Salted Fish Lady Loves to Eat Melons

Chapter 28: Wen Mansion Trouble
"Here it comes, why are you making such a loud noise? Don't scare Sister Zhu'er, the prince is also here!" Wen Yansheng muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Third brother, why do you say that? I hope you won't mind. I have always been a straightforward person since I was young."

Wen Mingzhu sat in the upper seat next to the prince. Her voice was very pleasant, clear and charming.

"What did I say wrong? Second sister is kind-hearted. She arrived first but was the last one to come in." Wen Yansheng stuck out his tongue.

"Xiao Sheng, don't be rude." Wen Yansheng's words made Minister Wen feel hot on his face, and he scolded him.

Minister Wen only then remembered that he had left his eldest daughter and son-in-law aside when he saw the prince's carriage.

He naturally knew that his eldest son-in-law was now a marquis, because the emperor wrote the imperial edict in public during the morning court session.

But his son-in-law is the crown prince. In front of the crown prince, a lame marquis is nothing!
Although this was a bit unkind, he had already done it and wanted to let it go.

But he didn't know that his silly son would say it to his face!

"Why am I the last one to go? Don't you have any idea?" Wen Qingwan's voice was as cold as ice and snow.

It’s not that she was so sad. If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment, but she absolutely did not want to be a stepping stone for Wen Mingzhu.

Xiao Jin saw that his little girl's eyes were full of grievance, like a wronged kitten.

He reached out and held her little hand, asking with his eyes: Madam, do they always treat you like this?

Wen Qingwan wanted to shake her head, but she thought of the Wen family, who had never concealed their calculations and malice towards her since she was a child.

The man in front of her was not blind, so she could only nod speechlessly.

Mrs. Wen saw that her eldest daughter had lost face for her husband, and she criticized him with dissatisfaction, "Wan'er has always been very sensible, why are you arguing with your brother today?"

"Hmph!" Xiao Jin sneered.

"Bang—" He suddenly dropped the teacup in his hand, and there was no trace of porcelain on the ground, only a pile of powder.

"We didn't do anything, why is Madam Wen blaming my wife? If you don't like us, just say it directly, why bother to insinuate."

Xiao Jin's voice was low and chilling, making the Wen family members tremble in their hearts.

He stood up after he finished speaking, and the look he gave the Wen family was frightening, the sharpness in his eyes unable to be hidden.

The hall was silent.

Some people were so frightened that their legs were trembling, their pants were completely wet, and their eyes were full of fear, as if they were going to be beheaded in the next second.

"Wan'er, why did you allow your husband to cause trouble in the Wen Mansion? Do you not want your mother's family anymore?"

Madam Wen glared at Wen Qingwan and scolded her in a low voice. Fortunately, there were many people here today, so she didn't dare to go too far.

Wen Qingwan stroked the teacup, unable to tell whether she was happy or sad.

She just thought: If there were no outsiders here, her mother would definitely beat and scold her.

She still remembered that when she was five years old, Wen Mingzhu snatched her headdress. After she complained to her mother, her mother punished her by spanking her hands thirty times.

Her mother took a ruler and beat her herself. She originally thought that her mother was protecting her and that it would not hurt much if she beat her.

But to her disappointment, her mother beat her hard thirty times and she cried and begged for mercy.

But her mother said viciously: "Can't you give the headdress to your sister? Can't you just behave yourself?"

She was very sad at that time and wanted to defend herself by saying that it was Wen Mingzhu who stole her headdress, so how could she be disobedient?

But the way her mother looked at her frightened her, causing her to not dare to say a word or shed a tear. By the time the beating was over, her lips had been bitten by herself and her palms were swollen.

"Father, mother, my daughter has only learned since she was young to obey her father if she is not married and her husband if she is married, to be diligent and frugal, to be kind to her husband, and to respect and be filial to the elders. But I have never learned how to deal with conflicts between my husband and my family."

Wen Qingwan's voice was very pleasant and her tone was not hurried, but the volume was also very loud.

The prince saw the eldest daughter of the Wen family. Her bright red dress made her skin look as white as snow and her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting.

Her appearance is comparable to Zhu'er's, but the eldest daughter of the Wen family is more elegant and heroic.

Seeing Wen Qingwan's cold words, the prince's eyes darkened slightly and a trace of throbbing surged in his heart.

He smiled at Wen Qingwan, and that smile was as bright as a flower. "It is rumored that Miss Wen is well-educated and well-mannered. Today I see that it is true."

Wen Qingwan frowned slightly. What was she laughing at? There were vegetable leaves stuck on her teeth. It looked so ugly!

Xiao Jin immediately hugged his little girl into his arms, "Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. My wife is really good. Since the Wen family doesn't like us, let's say goodbye."

Xiao Jin originally planned to deal with the Wen family before leaving, but when he saw the look in the prince's eyes when he looked at the little girl, he decided it would be better to leave first.

As for the Wen family, he can deal with them at any time.

Wen Mingzhu saw the domestic violence man gently hugging Wen Qingwan and walking towards the door. How could this be allowed?

Her original intention was to let Wen Qingwan arouse the anger of the Wen family and the prince, so that everyone would hate her.

It would be better to let the domestic violence man beat her to death in public. Wen Mingzhu never dreamed that the prince would praise her and Xiao Jin would protect her.

In his previous life, didn’t the prince hate Wen Qingwan to death?

Isn’t Xiao Jin a domestic violence man?

He got married at the age of 26, but didn't know how to cherish his wife. He beat himself 18 times a day!
Wen Mingzhu thought that later the prince made Wen Qingwan the queen. Could it be that the prince liked Wen Qingwan?
The domestic violence man married Wen Qingwan, and not only did he stop being violent, he became gentler?
As the saying goes, a tough guy with a soft heart is what many women dream of. How could Wen Qingwan actually have such a good thing?

When this thought came to mind, Wen Mingzhu felt a chill down her spine.

She cried and said, "Your Highness, it's all Zhu'er's fault. I shouldn't have gone back with my sister. My sister has to leave without even having a meal."

As she spoke, she began to sob, her fox eyes filled with tears, and the worthless tears began to fall.

The prince was distressed, "Please don't cry, Zhu'er. Your crying breaks my heart. It is their honor that I can accompany you back to the Wen Mansion."

"Wan'er, stop. Accompany Zhu'er to have dinner before you leave." Minister Wen roared at his eldest daughter's back.

Xiao Jin turned around and slammed the table in anger, and the sturdy round table broke into pieces.

His fingers turned white from exertion, and his hair stood on end from anger.

"How dare Lord Wen scold my wife? If I don't show my power, do you think I am a soft persimmon?"

"This Marquis? Aren't you the Crown Prince?" Wen Yanting asked in fear. His current rank was enough to attend the morning court.

"I'm sorry, I just received the imperial edict this morning and haven't had time to tell you yet."

His face instantly darkened, his brows knitted, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, "But, you, the Wen family, don't deserve to know."

"My Lord, please stay. It's already lunch time. Would you like to eat before leaving?" Minister Wen asked flatteringly.

Looking at her father who was flexible, Wen Qingwan pulled the man's hand, signaling him to agree.

(End of this chapter)