After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 131: Provocation

Chapter 131: Provocation
From that day on, Amutie delivered meals for two consecutive days.

Rong Peilan learned that not only had the Western Jin people occupied Fengqing, but a large army of the Western Jin had already been ready to go on the other side of the Fengqing River.

As long as the signal is sent from here, the floating bridge over there can be completed immediately.

It is urgent, if the news cannot be delivered in time.

Da Qi will be caught off guard, and will only suffer a series of setbacks if it fails to respond properly.

Rong Peilan touched his heart which was beating rather fast. It was already more than half an hour past noon and still no food had been delivered. Amutie must have gone to Shiqiu.

Haitang quietly peeked through the door and saw that there were more and more Western Jin soldiers walking outside in the past two days.

After a while, Wan Lie appeared in her sight.

Haitang immediately ran back into the house.

"Madam, Wan Lie sent you here today."

As soon as she finished her words, Wan Lie pushed open the door of the small courtyard and came in.

He glanced at the two people sitting at the table in the room.

He placed the food box on the table and said, "In two days, the master will take you to Western Jin. Daqi will not be peaceful from now on."

Rong Peilan looked up at him, "Is he only able to speak through a megaphone?"

"Let him tell me himself."

Wan Lie did not respond, but silently put the food on the table and left.

After making sure he had left, Haitang distributed some food to the two children in the kitchen.

Rong Peilan stared at the plate in a trance.

My mother likes to eat braised peanuts, but it is rather troublesome to make.

This is especially inconvenient for them as they are away from home and often have to sleep in the open air.

But if my father made my mother angry, he would find a way to buy some from the nearby villages and towns.

Or make a little one yourself.

A plate of braised peanuts is my father's apology to my mother.

Often, after my mother finished eating a plate of peanuts, she would forgive my father.

Now in front of her was a plate of braised peanuts.

At this time, several Western Jin soldiers happened to pass by the gate of the courtyard which was not closed tightly.

"I don't know who made these braised peanuts today. They're not as delicious as the one made by Chef Daqi. The taste is a little bland."

"Not only was it bland, it was also in small quantities. Not many people got to taste it. I didn't even get to smell it before it was gone."

"Oh, it's not very good, don't worry about it."

The voices of several people were getting farther and farther away.

Rong Peilan's thoughts returned to the plate of peanuts.

Apologize?
Oh, she didn't want to accept it.

She casually picked up the plate of braised peanuts and poured both the peanuts and the plate into the lunch box.

The soup from the braised peanuts splashed around the food box, overflowing everywhere.

Another peanut jumped to the ground, rolled twice, and was covered with dust.

Dirty and messy.

Like this ridiculous apology.

The red sun sets in the west.

Rong Peilan sat in front of the window. Through the big tree in the yard, she could faintly see the outline of the setting sun.

Look down.

A swallow kite appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Rong Peilan looked at the kite and suddenly a picture flashed through his mind.

The little girl sprained her foot and was sitting on a stool sulking.

The young man pinched the bun on the little girl's head lovingly and said, "Daddy will buy you a kite in a couple of days, okay?"

The little girl's face immediately brightened up.

The young woman next to him patted him on the back with her big belly, "Still playing with the kite, are you going to sprain your other leg?"

After hearing what her mother said, the little girl's face, which had just brightened up, immediately fell again.

The young man immediately held his wife's shoulders and pushed the door open, saying as he walked, "No, no."

As he said this, he turned back and winked at the little girl.

The little girl understood immediately and smiled with her hands covering her mouth.

But the little girl didn't wait for her kite, because her home that could shelter her from the wind and rain had collapsed. Rong Peilan regained consciousness.

The kite was getting closer and closer until it reached the window.

Mu Chun's long hair, which had been covering her face for years, had been combed up, revealing a face that anyone who saw it would sigh was more handsome than Pan An.

If it weren't for the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, no one would have thought that he was already middle-aged.

Mu Chun was holding the kite, with a hint of flattery in his eyes.

"Lan'er, my father went to Shiqiu today and saw an old man making beautiful kites, so he bought one for you."

"The grasslands of the Western Jin Dynasty are vast and perfect for outings and kite flying. When the time comes..."

Rong Peilan suddenly looked up and interrupted him.

"Why don't you go back to find your mother?"

"My mother cried every day. The doctor said she was depressed. She cried for three years. She died crying."

"Why didn't you show up when my mother was seriously ill?"

"Brother Kuan lost his parents when he was three years old. Why didn't you show up when we were living under someone else's roof at the Xie Mansion?"

"Why didn't you show up when Brother Kuan was beaten almost blind by Xie Chengxing?"

"Why didn't you show up when Xie Shuning drugged me and forced me into the bridal sedan?"

As she said this, she looked at the kite in his hand with sarcasm in her eyes.

"A plate of peanuts and a kite."

"And your clever rescue."

"I don't care about any of it."

Rong Peilan's voice was not loud, but it became hoarser as she spoke.

When she looked up again, her eyes were bloodshot and the veins on her forehead were almost bulging.

She gritted her teeth and held back her anger.

"I would rather die with them in Daqi than go to Western Jin with you."

Mu Chun looked at his daughter, whose emotions were surging, and the hope in his eyes gradually faded.

The kite in his hand dropped gently.

Rong Peilan looked at his eyes which were no longer free and easy and were now full of calculation.

He spat out coldly.

"Because I think it's dirty."

Muchun's face quickly turned pale.

He looked at his daughter who had turned away indifferently and could only stutter, "Lan'er... Father, Father has his reasons..."

Rong Peilan turned around and glared at him, "Mr. Mu, is your hardship caused by the Xinling Marquis' Mansion?"

"But was it Brother Kuan's fault?"

"But it was caused by the millions of people in Daqi?"

She looked at the man who had held her in his arms and taught her to read and write since she was a child, and she could no longer suppress her anger and burst into a roar.

"You need the whole of Daqi to fill your difficulties, then what can we use to fill our difficulties!"

Mu Chun took two steps back, his face pale and he shook his head slightly.

"Lan'er, you are still young, you don't understand..."

Rong Peilan looked at him coldly, "I am no longer that nine-year-old child."

"I always thought my father was the kindest person in the world."

"Now I think I was wrong."

"It's just a gluttonous beast with insatiable desires!"

Mu Chun now looked completely dejected.

"You, you think I am greedy for the power of the Western Jin Dynasty?!"

Rong Peilan lowered her eyelids and stopped looking at him.

"Isn't it true? What did the Khan of the Western Jin Dynasty promise to make you put aside your former pride and bring chaos to Da Qi?"

"Hehe..." After Mu Chun chuckled twice, he suddenly raised his face and laughed out loud.