After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 283 Stop Talking Nonsense

These days in Shangjing are very lively. First, the case of cheating in the imperial examination was officially concluded, and then the mad king Li Zhou came to Beijing. Things happened one after another.

In Zhenbeihou's mansion, Princess Fu'an rarely entered the palace today, and went to the Hou's mansion to talk to Qin Fenghua.

"Sister-in-law, why haven't you entered the palace these days?" Qin Fenghua asked curiously.

Fu An casually picked up a piece of pastry, put it in his mouth, and said, "Fu Yang has returned to the palace, I don't want to see her."

"Fuyang?"

"It's the eldest princess Li Yue." Fu An swallowed the pastry and explained, "You probably don't have any impression of her. You should be three or four years old when she left the capital."

Qin Fenghua suddenly thought: "Would it be that mad king who returned to Beijing with Princess Fuyang?"

Fu'an: "That's right, the two siblings returned to Beijing together, and the emperor left him in the palace temporarily."

Qin Fenghua pondered: "Your Majesty, what do you mean...forgive the former empress?"

Fu An waved his hand and said, "Who knows, when the siblings go back to Beijing, the capital will be in trouble again."

"Hey, sister-in-law, why do you think His Majesty summoned them back to Beijing without festivals?"

Fu An: "How do I know this, it may be that the father is old, and it may not necessarily hurt to be idle."

Qin Fenghua: ...the only ones who can bury the emperor in this way and still be safe are the mother and daughter of Princess Fu'an. It's amazing.

Fu An didn't seem to think it was enough, and continued to bury his old father: "Father is also getting older and more insane, and I don't have to order those two lunatics back. Isn't it hard for everyone to find them quickly? They are sick!"

Qin Fenghua looked around cautiously, there should be no spies from Emperor Yongjia in the Hou Mansion.

Qin Fenghua didn't dare to answer Fu'an's words of complaining about the emperor just now, so he quickly changed the subject: "Sister-in-law, little sister would like to ask you for a favor."

Without raising his head, Fu An asked casually, "What?"

"It's about He Tingyi."

"The fourth lady of the He family?"

Qin Fenghua nodded: "Yes."

"What do you want me for?"

"Now that the He family's limelight has passed, I would like to ask my sister-in-law to help me see if I can bring He Si out of Ye Ting."

Fu An sneered: "Miss of the He family, He Tingrong didn't come to beg me, but you, a sister-in-law, are so busy. The surname He Tingrong is really simple."

Qin Fenghua smiled embarrassingly: "Isn't the second sister-in-law too sad, she is sick, and she is still bedridden now, I thought it would be good if I could save one, so as to ease the second sister-in-law's heart a little bit, and He Tingyi was the one who decided to send it to me at the beginning. I went to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and I can't watch her suffer in it."

"Sister-in-law, please help me."

Fu An: "All right, all right, it's not a big deal after all, I'll just go to Ye Ting for a while."

Qin Fenghua: "I knew my sister-in-law was the best."

Fu'an nodded Qin Fenghua's nose: "Stop acting like a baby to me."

Qin Fenghua chuckled and continued to be good.

The two were enjoying themselves in the room, laughing and talking happily, but one of them stood outside the door with a restrained expression.

"Second Mistress, won't you go in?" the woman guarding the door asked in a low voice.

He Tingrong smiled at her, and said slowly and softly: "No need, I'll go back first, don't tell my sister and sister-in-law that I have been here."

After finishing speaking, without looking at the mother-in-law's reaction, she turned around and left, almost a little like running away.

The other woman looked at He Tingrong's walking figure, shook her head, sighed, and said to herself: Poor.

Zhijin walked beside He Tingrong, took a look at her expression, and then complained in a low voice: "Grandma, what do you mean by Princess Fu'an, is she looking down on you or something? The He family just fell, and she is behind I look down on you like that."

He Tingrong: "Don't talk nonsense, my sister-in-law's temperament is like this, she has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. It is true that I don't care about the He family's affairs, and she is right."

Zhijin: "When something like this happens, anyone else will be seriously ill. It's fine if Princess Fu'an doesn't feel sympathetic, and she still arranges grandma like this behind her back."

He Tingrong stopped and grimaced.

Seeing her expression, Zhijin knew that He Tingrong was upset, so he apologized in a low voice: "It's Zhijin Miaoyan, grandma, don't be angry, be careful not to be angry."

Zhijin has been with He Tingrong since she was a child, and she followed her from the He Mansion to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion as a dowry. He Tingrong knew that she had a sharp temper and liked to talk small things. Although she had minor problems, she was loyal. , He Tingrong usually turned a blind eye to her, and Zhijin was so courageous that even the princess dared to criticize her under the connivance.

"If you don't want to serve by my side anymore, I'll give you a sum of money and let you out..."

As soon as He Tingrong finished speaking halfway, Zhijin was so frightened that he "plopped" and fell to his knees.

"Grandma, it's my fault. It's my words and deeds that make no sense. I don't dare anymore. Please don't drive me away."

Seeing that she knew she was wrong, He Tingrong couldn't bear it, so she said: "Okay, let's get up, don't be an example, you know?"

Zhijin got busy: "Your servant understands, thank you grandma."

The two then walked back again, returned to the yard, looked up and saw Qin Jin coming out of the house.

"Ting Rong, where have you been?" Qin Jin saw that He Tingrong's face was turning pale, so he took her hand, took her by the shoulders and led him into the house, saying, "Why are you still not fully recovered from your illness?" So I got out of bed and ran around, worried that the root cause of the disease would remain."

He Tingrong followed his footsteps and entered the back room.

"I'm almost recovered from my illness. If you stay in the house and get bored, go out to get some air. I'm fine. Don't worry."

Qin Jin looked at He Tingrong disapprovingly, and pushed her back on the bed: "No, you have to get well before going out, otherwise I don't feel at ease."

Then, he turned his head and told Zhijin: "Go and bring a bowl of hot soup to grandma, and go to the cold."

Zhijin hurriedly took orders.

After finishing the order, Qin Jin turned his head to look at He Tingrong, looked at her for a while, and suddenly said: "Tingrong, what's wrong with you? Did something happen? Why is your face so ugly?"

He Tingrong smiled, and said: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired after walking around, don't worry, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Qin Jin murmured: "I told you, I told you to go out after you recover. If you don't listen to me, it will be uncomfortable. Don't sleep now. You will feel more comfortable after drinking hot soup and sleeping."

He Tingrong nodded and said softly, "Okay."

It was rare to see He Tingrong look so docile and well-behaved, Qin Jin was not used to it for a while, and when he was about to say something, Zhijin came in with hot soup.

Zhijin: "Uncle, the hot soup is ready."

Qin Jin stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Zhijin froze for a moment.

Qin Jin: "What are you doing in a daze, give me the soup."

Zhijin came to his senses, quickly moved the tray forward, and held the soup in front of Qin Jin.

Qin Jin raised his hand to pick up the soup bowl, and turned to He Tingrong: "You maidservant is so stupid to go out with you, you can't even listen to the words."

Said, picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of hot soup, blew it to cool slightly, and then stretched it to He Tingrong's lips.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Seeing that the servants were still there, He Tingrong was a little embarrassed: "Give me the bowl, I'll drink it myself."

Qin Jin disagreed: "Stop talking nonsense, open your mouth."

Seeing Qin Jin's insistence, He Tingrong had no choice but to open her mouth under the eyes of a room full of maids.

(End of this chapter)