Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 2 Reality
Xie Zhiyun and Mu Yun grew up together, she lost her mother when she was five years old, so the nanny found two maids of the same age for her, not to mention serving her, but just accompanying her through her childhood.

With this kind of affection, in fact, the two can talk about everything.

But Muyun has always been timid and cautious, not as aggressive and lively as Chaoyu, so Xie Zhiyun didn't discuss with her about Chunhuating's mundane affairs, and only let her serve and accompany her personally.

Xie Zhijun looked at the corners of Mu Yun's slightly red eyes, paused and asked, "What's wrong with you? But someone bullied you?"

Mu Yun was stunned.

She raised her head cautiously and looked at Xie Zhiyun.

Because of this seemingly perfect marriage, Xie Zhiyun has not been very happy in the past two months, and she always loses her temper for no reason, and her heart has never been peaceful.

There are many people in Su Guogong's mansion, and Xie Zhiyun has to deal with them one by one, so how can he be patient with the servants around him.

However, Mu Yun was only stunned for a moment, and then forced a smile.

"Miss, don't worry, it's fine, who in Chunhua Court would dare to bully slaves?"

Xie Zhiyun frowned slightly.

She doesn't like other people's hesitation when talking, and Muyun knows it in her heart, she is quite neat on weekdays, but today she shrinks even more.

But thinking of the crimes she suffered when she was young, Xie Zhiyun couldn't say anything to teach her, so she could only relieve her slowly.

Xie Zhiyun remembered her painful appearance in the dream, opened her mouth, and was about to ask more carefully.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yu's familiar voice floated into the dining room.

"Miss, the lady is here."

Xie Zhiyun's complexion changed slightly, she stretched out her hand to straighten the pearl plum blossom hairpin on her temples, and then slowly smoothed the folds on the wide sleeves, and then stood up with Mu Yun's hand.

With the demeanor of a daughter of a family, she walked slowly towards the main room step by step.

However, the "little lady" Zhao Yu said was not so calm. Before Xie Zhijun sat down on the chair, he heard a rush of kicking and running.

Followed by that, there was a childish roar of anger.

"Xie Zhiyun, you are so courageous!"

Before people arrive, the sound goes first.

Xie Zhiyun's face remained unchanged, she asked Muyun to serve her a cup of honey pear soup, and took a sip slowly.

When Wei Ningan ran into the main room with a gust of wind, she saw her eldest sister-in-law who had just entered the door sitting and drinking tea early in the morning.

Pretentious hypocrisy, duplicity.

Wei Ning'an was going to be blown up by her.

"Xie Zhijun, I'm talking to you!" Wei Ning'an stood in the middle of the hall and shouted with his hips on his hips.

Only then did Xie Zhiyun condescend and lower her eyes, and landed on the 13-year-old girl in the hall.

Wei Ning'an looks like her biological mother, with a pretty and lovely face, especially her round grape eyes, making people feel that she is smiling all the time.

Born from the same father, there is a huge difference, Wei Ning'an only has innocence, and does not have the strong evil spirit of Wei Ji.

"Well, I'm listening." Xie Zhiyun replied lazily.

After putting the teacup on the table, she said calmly: "Little sister, what caused you to come to Chunhuating? You are really a rare visitor."

She was so careless that Wei Ning'an almost fell over with anger.

Wei Ning'an pointed at Xie Zhijun, furious: "Xie Zhijun, who told you to shovel all the green chrysanthemums in the garden? You didn't know it was mother's favorite flower? How dare you?"

Only then did Xie Zhiyun remember that there seemed to be such a thing, her beautiful eyes curled up, and her voice was filled with a smile: "Little sister, I am the eldest wife of the mansion, and I will assist my mother in taking care of the garden, how to take care of the garden, I don't need to explain it to you."

Xie Zhijun raised her head high, and the pearl tassels around her ears swayed slightly, lighting up her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Little sister has never been educated as a lady since she was a child, so it's inevitable that she doesn't understand some things. I will tell my mother later and let her discipline you well."

Wei Ningan's face turned red with anger.

Standing there, her small body was like a kettle about to boil, and she was about to roar eagerly.

"Xie Zhiyun, don't be complacent, what's so great about being tall, don't you still want to marry into our family?" Wei Ning'an shouted while breaking away from Nanny Su beside him.

"My elder brother doesn't like you, you can't dance swords and guns, you can't fight the enemy, you are not worthy of my elder brother."

Xie Zhiyun's face remained unchanged, but he scolded Wei Ji eight hundred times in his heart.

She raised her eyes to Su Su's mother: "Su mother, I don't know that the government has such rules, and the sister-in-law can mock the elder sister-in-law so wantonly?"

Su Momo was sweating from anxiety, saluted Xie Zhijun while trying to persuade Wei Ning'an.

But neither of this pair of sisters-in-law is easy to get along with, one is full of ridicule, the other is full of anger, and the flames of war are imminent.

Xie Zhijun didn't sleep well yesterday, and now she still has some headaches, and Wei Ning'an has to listen to her long-winded before breakfast, she can hardly suppress her temper.

Just when she was about to have someone chase Wei Ning'an away, another figure rushed over.

This time, it was Mother Zhao who was beside Su Guogong's wife Cui Ji.

Nanny Zhao stepped into the main hall, saluted Xie Zhijun in a proper manner, and pleaded guilty for Wei Ning'an, then turned her head and whispered a few words to Wei Ning'an.

With just these few words, Wei Ning'an behaved like a quail.

She might still feel ashamed, so she shrank behind Zhao Mama, bowed her head and said nothing.

Xie Zhiyun's mood got worse.

She lowered her eyes to Zhao Nanny, and waited for her series of confessions to finish before she spoke: "Zhao Nanny, you are the steward next to Madam, if you go this trip in person, I will give you this face, then Take Miss Ning back and discipline her properly, and she can't make such nonsense in the future and make the government lose face."

