Ci Jinzhi

When Duan Yunling was sad and desperate because of her marriage, Duan Yunhua was angry.

"Grandmother really called Duan Yunling over today?"

The servant girl who went out to inquire about the news said cautiously: "Yes..."

"Why did grandma ask Duan Yunling to come over?" Duan Yunhua already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it, so he stood up and asked.

The servant girl took a step back subconsciously, and answered bravely: "The servant girl didn't find out."

As Duan Yunhua's personal maid, she knew about Qingfeng Temple.At this time, the old lady called the third girl over alone, what else could it be for.

The maid's answer gave Duan Yunhua an outlet to vent his anger that was on the verge of exploding.

"Why, why is it Duan Yunling!"

"She's just a concubine, like a piece of wood, she dares not speak when she sees outsiders. Why did Mrs. Gu Changbo choose her?"

Duan Yunhua was emotional, and wrapped his hands around the maid's arms: "Why are you talking about it?"

"My servant, I don't know..." The maid's voice trembled.

She is a little maid, how can she know why.

"I don't believe it, I'm going to ask my grandmother!" Duan Yunhua walked out.

The servant girl turned pale with shock, and hurriedly stopped her: "Girl, don't be impulsive! This is not up to the old lady to decide. It is useless for you to ask the old lady."

"It's useless..." Duan Yunhua sat down on the beauty's couch with a blank expression, "It's useless..."

Could it be that just because her mother was divorced, she was nothing?

Duan Yunhua lay down on the beauty's couch, weeping in despair.

When Duan Shaoqing came back from the Yamen and learned from the old lady that Uncle Guchang's mansion had taken a fancy to Duan Yunling, he was quite satisfied with the result.

"Ling'er is cautious and submissive, and there will be no mistakes in Guchangbo's mansion."

On the contrary, the daughter-in-law's unbearable temperament, impulsively contradicting her mother-in-law or quarreling with her husband, will cause headaches for the Shaoqing House.

"I think so too." The old lady said with a smile.

This night, some people in Shaoqing Mansion were happy and some were sad, and Duan Yunchen came back the next morning.

Concerned about her eldest grandson's studies, the old lady smiled and asked, "Did your second brother come back with you?"

"Yes, the second brother said to go back with Cousin Qing." Duan Yunchen replied to his grandmother's words calmly, but his heart was not so calm.

He could see that his grandmother was happy to see his second brother and his young cousin together.Although he has no intentions towards his young cousin, he still feels uncomfortable when he thinks that the person who once had affection for him will become husband and wife with his cousin in the future.

Is there no girl from other people's family to consider? Why does grandma have to keep her young cousin at home?
Duan Yunchen thought that not long ago he quietly went to visit his mother at his grandfather's house, and when he saw Cousin Zhu from a distance, Cousin Zhu turned around and left in a hurry, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

If Grandmother hadn't insisted on matching him and Cousin Qing back then, Mother wouldn't have gone to extremes, and Cousin Zhu and him wouldn't have become like this...

"Chen'er?"

Duan Yunchen came back to his senses: "You call me."

The old lady smiled: "You child, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing. How's Grandma doing these days?"

"It's all good. I went to Qingfeng Temple the day before yesterday to have some activities."

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a few words, Duan Yunchen asked: "Father didn't go out?"

The tenth day of every month happens to be the day when officials rest and take a bath.Duan Shaoqing either went out to meet friends, or rested at home.

"No."

"The grandson goes to pay his respects to his father."

"Go." For this grandson, the old lady really likes her.

Duan Yunchen bid farewell to the old lady and went to Duan Shaoqing's place. The father and son talked to Duan Yunhua after talking.

In the past, whenever the Imperial College was on holiday, Duan Yunhua would go to the Ruyi Hall early to wait for his brother to come back.Duan Yunchen felt a little uneasy not seeing his sister today.

"Girl, the eldest son is here."

"Please come in." Duan Yunhua looked sullen, and told the maidservant, "Don't mention the Qing Dynasty to the eldest son."

Duan Yunchen came in quickly, looked at Duan Yunhua's swollen eyes, and his eyes sank.

"What happened to the second sister?"

"Didn't sleep well yesterday." Duan Yunhua suppressed his grievances, "Brother, sit down."

"It's just that you didn't sleep, okay?" Duan Yunchen sat down, with worry in his eyes, "Did the second sister cry? Did something happen?"

Duan Yunhua's eyes turned red: "I miss my mother."

She speaks quickly and truthfully, but she also needs face. Even the third younger sister has never had the face to let her elder brother know about such things.

Duan Yunchen had no doubts.

He also often suffers from thinking about his mother, not to mention his sister, who is a girl.

"Second Sister, apply cold water to your eyes, so as not to be seen when the family eats."

"Understood." Duan Yunhua lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

If possible, she really didn't want to face Duan Yunling.But if she didn't show up today, it would make the other party laugh even more.

When the family sat around the dining room of Ruyi Hall for lunch, Xin You keenly noticed the difference between Duan Yunhua and Duan Yunling.

Both of them looked unhappy, what happened?
Xin You didn't care about Duan Yunhua's mood at all, but Duan Yunling was different.

Duan Yunling also helped to leave Shaoqing's mansion smoothly before, and Xinyou has to pay back this favor.

"Qingqing, when will Mr. Song Ling's new book be released?"

Xin You looked at Duan Shaoqing who was asking questions.

Duan Shaoqing suppressed a little embarrassment and explained: "I read Mr. Song Ling's "Painted Skin", and it is indeed well written."

Some colleagues and even Shangfeng approached him because of the bookstore opened by his niece, and asked about Mr. Songling's new book, which he did not expect.

"Soon." Xin You smiled slightly at Duan Shaoqing.

"Mr. Song Ling releases a new book, remember to tell uncle."

Xin You raised her lips: "Give uncle a few more copies then."

I just don't know if I'm still in the mood to watch it.

"And me, cousin, don't forget to see me off." Duan Yunlang said hastily.

This time, Xinyou smiled more sincerely: "Okay."

Seeing a pair of young children chatting and laughing, the old lady also smiled more lovingly.

Not surprisingly, the grandson and granddaughter are a natural couple, and soon they will be married to the Guchangbo Mansion again, and the Shaoqing Mansion will finally sweep away the bad luck of this period of time.

After lunch, the elders were in a good mood, while the younger generation had their own thoughts.

Xinyou returned to Wanqingju, and was about to ask Xiaolian to invite Duan Yunling over to play, when Duan Yunling arrived.

"Is there something on your mind?" Xin You asked directly.

Duan Yunling's eyes turned red, and he glanced at Xiaolian.

Xinyou signaled Xiaolian to back down.

There was no one else in the room, Duan Yunling couldn't help but shed tears: "Cousin Qing, what should I do, grandma wants me to betrothed to Uncle Guchang's son!"

Xin You was stunned.

In the past few days, she had been secretly hoping that Dai Ze would bring her some useful news, but she never expected that it would be like this when she heard about Guchangbo's mansion.

"Sister Ling, speak slowly."

Duan Yunling wiped away tears, and started from the "encounter" in Qingfeng Temple.

"Grandmother will take me to see Mrs. Gu Changbo the day after tomorrow, and I'm afraid it will be settled... I thought about pretending to be sick, but even if I escaped this time, it won't be easy if I annoy grandma..."

Duan Yunling talked about helplessness and despair, looking at Xinyou with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Cousin Qing... Will there be a way?