Ruanjiaobao was forced to marry by Lord Hou again

Chapter 280 Letter
The next day, the sun was getting higher and higher in the cold wind in the early morning, and the Ye family's carriage slowly headed towards Yuzhou City at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as Dafang's carriage entered the city, it went in the direction of Liu's house.

Mrs. Gu opened the curtain and watched the big carriage drift away, feeling uncomfortable, neither happy nor sympathetic.

"My lord, this girl is so cruel, I'm afraid we will have a hard time in the Ye family." Gu sighed in a low voice.

Ye Huai looked sad, and replied: "This Ye Lingwu is just like her mother. She does things to achieve her goals and doesn't think about the consequences at all. Going out of the house, huh, she is the only one who can figure it out."

"That's not right, she's hurting the enemy a thousand and hurting herself eight hundred."

"Fortunately, she is going back to Beijing. If she stays in Yuzhou again, something may happen to her. The Liu family really fell on her. The only son in the family was imprisoned, and the daughter was completely old. The fate of leaving home."

Ye Huaicheng sneered a few times, and said again: "But anyway, it's none of our business, we all talked about it last night, she insists on going her own way, and she can only suffer."

Gu shrugged and spat softly, "What a broom star."

The carriage slowly stopped outside the gate of Ye Mansion. The winter jasmine flowers in the mansion were in full bloom, but no one appreciated them. Ye Lingwu went straight to the ancestral hall after returning from Qingquan Temple.

Candle wax was overflowing from the sacrificial altar, and the candlelight was flickering. Ye Lingwu just knelt on the futon, and there was an agreement signed by Liu Yuping on the floor in front of her.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice: "Aniang, my daughter finally kicked Liu Yuping out of Ye's house as she wished. After so many years, she finally woke up and found that it was not a big dream."

but……

After her heart was refreshed, she was not very happy.

As long as I think about those childhood memories, I don’t know how much hatred comes to my heart. Why is there so much sadness after the pleasure of revenge.

Is it because it's too late, or because I still haven't let go?

Ye Lingwu lowered her eyes, got up and inserted the incense in her hand into the incense burner, slowly took two steps back, looked at the memorial tablet above, and turned away after a long time.

After the end of March and the cold spring, Yuzhou became warmer.

In just ten days, two letters came from the capital, one was from Jiang Yuan, and the other was from Mrs. Shen of Ningbei Marquis Mansion. Although the senders were different, the purpose was the same.

They all urged Ye Lingwu to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

But before returning to Beijing, Ye Lingwu had a place she had to return to.

Because it was early spring, the sun was not shining on people, but it was warm and comfortable. The carriage drove into the town, the streets were very quiet, and a few old people were sweeping the fallen leaves.

Ye Lingwu was very excited and opened the window of the car. Seeing her excitement, Qingju smiled and said, "Miss, what are you looking at?"

"I saw an acquaintance."

Looking through the wide open window, I saw a woman with her hips on her hips yelling and cursing in front of a pork stall, causing the surrounding villagers to point and point.

Qingju frowned.

Ye Lingwu put down the curtain, lowered her head and said with a smile: "After so many years, she hasn't changed at all, and she can't suffer even the slightest loss, but if she suffers a little loss, she can't wait for everyone to know about it."

Qingju scratched her head, not understanding.

Not long after, the carriage stopped slowly in front of a dilapidated old gate.

The gate of the courtyard was not locked, and the couplets pasted on both sides had faded. They were not new this year. Ye Lingwu touched them lightly, her heart sinking slightly.

—— "Who is here?" A familiar voice came from inside.

Ye Lingwu's heart moved, and she pushed open the courtyard door, and saw an old man wearing a cross-footed headband and a round-neck sweater sitting on a high bamboo chair in the courtyard.

He turned his back to the courtyard door and couldn't see his face. He could only see a long cigarette in his hand, carrying a pipe, and occasionally took a puff and coughed non-stop. It was obviously uncomfortable but he couldn't help it.

"Grandpa!" Ye Lingwu's eyes suddenly became moist.

Song Lao paused for a moment while smoking, and his back, which was slumped on the back of the chair, instantly straightened away. When he turned his head to look, his eyes were reddened, and it took him a while to recover his voice: "Young girl!"

I haven't seen her for more than a year. My granddaughter has changed a lot, her face has become more beautiful, and her figure has also expanded. She is a big girl!

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……

There is only a simple table, chairs, benches and a bed in the house, which is very simple but clean.

"I've heard about you. You are a terrible girl. You drove your stepmother out of the house less than a month after you came back from the capital. Do you know what people say about you now?"

After Mr. Song was happy, he continued to chatter with a sad face.

Ye Lingwu sipped hot tea carelessly, and said without realizing it: "They can say whatever they like, anyway, I won't regret it."

Elder Song sighed, and said solemnly: "Although that is the case, she is your nominal aunt after all."

"Grandpa also said that she was only my name. When she urged my father to throw me into Qingquan Temple, she didn't see her softening her heart." Ye Lingwu's tone was full of displeasure, with a hint of coquettishness.

Elder Song was silent when he heard the words, thought for a while and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, by the way, I heard that Mrs. Shen made a good marriage for you. Is she an important minister from a famous Huainan family?"

Ye Lingwu straightened her expression, put it in the tea bowl and said, "It's true, but..."

But it's not the matchmaker Mrs. Shen said.Ye Lingwu didn't say this, after all, in the eyes of outsiders, if Mrs. Shen hadn't been a matchmaker, she would never have reached the threshold of the Qingliu family in her life.

"But grandpa doesn't seem very happy?" Ye Lingwu continued.

"Do you like him?" Song Lao's eyes were full of dullness.

Ye Lingwu's hand holding the tea bowl paused for a moment, and said with a forced smile: "Grandpa said that Jiang Yuan's official career in the court has been smooth, and he will be the pillar of the future Sangong. It is the best for me." But Lang Xu."

"I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you do you like him?"

Ye Lingwu didn't answer, but after thinking about it carefully, she said lightly, "Didn't Grandpa say before that you can't just marry someone you like?"

"Xinyue is one thing. Jiang's family is too high. Ruojiang's family came to propose marriage because of Mrs. Shen. After decades of marriage, grandpa is afraid that you will marry him... and be wronged." Song Laochui With his head in his head, his eyes showed melancholy.

Ye Lingwu was not confused, she understood Elder Song's worry, and knew that he was caring for her.

"Grandpa thinks too much," Ye Lingwu smiled, "Scholar Jiang treats me very well and won't let me be wronged."

Elder Song didn't take it seriously, and said in a deep voice, "Is what you said true? Could it be that he treats you well for the sake of Mrs. Shen's face?"

Ye Lingwu leaned her head on Elder Song's shoulder, and replied, "No matter whose face it is for, he is a man of integrity. Grandpa, don't worry."

Elder Song sighed again, and said: "It's good to have a good character, no matter what happens to you after marriage, I can always accommodate you more. By the way, by the way, I also heard that Ning Beihou also came to Yuzhou ?”

"...Grandpa, where did you hear so much?" Ye Lingwu said angrily.

Elder Song blushed, cleared his throat, and said, "Oh, just the group of women at the entrance of the town, who don't do anything all day long, only know gossip about seven miles and eight villages. I just listened to it for a while when I passed by that day."

(End of this chapter)