Noble Lady Jing Zhao

Chapter 180 It Wasn't She Did It

Chapter 180 It Wasn't She Did It

Young Master Zhao is only ten years old.

He looks extremely old-fashioned.

He gently pushed his sister's hand away and comforted her softly, "Mianmian, you go back first. In a few days, my brother will go to Kyoto to accompany you."

Zhao Mianmian didn't believe her brother's words at all.

"elder brother……"

But she could only call her brother over and over again, wanting to stay and be with her parents and brother.

Mr. Zhao gently patted the back of his sister's hand.

There was no trace of impatience on his face.

Still looking soft, he coaxed, "Brother, when did you ever lie to Mianmian? Mianmian should be good and don't cause trouble to your aunt and cousin."

"Mianmian, have you remembered it?"

Zhao Mianmian nodded confusedly.

Mr. Zhao smiled happily, raised his hand, and gently pinched his sister's cheek.

After we say goodbye today, I don’t know if there will be a chance to meet again in this life.

Therefore, there was a bit of farewell look in his eyes.

He tried his best to maintain a smile, not wanting his sister to worry.

He also didn't want to leave bad memories for his sister.

"Mianmian, promise brother, okay."

This time, Zhao Mianmian looked at his brother. Although he didn't understand, he still nodded solemnly.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Fu turned away, fearing that her daughter would see her crying.

After saying goodbye, the carriage set off towards Kyoto.

Zhao Mianmian was only seven years old after all.

Inside the carriage were some very strange people.

Even her aunt felt particularly strange to her.

Mrs. Mu, Mrs. Zhao, sighed softly and waved, "Mianmian, come and sit with your aunt."

Zhao Mianmian's stiff body moved little by little to her aunt's side.

Mrs. Mu Zhao held Zhao Mianmian's hand and said to her, "Mianmian, be good, don't be afraid, your aunt will be with you in the future."

Zhao Mianmian nodded slightly, but still didn't quite understand what her aunt meant.

She still had a tense look on her face, which made me feel particularly distressed just by looking at her.

Ye Jingzhao glanced at his mother, and Mrs. Xie, the third wife of Ye, understood her daughter's thoughts and nodded gently.

Telling her daughter not to worry.

Ye Jingzhao then looked at Zhao Mianmian beside Madam Mu Zhao, and smiled tenderly.

He called, "Mianmian, come over here to my sister. It's nice for my sister to play with you."

Zhao Mianmian looked at Ye Jingzhao and then at her aunt Zhao.

I felt a little more happy in my heart, but I didn't dare to respond to Ye Jingzhao's call.

Seeing my niece like this.

Mrs. Mu, Mrs. Zhao, sighed softly and spoke patiently to her niece, "Mianmian, come over. Sister Jing Zhao and your cousin will be your closest relatives in the future."

Zhao Mianmian nodded confusedly.

He stood up cautiously and approached Ye Jingzhao tentatively step by step.

Ye Jingzhao stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Mianmian who had walked towards him, with a kind smile in his eyes, "Mianmian, what do you like to eat on weekdays?"

She casually asked about Zhao Mianmian's daily preferences.

Thinking of this, she would relax a little.

Ye Jingzhao guessed correctly.

Zhao Mianmian, who is now only seven years old, looks at her beautiful sister in front of her and discusses eating with her.

There was a bright light in his eyes.

She moved her body and sat upright.

Once the conversation started, it couldn't be stopped.

From food to daily preferences.

Later he talked about his family.

"It turns out that Mianmian likes my brother the most. Just like me, I also like my brother the most."

Ye Jingzhao still smiled.

Zhao Mianmian was a little surprised, as if he had discovered some new continent.

Full of joy, she unconsciously put her hand on Sister Jing Zhao's arm.

"Sister Jing Zhao, it turns out that you, like Mianmian, have brothers."

Ye Jingzhao smiled and nodded.

Madam Mu Zhao saw that Zhao Mianmian seemed to have endless topics to talk about with Ye Jingzhao.

My heart is full of joy.He looked at Mr. Xie, Mrs. Ye San, and thanked her.

During the day, because he was on the road, Ye Jingzhao accompanied him to talk along the way, and Zhao Mianmian always had a smile on his lips, but at night.

Zhao Mianmian stayed with her aunt Zhao.

Hiding in bed at night, I still cried for a while.

Because she was afraid of waking her aunt, she tried her best to suppress her emotions, but still alerted her aunt Zhao.

In fact, when Mrs. Mu Zhao found out.

It's just because the brocade quilt on my body feels a little damp.

Zhao Mianmian was full of panic. When she saw her aunt woke up and curled up, she was completely at a loss.

Mrs. Mu's wife Zhao looked heartbroken.

He stepped forward and took his niece into his arms, comforting her gently.

But Zhao Mianmian was still crying, as if her emotions had finally found a breakthrough to vent.

Mrs. Mu Zhao finally had no choice but to order her maid to invite Ye Jingzhao who had rested.

Zhao Mianmian finally stopped crying when she saw Ye Jingzhao.

But she grabbed Ye Jingzhao's arm tightly and refused to let go at all.

She was like a drowning person with the only straw in her hand.

No matter who tried to persuade her, she would not let go.

In the end, Ye Jingzhao accompanied Zhao Mianmian.

Mrs. Mu's wife, Mrs. Zhao, went to meet Mr. Ye's third wife, Mrs. Xie.

Because the two of them are still young.

Wang's mother, Hong Zao, Xiang Yuan and others made a floor in the room.

Zhao Mianmian was a little repelled at first.

It was Ye Jingzhao who coaxed her and calmed down her resistance.

On the way back to Kyoto, I took Mrs. Mu, Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Mianmian with me.

Mu Yanzong deliberately slowed down his pace.

By the time a few people returned to Kyoto, it was already nine days later.

Mu Yanzong first sent Mrs. Ye San, Mrs. Xie, and sister Jing Zhao back home.

When leaving, Mrs. Mu Zhao thanked her again.

When they parted, Zhao Mianmian was reluctant to leave.

Ye Jingzhao promised to take her over and live there for a while.

Zhao Mianmian's disappointed expression gradually improved.

Because I have been away from my uncle's house for a long time.

Ye Jingzhao looked at the lintel of the uncle's house, and a strange feeling suddenly arose.

When I got back to Zhiting Garden, I freshened up.

The third lady, Mrs. Xie, took her daughter to pay her respects to the old lady.

The old lady didn't say much.It was rare for the mother and daughter to go back and rest early.

Wait for Ye Jingzhao to return to Zhiting Garden.

Dinner is on the table.

After having dinner with her parents, she returned to her room.

I originally wanted to take a rest early today.

But the red dates came up mysteriously, and Ye Jingzhao knew in his heart that he might not be able to rest early today.

"What's wrong."

She looked at the red dates helplessly, her expression full of exhaustion.

"Fourth Miss, I heard that the Third Young Madam has returned to her parents' home."

"Third sister-in-law returns to her parents' home, what's so strange about her?"

Hong Zao shook her head and continued, "I heard that the second lady reprimanded the third young lady a few days ago, and the third young lady went back to her parents' home in anger, and she hasn't returned yet."

This thing is a bit strange.

"For what?"

"I heard that Mrs. Third gave the young master of the second room a gold lock. Unexpectedly, the golden lock was tampered with, causing the young master to have a rash on his body."

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something Miss Xu San can do.

Ye Jingzhao frowned secretly.

I cursed in my heart that my second aunt had never seen anything like this.

Why do you make a decision so easily now?

"My servant also heard that the Second Young Master plans to give Qiu Hong to the Third Young Master as his concubine."

(End of this chapter)

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