be so easy to give up.

Back in the capital, another battle is about to start. As the women in Shangshu's mansion, what they will face is a crueler reality than losing their reputation.

Mrs. Shangshu frowned, and pulled Huaiyu aside: "Madam Zuoxiang, I have something to tell you."

Huaiyu glanced at the two girls not far away, and straightened her back.

"I know what madam is going to say, that's your family's business. It's just a coincidence that Wan Wan and I helped Mu Qing this time. You also know that I am Mrs. Zuo Xiang, and there is the word "Zuo Xiang" in front of madam. Some things are better left unsaid.”

Mrs. Shangshu breathed out tremblingly: "How much older am I than you, can I call you a sister?"

Huaiyu remained silent, and stroked his hair uncomfortably. It was known to everyone in the capital that Zuo Xiang did not get along with Shang Shu.

In the past exchanges, Huaiyu didn't care much about this Mrs. Shangshu, and the relationship was not so good that she could be called a sister.

The help this time was entirely due to Ruixue's relationship, but thinking about it, she is not the only one who has a grudge against Jiang Huai. If she wants to leave the Xiangfu in the future, it is necessary to unite some of her own strength.

Shangshufu is a good start, but you have to be careful, it is best not to get involved in the struggle of men, otherwise, in the end, it is women like them who will become victims.

It all depends on what the mother can do for her daughter. It is not easy to balance the relationship between the front and back yards and maintain the family's reputation in the capital city.

Huaiyu nodded: "Hey, if there is anything I can help in the future, feel free to come to me. If I can help, I won't shirk."

Mrs. Shangshu nodded gratefully: "Sister, I won't make things difficult for you..."

Before he could say anything else, he saw two fast horses coming towards him.

Ruixue looked back, who else would it be if it wasn't Zhao Fengnian, she asked Gu Lian to go back to the village to tell her that she was going back to the city today, but he still took a long way to pick her up.

After all, Zhao Fengnian is a prince, and the conversation between the two wives could not continue. They went forward to greet each other, and then said goodbye to each other and prepared to leave.

Zhao Fengnian whispered a few words in Ruixue's ear, and in the eyes of outsiders, the two were very affectionate and tender.

After hearing what Zhao Fengnian said, Ruixue was not very happy, always feeling that she was being used by Zhao Fengnian.

That scumbag and the gangsters should be punished well, but the victim hasn't spoken yet, why should Zhao Fengnian decide to send him to the Shangshufu.

He won't be able to return to the northern border in the near future. Could it be that he also wants to disturb the pool of water in the capital, but what he does is different from those who take advantage of their girls.

The view towards Zhao Fengnian has also changed a little, he may not be so different, in his eyes, he is no different from the ordinary backyard woman.

I can't help feeling a little disappointed in my heart, what exactly does Zhao Fengnian want.

Can I really stand on the same starting line with him and cooperate with each other?

Feeling a little depressed, she told Huaiyu about this matter, and Mrs. Shang Shu's face was filled with joy when she heard the news.

This matter is finally back on track, the man is gone, and her daughter will suffer less when she goes back.

Pulling Sun Muqing forward to thank him, Zhao Fengnian turned his body to accept it, "No need, please thank Princess Wang."

Hua Luo turned around and got into the carriage, it seemed that he was going to go back in the carriage with Ruixue.

In the carriage, Ruixue felt a little stuffy, she opened the curtain to breathe, and the chilly air hit her face.

There was heat in his arms, it was the hand stove handed over by Zhao Fengnian.

Ruixue wanted to ask him why he did that, why he contacted Shang Shufu behind his back, and why he used Sun Muqing's suffering as a bargaining chip to gain connections.

But don't I also have that kind of thinking and purpose, have I worked hard on Sun Muqing's matter, so what qualifications do I have to question Zhao Fengnian.

She did it by herself, but she didn't allow Zhao Fengnian to seize the opportunity. Isn't that a bit of a double standard.

Ruixue is very good at comforting herself, but thinking so, she still feels uncomfortable.

He stroked the hand stove in his arms: "My lord, what kind of life do you want to live in the future?"

Zhao Fengnian was questioned by Ruixue. In the future, he never thought about the future.

Maybe he didn't have time to think about it, maybe he didn't want to think about it at all.

When I first went to the Northern Territory, I fought on the battlefield with the anger that hated everything and the urge to self-destruct, without thinking about whether I would live or die tomorrow.

After following the master, he gradually began to care about the people around him and wanted to protect his fellow brothers.

After becoming a general, he began to pay attention to the people in the north who were devastated by the war, and wanted to protect them from living a peaceful life.

Now, he doesn't know what kind of life he will live in the future, the future is too illusory and vague, it's better to focus on the things in front of him.

The autumn wind outside the carriage opened the curtains, and the familiar sweet breath floated into Zhao Fengnian's breath.

Ruixue's eyebrows became more profound in Zhao Fengnian's mind, and those illusory futures seemed to be becoming clearer because of this face.

Ruixue couldn't get a reply from Zhao Fengnian, presumably he didn't have himself in the future.

That's right, didn't I marry him with a purpose? It's only been a few days, and it's normal that he can't open up to himself.

(End of this chapter)