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

Chapter 147 Guilt
When the son and daughter-in-law were not around, the two children and their wet nurse stayed in Zhong's Fengruoxuan.

The two children are accustomed to falling asleep only when their grandmother is around.

Qi'an said "Ah." unintentionally today.

It also made Mrs. Zhong, who had been worried for days, smile a little.

Rong Peilan looked at Mrs. Zhong, whose attention was completely drawn to the two children, and felt a moment of relief.

Qi'an can already crawl very well using his hands and feet, but Sui'an still can't crawl and can only wait to be held.

Looking at the happy faces of the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, Rong Peilan stood up quietly.

"Lan'er."

Mrs. Zhong stood up holding little Sui'an in her arms. Sui'an's chubby little hands tightly grasped her clothes.

"Lan'er, mother has been in a bad mood recently, and Zhang'er has changed like this, I am sorry to make you worried."

Rong Peilan looked at the guilt in Zhong's eyes and lowered her eyelids.

Zhong didn't know that Ji Zhenming and Ji Yunzhang had fallen into Muchun's trap, and she didn't know that Muchun was Rong Peilan's father.

Even when she was abducted, Ji Zhenming personally wrote a letter to her family to cheer them up.

She was rescued by Ji Zhenming's old subordinates, and in order not to miss the opportunity to fight, she was brought to Yanhui.

The Ji family was concerned about everything for her.

Can……

"mother……"

When Rong Peilan raised her eyes again, she saw Sui'an's saliva-filled mouth close to Zhong's cheek. Zhong smiled and wiped her saliva while turning back to answer her.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Lan'er?"

Mrs. Zhong thought that her daughter-in-law was afraid that the child would make trouble for her.

"It's okay, just leave the kids here. I'm used to it, and it's more lively with them around."

"You've worked hard these days, go back and have a rest."

Rong Peilan no longer had the courage to tell the truth.

She was like a thief, trying to steal the warmth that she had lost for many years.

"Okay...thank you, mom."

Mrs. Zhong smiled knowingly and tapped Sui'an's little face, "Mother wants to thank you for giving birth to two such adorable little babies for our family."

Although Zhong thanked her sincerely, Rong Peilan felt bitter in her heart.

She forced herself to nod and left in a hurry.

Haitang looked at the young lady's lonely back. She was the only one who knew what was going on.

She and the young lady had been on a journey to the border and had seen many things, including life and death.

She also knew that the young lady was just innocently implicated...

No one could have imagined that the man from Daqi who gave advice to the Western Jin Dynasty was actually the young lady's father.

The young lady lost both her parents when she was young and grew up on her own.

She clearly had a family that truly loved her, but it was her father who rushed out and broke it all.

The Marquis also...

Thinking of this, Haitang could only sigh secretly.

In Yuhui Garden, there was still a dim light on in the house.

Rong Peilan asked Haitang to go and rest first. When she slowly walked to the door, a soft female voice came from inside.

"Third brother Ji, this is something my mother brought back from home. You won't find anything like this in Beijing."

She stopped abruptly.

"Brother Ji, I know you are sad, but the dead cannot be resurrected, so we must look forward."

"Now the huge Prince's Mansion depends on my third brother." Rong Peilan exhaled and walked into the house.

It was already late autumn, but Zhao Yanlin was wearing a flowing spring dress, looking elegant and beautiful.

The room was covered with thick carpet, and Zhao Yanlin, who had her back to the door, did not notice anyone coming in.

She continued to ask with concern, "Third brother Ji, you have lost so much weight these days, didn't your sister-in-law give you any nourishment?"

Ji Yunzhang leaned against a large chair with his eyes closed, neither looking at her nor paying any attention to her.

Zhao Yanlin bit her lower lip lightly. Today her aunt had agreed to invite a master from Ruyifang to dress her up.

While the prince was sad, she often asked about his well-being and slowly gained a foothold in his life.

As time goes by, the prince will naturally abandon Rong, this unclean person.

The position of the Princess's wife will be within her reach!

But Ji Yunzhang was like a cold and hard stone. No matter what she said or did, he would not even look at her or pay any attention to her.

If this goes on, when will she be able to enter his heart?

Zhao Yanlin looked at Ji Yunzhang who was dozing with his eyes closed. She took a few steps forward and reached into her sleeve pocket with her right hand. As her fingertips just touched the slightly cool porcelain bottle, a voice sounded behind her, scaring her so much that she broke out in a cold sweat.

"Sister Zhao, are you here to look for me?"

Zhao Yanlin turned around suddenly and saw Rong Peilan taking off her cloak and holding it in her arms.

It was getting dark now. She was an unmarried girl, and being in the same room with a man, if others saw it, rumors would spread everywhere without waiting until tomorrow.

But now, in front of Rong Peilan, no matter who she was looking for, she could only say that she was looking for her.

"Sister-in-law is back. Just now Qingtan said that you went to Feng Ruoxuan, so I waited for a while."

Ji Yunzhang had already opened his eyes at this time.

Rong Peilan took two steps forward and said, "It's so late, what urgent matter does Zhao's sister want to talk to me about?"

Zhao Yanlin, "Sister Huiwen has reached the age of marriage, hasn't she? Tomorrow my aunt is going to take her to see a bride. My aunt said she would like my sister-in-law to take a look at her."

Hearing this, Ji Yunzhang frowned.

Rong Peilan's expression remained unchanged. She knew that she was just making up an excuse. She was fearless because of the side branch, but she was in mourning now. How could she go to someone else's party?

"I'm afraid that's not appropriate. Let the eldest aunt go find the third aunt."

Zhao Yanlin nodded, "Okay, I'll go report to my aunt right away."

She was wearing a light spring gown. Just as she walked to the door, a late autumn wind blew, making her shiver with cold.

She turned around and looked at Ji Yunzhang, "Third Brother Ji, can you lend me your cloak? I'll wash it and have someone send it to you tomorrow."

Ji Yunzhang's cloak was hanging on the rack at the door, and she could reach it with just her hand.

At this time, Haitang rushed out from the ear room, shook out the cloak in her hand neatly, and tied the cloak on Zhao Yanlin swiftly.

"Cousin, I just roasted this cloak, it's warm!"

Haitang looked at her with a smile.

The hand that Zhao Yanlin was reaching for Ji Yunzhang's cloak froze in mid-air. A warm feeling swept through her body, but she wished she could tear Haitang to pieces.

Haitang continued, "It's getting late, and the second door is about to be locked. Let me see you off!"

As she spoke, she raised her voice towards the ear room, "Chen Chun, get the lantern!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chun came out holding a lantern.

The two of them didn't say anything, one of them held one arm and said, "The road is not easy to walk on, I will take you there!"

"Eh?" Zhao Yanlin only felt her feet leave the ground and was quickly taken away from Yuhui Garden.

Rong Peilan looked at the backs of the three people as they left and laughed at the behavior of the two maids.

She hung the cloak in her hand on the rack, and when she turned her head again, Ji Yunzhang was on the bed, lying in bed with his clothes on.

(End of this chapter)