With the same smile on Zhao Nanny's face, she saluted Xie Zhijun and invited Wei Ning'an back.

Xie Zhiyun said, "Wait."

Mother Zhao turned her head and looked up at the bright and beautiful woman on the main seat.

Xie Zhijun was wearing a wide-sleeved long gown that the daughter of the Langhuan family used to wear. The collar, sleeves and hem were all embroidered with complicated lotuses. Under the layers of neckline wrapping was her slender neck, which made her look slender and straight.

No makeup was applied on her face, she only brushed her eyebrows lightly, but there was a kind of beauty that could not be ignored.

Langhuan's number one beauty really lived up to her reputation.

At this moment, there was no smile on Xie Zhiyun's face. She looked at Zhao Mama lightly, and said in a deep voice: "There are many people in the house, and my mother has to worry about my father, second brother and younger sister. It is inevitable that I am tired. It is also my duty to repair the garden in the warm spring."

After saying this, the corners of Xie Zhiyun's lips raised slightly, revealing a dignified and decent smile.

"Mother should understand what I mean."

Zhao mama lowered her eyes, bowed to salute her, and then retreated quietly.

And Wei Ning'an had already been taken down by Mother Su, so he didn't know about these few words.

When Chunhuating calmed down again, Xie Zhijun withdrew the smile on his face and let out a breath slowly.

Mu Yun stepped forward quietly, and whispered: "Miss, breakfast is ready, let's have some dessert first."

Xie Zhiyun nodded, went back to the dining hall to wash his hands and face again, and then began to eat breakfast slowly.

The Langhuan Xie family is a hundred-year-old clan. It was the mainstay of the court as early as the late Zhou Dynasty.

It wasn't until the collapse of the former Qin Dynasty and the replacement of Beiyue, the frequent wars in the north and the south, and the power of the Wei family in the Beiyue kingdom, that it was difficult to maintain the majesty of the Xie family.

Even so, the century-old clan has a lot of heritage.

When she was at home, Xie Zhiyun always had four cold, four hot and two soup configurations early on. If she couldn't eat it by herself, she would give it to the maids and women to eat together.

However, after marrying into the Duke's mansion and becoming the eldest wife of the Duke's mansion, her life is not as meticulous as when she was at home.

Take the breakfast in front of me as an example, Wei Shi and Xie Shi are completely different.

Wei was born in a farming family in Taixing, and his whole family made a living by planting land and raising cattle for rich peasants. There were a dozen or so people in the family, and those who could read and write could count with a single slap.

Wei Ji followed Wei Cang, Duke of Su since childhood, and went into battle to kill the enemy when he was fifteen. When he was young, he fought with the army all the year round. He lived an overly casual life and never paid much attention to food and clothing.

Xie Zhiyun remembered that on the first day of her marriage, she had a bowl of egg noodles and fried rice for breakfast, which was so dull that she didn't eat for a whole day.

Under the "teaching" of this month, the small kitchen has improved, but it is really lackluster.

Today's breakfast is still noodles and fried rice, but the noodles are shredded pork noodles with mustard greens, and the fried rice is more fragrant with cucumber and bacon added.

In addition, the small kitchen specially cooked a pot of pork rib soup for her, which was an extra tribute to her.

Xie Zhiyun didn't like to eat these rough foods, but she also knew that she couldn't starve herself. She simply ate a bowl of noodles and said to Mu Yun, "You can eat the rest. If it's not enough, let the small kitchen do it again."

But after she finished speaking, Mu Yun still didn't respond, so Xie Zhiyun looked up at her.

Mu Yun's eyes were red, and he stood beside her in a daze, looking really pitiful.

Xie Zhiyun frowned again.

She put down her chopsticks and let Zhaoyu handle the breakfast, while she led Muyun into the inner room.

As soon as she entered, she said lightly: "Kneel down."

Mu Yun was taken aback for a moment, then knelt down conveniently: "I know I was wrong."

Xie Zhiyun asked: "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Mu Yun's eyes were red, she shook her head: "Your servant, I don't know."

Mu Yun has shrunk since she was a child, and Xie Zhijun has taught her for so many years, but it has not improved.Every time she encounters a big event, she likes to keep it secret, and Xie Zhiyun always has to provoke her before she is willing to reveal the truth.

Xie Zhiyun had nothing to do with her, so he could only pretend to be angry and said, "Isn't it wrong to conceal it and not report it? Muyun, I asked you a question, and you have to answer it truthfully. Why did you lie to me?"

Mu Yun's tears rushed out like a rain curtain, falling onto the cashmere carpet.

"Miss, miss, I..."

Xie Zhiyun was full of irritability: "What's the matter with you?"

Mu Yun replied subconsciously: "My mother is sick."

These five words struck Xie Zhiyun deeply like thunder, she widened her eyes and lowered her head to stare at Mu Yun.

"Can you say that again?"

Mu Yun bowed and kowtowed on the ground: "Miss, my mother was seriously ill. Brother Yang sent me a letter yesterday asking me to go home today, but I, I dare not go back."

"But I'm afraid that my mother will really leave and I won't be able to see her for the last time. Miss, what should I do?"

Mu Yun's crying sound overlapped with the scene in the dream, Xie Zhijun felt her knees go soft, she stumbled and took two steps back, and fell down on the chair unexpectedly.

Muyun's mother is really ill. If she really didn't rush back to see her mother, would it really be a world apart forever?
Reality and dreams overlapped, making Xie Zhiyun feel cold again.

She just felt that her whole body was stiff, panic and fear filled her mind, leaving her no time to look around.

In her remaining rationality, there was only one sentence floating around: Will Wei Ji die too?

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