The reborn abandoned woman reigns

Chapter 67
The eldest grandson Zhentian also heard the voice of the eldest grandson Jingrong, but he really didn't know how to face his daughter, because he also knew that he was ashamed of the eldest grandson Jingrong.Just thinking about the scandal, Changsun Zhentian had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Your aunt Jiao, I should have already told you about finding a husband's family for Wanyue. You are so smart, you must know the truth of the matter. I think You must blame daddy for pushing you to a disadvantageous place, but daddy can't help it. What happened to such an unfilial daughter and such a shameful thing, daddy really can't help it, so he thought of asking you to come forward and help think about it Method."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Changsun Jingrong said calmly: "I'm afraid it's Aunt Jiao's idea to let my daughter come forward."

Changsun Zhentian was afraid that Changsun Jingrong would not help Wanyue because of prejudice, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "Your aunt Jiao is a woman, how can you have so many ideas? It's all daddy's idea. If you want to blame it, blame daddy!" As long as you can help the eldest grandson's family get through this difficult time, daddy promises you that he will hand over the eldest grandson's family to you to take care of. Dad is old and his ability is really limited. He thought that he could delay it as long as he could before your younger brother became an adult. But dad is really afraid that your brother has not grown up, and all this family property will be lost in my hands! Then what face will I have? Why don't I leave it to you now, regardless of what outsiders say, as long as we protect us Your own property is fine."

Changsun Zhentian said that he was filled with righteous indignation, and he looked like he was sacrificing his life for righteousness, which made Changsun Jingrong find it funny.His own father is a good old man, and he can't stand anyone who cries to him.It's just that her eldest grandson Jingrong is not a soft persimmon, who can be used casually, even if it is her own sister.

Looking down at his fingers, the eldest grandson covered his expression so that no one could see his anger, and said: "Wan Yue is also my sister, of course I don't want to see her suffer, but since you want me to help, you should Let me know who the father of the child is."

Hearing what Changsun Jingrong said, Changsun Zhentian sighed with relief, and then said: "As long as you are willing to help. After the incident, I also questioned that girl. She said that she went to see Mr. Gu at the beginning. At that time, he once went out in his carriage to drink and have fun with a group of young masters. Wan Yue was not on guard, so he took the wine handed over by a young master and drank it. Afterwards, Wan Yue didn't know what to do. When she regained consciousness again, she returned to the carriage, sent it to the gate of the mansion, and came back by herself. For a period of time after that, she didn't know what happened, and she didn't know that she was pregnant until a few days ago .”

After hearing these words, Changsun Jingrong couldn't help covering his forehead and said, "The meaning of this is that even she doesn't know who the father of the child is?"

His complexion turned ugly, and Changsun Zhentian nodded helplessly.

"Hmph, Aunt Jiao really brought up a good daughter!" Changsun Jingrong suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "Dad didn't let Aunt Jiao go to Mrs. Gu's house to mess around?"

"No, no, no," Changsun Zhentian said hastily, "With the lesson from last time, how would she dare to trouble others? She can only suffer from being dumb and cry at me all day long. There's no way, that's when I thought of it." You, see if you can use your relationship to cover up this scandal."

It's a good thing she didn't, otherwise, she wouldn't have the face to look for Xiao Runiang in the future.

Slowly sitting on a chair, the eldest grandson Jingrong folded his arms around his chest, his eyes sank, and then he said: "Daughter needs to know more specifics. Daddy had better be able to call Wan Yue. There are some things that you should ask face to face." It's good to be clear."

"That's right, that's right, it's Jing Rong's thoughtfulness!" Changsun Zhentian hastily called the servant outside the door and asked him to summon his eldest grandson Wanyue.

After a quarter of an hour, Changsun Wanyue stood at the door with a pale face.But she didn't come alone, beside her, there was a charming aunt.

Perhaps Aunt Jiao knew that the eldest grandson Jingrong had grasped the truth early in the morning, and she started crying before entering the door.

"Oh, Jingrong, you have to decide for your sister, whether Wan Yue can live or not depends on you!"

