Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 107 Aunt Zhang digs her own trap (3)
"Yu'er, don't talk so much, pack up quickly, and go back to see Mrs. Shen." The prime minister's mansion is a famous family, and the two sons of the prime minister are both civil and military capable people, and they will become great talents in the future. I want to have a good relationship with the prime minister's mansion.

"Se'er, take someone back to Yanyu Pavilion to pack things, Qin'er, follow me to Xiang's mansion." Murong Yu wished he could reach Taijun Shen as quickly as possible, so he didn't have the mood to pack things up.

The old lady was anxious about Murong Yu's return to the prime minister's mansion, Wuxia took care of her, so Aunt Zhang took the opportunity to find an excuse to leave Songshoutang and go to Yuelin Pavilion: Lin'er thinks about her disregard for the future, she should be taught a lesson.

As soon as she stepped into Yuelin Pavilion, Murong Lin rushed up, showing off triumphantly: "Mother, I have stimulated Murong Yu with green swallows according to your plan, how are you going to reward me?"

"Do you think what you have done is worthy of reward?" Aunt Zhang paused every word, her beautiful eyes burning with anger.

Murong Lin was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't notice: "You bought Green Swallow and came here to stimulate Murong Yu and Aunt Ma, meeting people in Yuelin Pavilion is no different from meeting people in Songshoutang... ..."

"I arranged for them to meet people in Songshoutang. I wanted to surprise them and make them lose their composure in front of the old lady and make a fool of themselves. You are so lucky to let Murong Yu meet people here. Do you know that because you are eager for quick success and quick profit, it caused me The plan failed, and now the old lady hates us even more."

Aunt Zhang gritted her teeth, hating iron for being weak: "Lin'er, how many times have I reminded you that you must calm down when you encounter problems, and then calm down, think twice before acting, why don't you always listen to it?"

"I...I also want to help mother stimulate Murong Yu." Murong Lin clutched the silk handkerchief tightly in her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with tears of grievance: What did I do wrong? rebuke.

"But you did something bad with good intentions, and it's not helpful, do you know?" Aunt Zhang was dazed with anger: How could she give birth to such a stupid daughter who was eager for quick success.

I have always been unwilling to admit defeat. Although the sisters of the same age are regular wives, they marry small officials. I will never see a few powerful people in my life. I don't want to live in poverty, so I plan to marry Even though the Hou Mansion is a concubine, life is better than those of their regular wives.

Xie Zixin, so what if the prime minister's mansion gave birth to a daughter, so what if she gave birth to an eldest son, she was not designed by herself to go to hell with her beloved son, and obediently give up the seat of the main room of the Hou's mansion. She left Murong Yu behind, and she has her own Lynn.

Now, she is the imperial censor's daughter, and her identity and status are not much worse than Xie Zixin's. How can her daughter lose to her daughter.

Seeing Murong Lin's aggrieved appearance, Aunt Zhang sighed heavily: Lin'er is still young, I must work hard to train her, make her the most honorable lady in the Hou Mansion, and throw Murong Yu far away.

The matter has come to this point, there is no room for redemption, it is useless to blindly reprimand her, the less urgent thing is to minimize the deterioration of the matter.

"How is it? Murong Yu didn't see any flaws, right?" Aunt Zhang sat on a chair, trying to calm down her churning thoughts. The maid, Lu Liu, stood behind her, gently pinching her shoulders carefully.

"So what if you see the flaws?" Murong Lin wiped her eyes, not paying attention: "We have a paper business, and everything is legal and reasonable. If Murong Yu really goes to complain to grandma, she will be the one to make fun of herself."

"Murong Yu is smart and cunning. When confronting her, don't act rashly. Lin'er, you have to put up all your energy to deal with the enemy."

"I know." Murong Lin agreed, but she didn't take Aunt Zhang's words seriously in her heart: "Fortunately, Luyan saved a hand when she was with Aunt Ma, and most people would not take it with her superb tea making skills alone. She is confused with the second-class maid Hong Bei."

Aunt Zhang glanced at Luyan lightly: "It is Aunt Ma who has no eyes and no pearls. She used the pearl of Luyan as a cheap servant, and now she is by my side. As long as you are loyal enough, I guarantee that you will have a bright future."

Luyan bowed deeply to Aunt Zhang: "Thank you, Luyan, for your cultivation."

"Get up." Aunt Zhang stood up and looked Luyan up and down: "The old lady loves tea, you often go to Songshou Hall, if you see or hear anything special, come back and report it to me. "

Luyan can freely come from the places of the masters of the Hou Mansion, more people will be met, and more things can be inquired about. I must make good use of her pawn to reap the greatest benefits, so that I can live up to the money I spent. Some painstaking efforts.

Murong Yu got into the carriage, hurried and hurried, and finally arrived at the prime minister's mansion after a stick of incense, hurriedly opened the curtain, got out of the carriage, Xie Qingxiang has already stepped up to meet him, his handsome face is full of haggard and anxious : "Yu'er, you are finally here, grandma is anxious to see you..."

"Cousin Xiang, what happened? Why did grandma suddenly fall ill?"

Xie Qingxiang sighed helplessly: "Don't talk so much, just follow me."

Murong Yu and Xie Qingxiang walked through the stone roads, turned through many corridors, and finally came to the Anshun Hall where Shen Taijun was. When he opened the door, the strong smell of medicine came to his face. Murong Yu was even more startled: Is my grandmother already terminally ill... …

There was a thick curtain hanging in the inner room, and the sound of heavy coughing could be heard from time to time. Every step Murong Yu took was extremely heavy: "Uncle!"

"The rain is here." Prime Minister Xie Yunyan stood in front of the bed in the inner room, with a haggard face and sunken eye sockets, as if he hadn't slept peacefully for several days, and shook his head lightly at her: "Speak softly, your grandmother is afraid Quarrel."

Murong Yu nodded lightly, gently opened the curtain, and sat on the edge of the bed. The person on the bed had gray hair, frowned, coughed from time to time, and his face was older than the grandmother she remembered.

Murong Yu slowly stretched out his hand, caressed Taijun Shen's cheek, and called softly: "Grandma, grandma..." His voice was bitter.

In the previous life, my grandmother was not optimistic about my marriage with Li Xiangdong, and tried to persuade me several times, but I insisted on marrying under the constant bewitchment of Aunt Zhang. My grandmother had no choice but to let my uncle promote Li Xiangdong just now.

(End of this chapter)