After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Chapter 575 Who is getting the advantage?
Caiyu analyzed: "The Duke's Mansion is heavily guarded, and Mr. Fu cannot come in through the door unless he climbs over the wall. But Mr. Fu is seriously injured and cannot use Qinggong. What's more, I kept guard in the outer room last night, and no one entered the lady's boudoir. ”

Yan Funing thought the same thing.

"What's wrong, miss?"

"It's nothing, I just dreamed that I was arguing with him."

bicker……

It was clearly a dream about bickering, so why did it turn into a dream about kissing?
Since she moved to the Duke's Mansion, she has never had an intimate dream with him.

Even more ridiculous, the dream was not in another courtyard, but in her boudoir!
"Miss, are you still going to help Mr. Fu with his follow-up consultation today?"

"Send someone to send a message later, saying that there are guests at home today and I will go tomorrow."

I really don't want to see him.

However, it was the emperor's order and the consultation fee was collected.

At this moment, in the reception room in the front yard, Mrs. Yan was sitting in the main seat, smiling as she watched Yan Yaner entertain the guests.

Yan Yan'er smiled appropriately, walked among the guests, and ordered her servants to place the ice basin in the living room for cooling off.

A young man said: "Cousin Yan'er is really good-tempered. She knows that she is not the daughter of the Duke's family, but she can still be so calm. It's really admirable."

"What did my cousin say? I grew up in the Duke's palace, so I should repay my kindness." She looked around with a smile, "Let's all have tea and snacks."

"Why didn't the person you recognized come back show up?"

"She's busy."

"Busy? What are you busy with?"

"I'm busy with the restaurant business. I heard that the business is pretty good." Yan Yan'er said with a smile, "Everyone is free, so you can go and visit. It's on Dongsan Street."

Yan Yingying came holding Yuen Lang's hand. When she heard what Yan Yan'er said, her heart skipped a beat.

The people present now include the second and third bedrooms, relatives from the old woman's side, and relatives from the Yan family who are further away.

Sure enough, someone started whispering.

"What's the matter with the fact that the daughter of a dignified prince wants to do business in public?"

"Obviously, we were all called here just to see her. The meeting was so grand that we didn't even realize it was already noon and we didn't even see her."

"I'll probably see you during dinner."

Someone laughed: "Maybe we have to go to East Third Street to see her."

Many people shook their heads.

Seeing this, Yan Yaner's lips curved up.

What we want is this effect. No matter how noble the blood of a village girl who grew up in the countryside is, she cannot compare with her.

Yan Yingying squeezed her son's hand hard. Yuen Long felt pain and raised his head to shout.

Seeing his mother give him a look, he immediately understood: "False aunts will sow discord. What's wrong with my real aunt opening a restaurant?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall when a young man spoke out like this.

However, laughter immediately started.

Someone asked: "Lang Geer knows what is true and what is false?"

Someone else asked: "Does Lange know that it is not appropriate for a noble lady to open a restaurant?"

"I'm not a three-year-old kid, I can tell the difference."

Yuen Long snorted, he is four years old.

"My little aunt had to get dressed and eat before she recognized her. Where did the money for clothes and meals come from? Of course she earned it from opening a restaurant."

At this time, Yan Yan'er walked up to Yan Yingying and said aggrievedly: "Sister, it's Yan'er's fault, isn't it? I wonder where Yan'er said something wrong? Lang Ge'er called me like this, I..."

When speaking, I feel like crying.

"Yan'er, please don't cry." An older woman comforted her, "In my opinion, Yan'er is the sensible one to entertain us so warmly."

Many people echoed.

At this moment, a graceful and luxurious woman came slowly: "If she was really sensible, the scene today should not have happened."

"Aunt." Yan Yingying called.

"Yeah." Yan Yu leaned over with a smile and pinched Yuen Long's little face, "Our brother Lang is right. Even a four-year-old child understands the truth, but some people just don't understand." He straightened up immediately and looked at the Lord. Mrs. Yan, who was sitting on the seat: "Mother, do you think so?"

Her expression was indifferent when she spoke, and the corners of her lips were still slightly raised, making it difficult for people to understand her happiness and anger.

Yan Yingying smiled.

My father and aunt are brothers and sisters from the same mother.

In this situation, once the aunt made a move, the old woman could not refute.

Mrs. Yan's face darkened: "Yan'er, sit next to me."

Yan Yaner had no choice but to move her steps.

Yan Yu leaned over again, picked up Yuen Long, and found a place to sit down. Looking around, I found that Hong Qingyi was not there. No wonder these people were unobstructed.

Not long after, Mrs. Hong arrived with the Hong family.

Mrs. Yan was so filled with hatred that she had to stand up to greet her out of courtesy: "My mother-in-law is finally here."

Mrs. Hong said: "I wanted to come earlier, but the road was a little jammed."

Who has the nerve to call her biological mother?

Just a stepmother.

Yan Yu raised her hand and said, "Mrs. Hong, please take a seat!"

"Okay." Mrs. Hong smiled.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yan Xuan led a group of middle-aged men out of the study and into the living room.

On the other side, Hong Qingyi ordered the maids to put a set of hoodies on Yan Funing's head to try on.

"Mom, you wear too much on your head, it's heavy."

Yan Funing held her chin with both hands and felt that a lot of hairpins were stuck on her head.

"My daughter looks good in anything she wears." Hong Qingyi looked at it carefully, "She is young and has a very beautiful face, so she should wear less."

In the enamel and gold makeup box, she selected some jewelry.

"This pair of golden steps inlaid with rubies, this pair of gold hairpins inlaid with jade and rubies, these pair of red gold flower-pins, that's all."

The maid immediately helped Yan Funing put it on.

Among all the clothes, Hong Qingyi chose a dress, a blue cloud pattern cardigan, paired with an eighteen-year-old pomegranate skirt.

Order Yan Funing to put it on.

As soon as the dress was put on, the waist of the dress became much looser.

"The waist is so thin."

Hong Qingyi smiled and secretly thought that no one would be able to take advantage of anyone in the future.

She had no choice but to ask her daughter to take off her pomegranate skirt and ordered her maid to sew a few more stitches on her waist.

Not long after, Yan Funing put on the skirt again, wore embroidered shoes with cloud silk beads on her feet, and finally wrapped an apricot-colored shawl around her arms.

Caiyu clapped her hands and said, "I used to think that the young lady was extremely beautiful, but now after seeing Madam dressed like this, Caiyu knows what the most beautiful immortal looks like."

"Have you ever seen a fairy?"

Yan Funing glanced at her and then looked at herself in the mirror. Her exquisite makeup and gorgeous dress were really beautiful.

Caiyu smiled and said, "I've seen her before. It's the young lady. The young lady is the most beautiful fairy."

"loquacious."

At this moment, a servant came to report: "Madam, the master said that the luncheon should begin."

Hong Qingyi said: "Okay, here we come."

As he spoke, his eyes gradually filled with tears.

Seeing this, Yan Funing called to her: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, this is the first time I've dressed you up." Hong Qingyi wiped away her tears and took her daughter's hand. "Fortunately, you are naturally beautiful and have delicate hands. But if you didn't have to do so much work in the past year, This hand will be more delicate."

I feel sad just thinking about it.

He turned to the maid and told the maid: "From now on, I have to serve the second young lady and take care of her skin every day. There should be no leakage between my fingertips and between my fingertips."