At this moment, the eldest grandson Wanyue, groggy, walked into the room following Aunt Jiao's fiddling, as if she had lost her soul.Looking at it like this, he must have been frightened and stupid.

Rubbing his ears, the eldest grandson Jingrong said: "Auntie is crying like this, I really can't ask anything. How about it, how can Auntie calm down, and when will Jingrong come to talk about this matter."

Hearing what grandson Jingrong said, Aunt Jiao hurriedly put down her handkerchief and grabbed her hand, saying repeatedly: "Jingrong don't leave, if you find Auntie annoying, Auntie just shut up and never make a sound."

Sitting back on the chair impatiently, Changsun Jingrong looked at Changsun Wanyue, frowned and asked, "Tell me, what happened that day?"

"I know about this, and it's the same for me." Aunt Jiao hurriedly said first.

"Was Aunt Jiao there?"

Choked by Changsun Jingrong's words, Aunt Jiao had no choice but to shut her mouth embarrassingly.Pushing the silly eldest grandson Wanyue, Aunt Jiao called softly: "Wanyue, your sister is talking to you, answer quickly."

Turning her eyes blankly, she cast her eyes on Changsun Jingrong, and Changsun Wanyue said dumbly, "What does eldest sister want to hear?"

"I want to know, did you take the initiative to get into the carriage of the Gu family?"

"Yes."

"Who is there at the banquet?"

"I don't know those young masters either. I only know that they are all famous people. They liked my dancing very much, so they toasted me after a dance song ended. I didn't expect that the wine would be so strong, so I drank a few glasses After that, nothing happened.”

Eyes shrunk, Changsun Jingrong asked: "Then after you wake up, is there anything on your body that doesn't belong to you? For example, a man's brocade belt or something."

After thinking about it carefully, Changsun Wanyue shook her head and said: "No, I didn't feel anything unusual at the time, but after the alcohol passed, I felt a little uncomfortable. I thought it was some minor ailment, so I didn't mention it to my mother."

Hearing what Changsun Wanyue said, Aunt Jiao suddenly widened her eyes and said loudly: "I remembered, when Wanyue came back, I felt something was wrong. After I arranged for her to sleep, I helped Wanyue pack her clothes. , found a handkerchief caught inside the clothes. I didn’t pay attention at the time, seeing that the handkerchief was exquisite, I thought it was sewn by Wan Yuexin, so I brought it with me.”

The eldest grandson Jingrong sat up straight and asked, "Where is that handkerchief now?"

With a somewhat uncomfortable expression on her face, Aunt Jiao replied in a low voice: "It's already been thrown away by me."

"Throw it away!" Changsun Zhentian thought that things had turned around, but he didn't expect such a result, and said angrily, "How can you throw away such an important thing?"

"At that time, I saw that the veil was dirty, so I threw it away. Who knew it would be an important evidence." Aunt Jiao was also very wronged, thinking that it would be better if she didn't tell about it just now.

Dragging his chin with his fingers, Changsun Jingrong asked again: "Is there anything special about that veil?"

Aunt Jiao tried her best to think about it, and murmured: "It's just an ordinary handkerchief, with lotus flowers embroidered on it, and a few poems mentioned. There is no signature or anything. It looks like a work embroidered by a girl. Wan Yue, tell me, could it be that you really embroidered it?"

Aunt Jiao was afraid that she would be blamed again, so she turned to look at her eldest grandson Wanyue, hoping that she was overthinking everything.

But the eldest grandson Wanyue shook her head in confusion, proving that Aunt Jiao was still careless.

Although the veil was gone, Changsun Jingrong felt that this matter was still a clue, so he asked Aunt Jiao to describe the material, stitching and embroidery method of the veil in detail, and slowly got some outlines in his mind.

Looking at the pensive eldest grandson Jingrong, Aunt Jiao felt apprehensive, but she didn't dare to interrupt her, so she could only signal to eldest grandson Zhentian with her eyes, asking him to ask for help.

But now Changsun Zhentian didn't want to disturb Changsun Jingrong at this time, so he deliberately ignored Aunt Jiao, and instead looked at Changsun Jingrong intently.

……

Fortunately, this time, Changsun Jingrong didn't say anything, he just stood up and said, "Take good care of Wan Yue, let's make plans for other things."

