Jiao Luan

Chapter 71

"Zhi'er, aunt understands what you mean, you go ahead, let aunt think about it."

"aunt--"

Han smiled: "How can my aunt settle down on such a big matter easily? I really didn't expect you to like Yao'er. Your status is different from that of Heping'er. If you want to marry her, you don't just remember her. It's so simple under my aunt's name, let me think about it again."

Han Zhi was overjoyed.

Aunt meant that she not only wanted to record Cousin Yao under her name, but also helped them mediate in the future?

In the future, it's better to have an aunt to stand up for him than to stand up for him himself!
"Thank you, aunt." The young man showed a reassuring smile, and couldn't help but share the good news with his sweetheart, "Aunt, my nephew won't disturb your rest, I'll go first."

"Mm." Han nodded, seeing his nephew leave in a hurry and couldn't hide his excitement, feeling a little cold in his heart.

Even the kid Rong Xin knew how to ask her how Wei'er was doing, but Zhi'er never asked Wei'er from the beginning to the end!
Since when did the nephew, whom she remembered taking good care of Wei'er, become so indifferent?
In other words, Wei'er is not talking nonsense, Zhi'er and Yao'er have long been in love with each other, but in this situation, Yao'er didn't remind Wei'er a word, and let her make a fool of herself?

Han clapped the table next to her.

It's really unreasonable to make Wei'er lose face, isn't it to make her lose face?That unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!

Mrs. Han kept holding her breath in her heart, and when Han Zhi was far away, she stood up abruptly, not caring about her grief, and rushed to Mrs. Duan with a murderous look.

It wasn't until Han Shi disappeared that a head poked out from the corner of the wall.

Rong Xin wiped off his cold sweat, and muttered: "I was scared to death, I didn't expect to escape Han Zhi, and almost ran into my aunt!"

He squinted his eyes, looked at the plum tree at the base of the wall, and raised the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that Han Zhi likes Cheng Yao, and he kept it so tight! Fortunately, he thought something was wrong with him before, so I overheard it!"

The young man in purple shook his head: "Han Zhi likes Cheng Yao, Master Cheng only likes children born to concubines, after all, no one likes ugly girls, tsk tsk, it's really pitiful, otherwise, I would Try to be nice to her."

After the young man finished speaking, he stopped suddenly, as if he felt that he had said something embarrassing, he kicked the wall, and thought awkwardly: I just pity her, if she is still so bad-tempered, I will still scold her in the future!

Don't think about it anymore, while everyone is here today, go and clean up Cheng Xi and Cheng Tong first, anyway, it's a matter of convenience, so that next time I see the ugly girl, I can have something to talk about.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Duan looked at the Han family who rushed in, and felt quite a headache. It's Chinese New Year, and she can't stand up with her daughter again.

Daughter is so impatient, who can she follow?

"Mother, where's sister-in-law?" Han looked around, feeling a little disappointed that he didn't see Mrs. Wei Guogong's wife Tao.

"Your sister-in-law just said that she was a little dizzy, and I asked her to go to the cubicle to rest."

Han curled her lips, thinking that Tao would have dizziness or angina pectoris all year round. She was so weak and sickly, and she never saw her mother dislike her. If you look at it this way, a healthy concubine might be quite popular!
"Then I'll go see my sister-in-law, I just have something to tell her." Although Han was eager to slap Tao in the face, he did not intend to say anything to her because he cared about Mrs. Duan's mood.

Mrs. Han lifted her foot and left, Mrs. Duan helplessly said to Mrs. Zeng, Prince Jing's concubine, "Look, after so many years, I'm still so irritable."

Zeng said with a gentle smile: "Eldest sister is very good, so I won't be bored in my heart and hurt my body."

When she said this, she smiled with self-pity and stood up: "Mother-in-law, I will take Xin'er and the others back first."

Old Madam Duan asked to stay: "What's the hurry, I haven't eaten yet."

Mrs. Zeng shook her head: "You know, I still have to bring the two of them back to Zeng's mansion. It's not too late."

Old Madam Duan stopped persuading her, and sighed: "That's true, then I won't keep you."

Mrs. Zeng is the daughter of Guozijian Jijiu. She lost her mother when she was young. Her stepmother said she treated her as if she was her own. Old Madam Duan couldn't figure it out.

"Wanniang, then you don't need to be in a hurry, you have to send someone to call Xin'er and Lan'er first."

Zeng smiled: "When the two of them hear that they are going to leave, they will definitely quarrel with me."

Old Madam Duan was overjoyed when she heard this, and then laughed, and felt a little uncomfortable after laughing.

If Yuzhu is still there, will she and the child be reluctant to leave at this time?

Pity her Shu'er, because she was in a hurry to come back, and the New Year's Eve fell ill again, so she had to be sent to the hot spring village to be raised, and she was strictly forbidden to tell Wei'er.

Originally, she didn't want to hide it, but when Wei'er found out, if she went to visit, Shu'er was happy, and she might recover from her illness, but she didn't expect Wei'er to be injured again.

The palms and backs of her hands were full of flesh, a disease, an injury, any of them made her heart ache.

Seeing that Mrs. Duan's expression changed, Mrs. Zeng was relieved in a warm voice.

When Han Shi entered the cubicle, she saw Tao Shi, the wife of the Duke of Wei, lying on her side on the beauty couch with her eyes closed.

Hearing the movement, Tao opened his eyes and stood up: "Why is the eldest sister here?"

Mrs. Han came over in two or three steps, and sat down on the chair beside her: "I heard from my mother that my sister-in-law is resting here. I just happened to have something to say to you, so I came here."

Tao Shi was born in a scholarly family, and he lived an elegant life since he was a child. He couldn't understand his sister-in-law's rudeness, so he frowned quietly, and then asked with a smile: "What do you want to say to me, sister?"

He thought to himself, could it be that Cheng Wei still misses Zhi'er so much that he's motivating his sister-in-law to ask her for mercy?
Tao sneered in his heart, could it be that sister-in-law didn't understand what she said to her sister-in-law last year?
Her son is the eldest grandson of the Duke's Mansion. He is good-natured, both civil and military. He once accompanied the prince to study. Looking at the capital, how many young men are there who can compare with Zhier?Since Zhi'er's coming-of-age ceremony, there have been a lot of matchmakers coming to the door. How could she let her son marry a rude, self-willed and ugly girl as his wife!

Especially, especially if she is sister-in-law's daughter or mother-in-law's granddaughter, that's even worse!
"Sister-in-law, I want to talk to you about Zhi'er." Han said.

Sure enough!

The look of disgust in Tao Shi's eyes flashed away, he coughed reservedly, and cleared his throat: "Sister, didn't we talk about the two children Zhi'er and Wei'er last year? Wei'er's child is also considered a I watched her grow up, and to tell you the truth, I like her quite a lot. But I don't like her, as a mother, I can't disregard his wishes at all, don't you think? "

Han nodded again and again: "No, it's exactly what my sister-in-law said! Although marriage is the order of the parents, you can love your children, and you don't care about your children's wishes at all. Sister-in-law, I came to you to talk about this Just now Zhi'er knelt down in front of me and begged me to betroth Yao'er to him as my daughter-in-law. I really had no idea, so I came to you, what do you think about this matter?"

　Thanks to Rui Rui Ma Ma for the reward of peace, and thanks to the children's shoes who voted monthly.This is the second update, and there is another update that is estimated to be at night.Why do I have an ominous premonition that there will be a fourth watch today. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)