Chapter 50 Linqi Pavilion (Please read on^^)

After Yang Wenyuan's repeated assurances and the promise that everything would be ready before the next day off, Mrs. Chen and Yang Ruijin were satisfied and let Yang Wenyuan go.

In the Sheng family carriage.

Unlike Molan, who was a little bored.

The other people all had happy expressions on their faces.

Minglan and Rulan huddled together quietly and talked in private.

Wang Ruofu took Hualan aside and enthusiastically discussed the marriage between the two families.

"Hua'er, I have already agreed with Madam Chen that once this winter is over, you can discuss marriage with the young marquis. Madam Wu will be the matchmaker. After delaying you for so long, this marriage will finally be completed."

Hua Lan nodded gently and replied, "My daughter knows that mother has been working hard these days."

Wang Ruofu shook her head, looked up at the top of the carriage silently, and said with emotion on her face: "When you were young, our family was not yet prosperous. At that time, I often looked at the furnishings at home and thought to myself that I must find you a suitable marriage in the future, so that all the hardships you have endured will not be in vain."

Hua Lan reached out her soft lips, held Wang Ruofu's hands, and said with emotion: "Mother!"

Wang Ruofu held Hualan's hand with her backhand, held it against her chest, and continued, "Who would have thought that the Earl's Mansion was originally chosen, but the scene was so ugly that the family members were not satisfied, so they rejected it.

At that time, I was still worried, thinking it would be difficult to find another good family to marry into, but I didn’t expect that I would become the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion. These surprises are really one greater than the other.”

Hua Lan turned her head shyly and said:
"Mother, it's not even done yet, why do you say it as if I'm already married?"

Wang Ruofu laughed and tapped Hua Lan's white forehead with her index finger. "You are so cautious in front of me. I don't know who you took after. I don't think anyone in my Wang family has this kind of personality."

Hua Lan refused to give in and said in a coquettish tone: "Mother!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. If I say it, it will seem like I'm at fault."

Wang Ruofu straightened her sleeves and said, "No wonder people say that children are debt collectors. I think you are not bad either."

We talked and laughed all the way, and before we knew it we were back home.

After entering the house, Wang Ruofu learned that Sheng Hong was already at home.

"My Lord, why did you leave the court so early today?"

The maid waiting on the side replied, "The master said that the official was kind and found that it was snowing today. He was worried that the officials were not well prepared today and would have difficulty returning home, so he dismissed the officials early."

Wang Ruofu nodded, took the hand warmer handed over by another maid, and then said:

"Where is the master now? I am looking for him."

The maid glanced at Wang Ruofu hesitantly, causing Wang Ruofu to frown and said angrily:

"Just say what you're told to say. Why are you dithering?"

"Reply... reply to the eldest lady's words, the master is in Linqi Pavilion."

Wang Ruofu didn't show any surprise on her face. She just nodded calmly and said, "Then go tell the master that I have something to discuss with him. Ask him to come to my room."

Wang Ruofu was not interested in going to Linqi Pavilion to call for help.

Disgusting!

Linqi Pavilion.

Inside the house, Lin Qinshuang was making tea on the table, while Sheng Hong was sitting beside her, supporting his head with his right hand and holding a hand warmer with his left hand, admiring the beautiful scenery right before his eyes.

At this time, Molan walked in angrily. Seeing the look on his beloved Moer's face, Sheng Hong immediately straightened his face and asked, "Moer, what's wrong with you? Were you wronged at the polo match?"

Molan was angry, so she turned her head to the side without answering.

At this time, Chang Feng followed in.

But unlike Molan, he had a smug look on his face and was humming a little tune softly.

Sheng Hong couldn't help but frown and asked, "Chang Feng, what happened at the polo match today? Why is Mo'er like this? Did someone bully her?"

Chang Feng scratched his head, looking at a loss, "Is someone bullying my sister? I don't know!"

Chang Feng really didn't know what had happened. After all, he had done nothing today except playing pitch pot with Rong Xian. At most, on the way back in the carriage, he had been enjoying the scene of touring Bianliang with the children of nobles in the future.

Lin Qinshuang didn't even bother to order tea. She glared at Chang Feng with her beautiful eyes, then quickly walked to Mo Lan and whispered to comfort her:
"Mo'er, what's wrong? Is it because something went wrong at the polo match?"

Molan is a little embarrassed now.

She thought her mother was the only one in the room, so she was prepared to act like a little girl. When her mother came to comfort her, she would say some bad things about the lady and Rulan, and then the mother and daughter would accuse the people in Weiruixuan together.

But who would have thought that the father who was supposed to be in Yingmao was actually in the room...

Then some things are hard to say.

So Molan simply shook her head and whispered, "Nothing."

As he spoke, he glanced at Sheng Hong under Lin Qinshuang's gaze. Lin Qinshuang understood what he meant and knew that it would be inconvenient for Molan to say it in front of Sheng Hong, so he carefully hugged Molan in his arms and turned to Changfeng and said, "Mo'er is busy, what are you doing as a brother today?"

"Yeah, you know nothing. What were you doing at the polo club today?" Sheng Hong's attention was successfully diverted, and he also directed his spearhead at Chang Feng who looked confused.

Weren’t we just talking about Molan?
How did it come to me?
But Chang Feng was not afraid, instead he said quite complacently: "Today I am playing pot tossing with Brother Xian from the Marquis of Fuchang Mansion."

"Brother Xian from the Marquis of Fuchang Mansion, Rongxian?"

Sheng Hong was indeed surprised, and walked up to him and asked, "How did you get in touch with him?"

"Of course we have similar interests!"

Chang Feng was even more proud.

"I had just arrived there and was unfamiliar with the place. I was playing pot-tossing alone, but Xian saw me and, perhaps attracted by my pot-tossing skills, invited me to play with them. I couldn't refuse, so I agreed to go."

Sheng Hong knew his son's habits, so he automatically ignored Chang Feng's boasting about his pitching skills and paid direct attention to the result. He nodded and praised, "Not bad, although the Rong family of Fuchang Marquis's mansion is poor and has become rich, his family is now prosperous, so it's okay to play with their children."

Before Sheng Hong could say a few more words, Xue Niang came in and said, "Master, the lady has just sent someone over."

Sheng Hong hesitated for a moment and asked, "What did you say?"

"He said he wanted the master to go to the mistress's room immediately because he had something important to tell her."

Xue Niang changed "discuss" to "tell", which immediately made Sheng Hong frown. He said impatiently: "Go out and tell the maid that I have something to do now, and I will come over when the dinner is over."

Xue Niang bowed lightly and replied, "Yes, my lord, I will go and pass on the message right away."

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