Chapter 86
Liu Qingyun frowned and picked up the tea beside him.

A green robe floated with his movements.

He looks like a gentle and elegant young man who has read poetry and books.

If one ignores Mrs. Song's eyes full of resentment and the old lady's livid face, the maid is afraid that her eyes will grow on him.

But at this time, the atmosphere in the hall was really a little subtle.

The maids and grandmothers all lowered their heads and were cautious, for fear of being burned by the fire.

Only Liu Qingyun moved gracefully and calmly.

The smile on Liu Qingyun's lips became deeper and her eyes were deep.

Just to ask his biological father to apologize to his mother, even though he didn't know who his biological father was or whether he had left Shengjing, he still came here without hesitation.

From this, we can see that Liu Qingyun is not as ignorant, gentle and kind as he appears.

Xu Yinghuai spent money to buy poems, which first made him intolerable.

But after all, it is his own business, and Liu Qingyun will not use his own standards to restrict others.

But unfortunately, that poem was written by him.

And according to Zhang San, it was someone from the Hou Mansion who fell in love with the poem first, and then he went to the study to steal his calligraphy and painting.

Liu Qingyun was extremely angry, but could not do anything to Xu Yinghuai.

Today they approached him and asked him to accept Brother Qi as their student, but he immediately refused.

If Xu Jiaxu wasn't really a talented person and he had feelings for this student, he would have dismissed the student long ago.

The old lady asked him to comment, and he naturally told the truth.

During this period, Mrs. Song kept giving him winks, trying to get him to cover up.

How could Liu Qingyun do what she wanted.

Such a waste of his words and poems, he cared about the dignity of his elders, so he didn't say anything embarrassing to her.

"Go and call the prince."

The old lady ordered in a deep voice.

The two little maids ran out in a hurry and headed towards Caixuan's yard.

Grandma Zhang quickly knelt down and picked up the scattered beads.

Somewhat distressed, "This is the prayer bead you have had for so many years, and now it is broken..."

Even if it is repaired, it cannot go back to the past.

The old lady snorted, pulled the thin thread in her hand, and looked at the uneasy Mrs. Song coldly.

"I have been fasting and chanting Buddha's name for so many years, just hoping for a bright future for the Marquis. But now that the prince still has this kind of virtue, it seems that the Buddha has not protected me."

As long as there is another legitimate son, she will not care about Xu Yinghuai anymore!
The eldest brother Shangwen is not suitable to inherit the title of Marquis Xuanwu.

The third and fourth sons are suitable, but...

Two brothers died in battle at such a young age.

When the old lady thought of these two grandsons, her heart ached.

The third general had praised Lao San for his talent. If he could survive, the position of Marquis would only be his.

Liu Qingyun drank the last sip.

Put down the teacup, stand up and excuse yourself.

"Old Madam should also understand why I don't want to accept my brother. Qingyun still has something to do, so she left first."

"and many more."

The old lady tried to persuade her to stay.

The old lady hesitated.

She didn't care whether he accepted Brother Qi, but...

Liu Qingyun said with a clear face, "Qingyun is not a talkative person. He will also control the mouths of the servants around him and will not spread this matter."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief.

Now she didn't have the face to ask Liu Qingyun to be Xu Yinghuai's adviser.

"I owe you once. If Liu Xiaozi needs anything from the Hou Mansion in the future, just ask."

Liu Qingyun raised his eyebrows and said no more.

Mrs. Song looked at his back, feeling anxious but unable to speak.The old lady looked so bad.

She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would be scolded by the old lady.

But if she didn't speak, the old lady would scold her.

"I have said many times that you cannot pamper Huai'er. He will be a marquis in the future and will go to the battlefield. If he does not have some real skills, he will not only disobey the crowd, but also die on the battlefield. Do you really want to wait for this day? When the time comes, do you regret that you were too indulgent in the past?"

The old lady hates iron but not steel.

The tone was not very harsh, but more helpless and more disappointing.

If you don't have talent, you don't need to show it off. If you have a big house, you can spend money on some gadgets.

She will be happy too.

Like now, fortunately, the boy from the Liu family saw it before it was hung up.

It would be really embarrassing if everyone else knew about it and it was revealed that Huai'er didn't write it himself.

Mrs. Song felt a little aggrieved.

"If Lord Marquis could love me more and give me two more children, I wouldn't be like this. But I only have Huai'er, and my future depends entirely on him. Tell me, how can I not pamper him?" , Indulge him?"

If the Marquis could respect her more, she wouldn't be so insecure.

Without her husband's care and love, the only person she can rely on is her son. If she doesn't follow Huai'er in everything and he leaves her, what will she do for the rest of her life?
Hearing her cry, the old lady fell silent.

After a while, she let out a long sigh.

Looking into the distance, his eyes are distant and solemn.

"It's my fault!"

The old lady's final note was very long, with deep regret.

She and the old Marquis were also arranged to be matchmakers by their parents. The old Marquis also had childhood sweethearts when he was young. But after they got married, he doted on her very much. Although they had two concubines, they both had no children, and neither did the old Marquis. Go to their yard often.

The old Marquis loved her, and even after knowing her thoughts, he still loved her and respected her. He gave her everything.

She originally thought that the Marquis and the Song family could do the same.

Even if you don't like it, you should give her the most basic dignity of being a proper lady.

Who knew that the Marquis would be fascinated by his concubine.

Not only was the husband a concubine, but after Xu Yinghuai was born, he never set foot in Shuangmei Courtyard again.

He is a good father, but he is not a good husband, nor is he a suitable prince.

There were so many conflicts between them, and no one was happy.

If she had known that her one thought would lead to this situation, she should not have promoted this marriage in the first place.

Let the Marquis marry that concubine. Although her status is not good, at least the couple will love each other for the rest of their lives.

Better than today.

The prince is dead.

The concubine also died.

Only the Song family remained.

The old lady secretly regretted it.

By the time Xu Yinghuai arrived late, most of the anger in her heart had dissipated.

Xu Yinghuai saw the strange atmosphere in the room and saw the painting in Nanny Zhang's hand. His mother was still wiping tears there, and he instantly understood what had happened.

He immediately knelt down to apologize.

"Grandma, it's my grandson's fault. I shouldn't have gone out to buy a painting and said it was painted by myself. My grandson just wants grandma to be happy, but I still did something wrong. Grandma, please punish me severely."

Xu Yinghuai said it sincerely.

The old lady doesn’t want to worry about this now.

She is a little tired.

"Get up and don't make this mistake again."

Xu Yinghuai was surprised by the particularly talkative old lady.

He hurriedly wondered if he had done something wrong. Otherwise, why would the old lady be so wrong?

(End of this chapter)

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