At the end, the eldest grandson Jingrong only said such an ambiguous sentence, Aunt Jiao couldn't help but said eagerly: "Jingrong, this stomach doesn't wait for anyone, you must hurry up!"

Originally, Changsun Jingrong wanted to ridicule a few words, but seeing Changsun Wanyue's distraught look, he just squinted his eyes and said, "I'm not in a hurry now, with just this little information, it's just as easy to find the real culprit." Finding a needle in a haystack is like looking for a needle in a haystack. As for what you said, find a scapegoat. I advise you to give up this idea early, because no one is an idiot. If they are discovered by then, Wan Yue's end will only be worse than now. It is better to find someone reliable Doctor, it’s more practical to settle it once and for all.”

After finishing speaking, Changsun Jingrong didn't care about Aunt Jiao's reaction, bowed down to salute Changsun Zhentian, and left.

Looking at the back of the eldest grandson Jingrong, Aunt Jiao was dumbfounded, then looked at the dull eldest grandson Wanyue, turned around and threw herself into the arms of eldest grandson Zhentian, crying bitterly.

In fact, Aunt Jiao wanted to kill two birds with one stone, and taking advantage of this incident, forced her eldest grandson Jingrong to find a good family for Wan Yue.I didn't expect that after trying my best, I still had to plan for the worst.If I had known this earlier, why would I make such a big fuss about it? Wouldn't it be nice to take the opportunity of taking Wan Yue back to my hometown to visit relatives and solve it secretly?Why give that stinky girl a handle like now! ?
The more Aunt Jiao thought about it, the more wronged she became, and in the end, she simply burst into tears.

The eldest grandson Zhentian, who didn't know the truth, thought she was sad because of his precious daughter, so he kept patting her on the shoulder and softly comforting her.

Back in his yard, it was already getting dark, and the grandson Jingrong leaned on the chair tiredly, thinking that this day was really wonderful.

Seeing that the eldest grandson Jing was so tired, Bi He whispered: "Miss, this servant has prepared some hot water for you, please take a good bath."

With his eyes slightly closed, Changsun Jingrong said softly, "Go ahead and press my shoulders for a while. Today, I wanted to come back earlier to rest, but I didn't expect that my family would not be safe."

Hearing what Changsun Jingrong said, Bihe sighed deeply, feeling sorry for her master.

After a while, Bihe prepared the hot water, and Changsun Jingrong took off his clothes, soaked in the hot air, and gently closed his eyes.

But at this moment, her mind was not idle, she was thinking about who would be the father of Wanyue's child, and also thinking about what needs to be changed in the clothes made for the queen, and how to deal with Liu comb cloud...

Unknowingly, Changsun Jingrong slowly fell asleep, probably only at this moment, she is the most relaxed.

Busy days always go by very quickly, and before grandson Jingrong felt safe, the day came for her to enter the palace again.

Today, she needs to submit the costumes that have begun to take shape, and let the Empress Dowager and the Empress review to see if they meet their requirements.

In order to let Changsun Jingrong's handmade costumes pass the review on this day, Changsun Jingrong locked himself in another courtyard for five full days, modifying the clothes day and night to achieve the most perfect effect.

On the morning before entering the palace, Changsun Jingrong stacked the costumes neatly, put them in a sandalwood box, and boarded the carriage sent by the palace with a solemn expression.

Bi He looked at the seriousness of the eldest grandson Jing, and asked: "Miss, are you nervous? The slaves are also very nervous, I don't know if I can pass this time smoothly. Hey, I heard that the palace is very grand, Even a court lady is very beautiful. What kind of woman is the queen? The empress dowager must be a very dignified old man, um..."

Seeing that Changsun Jingrong was still chattering, Changsun Jingrong hurriedly reached out to stop him and said, "I'm not nervous now, but because I'm too sleepy. After today, I need to get a good night's sleep first."

Hearing this reason, Bihe couldn't help but be dumbfounded, thinking that her young lady is really extraordinary, and she is not nervous at this moment, but is thinking about taking a rest.But after thinking about it, my young lady is already extraordinary, and it's normal to have such fantastic ideas.

With the bumping of the carriage, Changsun Jingrong, half asleep and half awake, had already arrived at the gate of the palace, where there were already maids waiting for him.And looking carefully, the maid is none other than Luohua from last time.

Perhaps someone had already warned her about something, Luo Hua didn't say anything this time, after seeing her grandson's mirror face, she turned around and walked forward slowly.

It was the first time for Bihe to enter the palace, and everything in the palace felt very fresh, she couldn't help looking around, grinning from time to time, showing a silly smile.

After passing through the corridor, Bi He could no longer move forward, but could only wait in a courtyard.

Handing the box to Luo Hua solemnly, Bi He explained carefully: "The things in this box are very precious, you must be careful not to damage them, you understand?"

After Bi He's "reminder", Luo Hua just snorted coldly, then turned her head away, without any intention of taking the box.

"Hey you..."

"Okay, give this box to me, and you will wait for me here honestly, you understand?"

Under Bi He's surprised eyes, Changsun Jingrong held the sandalwood box by himself, turned to look at Luo Hua, and said, "Young lady can lead the way."

After glancing at Changsun Jingrong coldly, Luo Hua turned her head and walked in front.

Gazing at the scene in front of her with dumbfounded eyes, Bi He murmured: "Are all the slaves in the palace so arrogant?"

This time the journey was very peaceful, Changsun Jingrong did not meet Sima Xukong, and the journey was quiet and quiet, until Fengxiang Palace, nothing went wrong.

After reporting inside, the eldest grandson Jingrong walked into the hall with his head bowed, and bowed to Han Wanxin and the Empress Dowager.

"The daughter of the people has met the empress dowager, the empress."

Han Wanxin seemed to be unable to wait to take a look at the gorgeous clothes brought by her eldest grandson Jingrong, and hurriedly waved to her, and said with a smile: "Why did you come? I have been waiting for you for a long time, come quickly, let us see Look, what kind of gorgeous clothes have you made with your skillful hands?"

Hearing this, Changsun Jingrong put the box on the table, then slowly opened the lid, slowly unfolded the folded clothes inside, and presented it to Han Wanxin.

Stretching out her hand to touch the costume carefully, Han Wanxin smiled happily and said, "Grandmother, this costume is really beautiful."

"I believe that the empress will look even more dazzling if she wears it on her body."

The eldest grandson Jingrong's words touched Han Wanxin's heart, and she couldn't wait to pick up the Chinese dress herself, turned around and went behind the screen, and changed her clothes under the service of the maid.

The Empress Dowager was not as happy as Han Wanxin, but she still admired secretly in her heart when she first saw the beautiful clothes held by her eldest grandson Jingrong.At this moment, she looked at her eldest grandson Jingrong with a smile, and said, "You have lost a lot of weight compared to the last time you came here, and you must have suffered a lot compared to recent times."

"Working for the empress dowager and empress dowager, the mirror is not hard."

Seeing the grandson's calm attitude, the Empress Dowager narrowed her eyes with a smile.

After a while, Han Wanxin slowly walked out from behind the screen, two maidservants pulled gorgeous skirts behind her, and she flew towards her like a bird with wings spread out.

I saw a long light yellow dress, which made the Han Wanxin look rich and threatening, and the light lotus color tube top made the skin look pure and clean, and the girdle was tied above the waistline, making the waist soft and slender.While walking, the drapes of the fabric fluctuate, vaguely outlining the outline of the slender legs.There are dots of golden fragments on the light white tulle, which shine brightly with the movement.The most special thing about this skirt is that there are a few butterflies standing on the tail of the skirt, as if they are about to spread their wings and fly high.

Such a beautiful and refined Han Wanxin made everyone in the room look amazed.

Han Wanxin looked at the skirt on her body very satisfied, and then found that there seemed to be something on the long skirt, so she pulled the skirt to look at it, and said, "Why are there still butterflies hanging on this skirt? "

As Han Wanxin was talking, she bent down and took a closer look, and when she looked at it this way, she realized that the butterfly was totally fake, it was sewn onto it, and it was only because of the shadow that it looked real.

(End of this chapter)