After meeting Wang Xueqing, it didn't take long for Mrs. Huai'en Houfu to return to the old mansion in the town.

She is now over half a hundred years old, and Wen Qiao has long passed the time when she should start a family, although Huai'en Houfu's family has a big business, but if she really wants to care about something, she shouldn't be allowed to take care of it.

Since she and the old marquis decided to return to their hometown, the entire Huai'en Houfu has been handed over to Wen Qiao.

If it weren't for the fact that she was in a hurry to find a suitable marriage for Wen Qiao again this time, how could she go back to the Hou Mansion again! But Wen Qiao didn't admit her affection, and was always unwilling to take Zhao Qingyan.

Mrs. Cheng didn't understand, then Zhao Qingyan has a family background or not, you have to talk about her appearance, but she doesn't look as good-looking as Wang Xueqing?

Wen Qiao was like being poured ecstasy soup by Zhao Qingyan, and it had been a while since she drove Zhao Qingyan to Zhuangzi counting the time.

I thought that as time went by, Wen Qiao would lose his mind to her, who knew that he would secretly run to see Zhao Qingyan!

In the old mansion of Huai'en Houfu, Mrs. Cheng reached out and rubbed her temples in pain. She couldn't sleep all night these days because of Wen Qiao and Zhao Qingyan.

She was faintly worried that if Zhao Qingyan was not eliminated, there would not be a day of peace in the entire Huai'en Houfu.

There was a dingdong sound next to her, and Mrs. Cheng looked sideways, but it was Aunt Zhang who made tea for her and put it on the table. Aunt Zhang was dressed in a light gray coarse cloth dress, she was about the same age as Mrs. Cheng, and there were many wrinkles on her face and hands.

Seeing Mrs. Cheng's gaze at her, Aunt Zhang grinned and shouted, "Madam!" In addition to Mrs. Cheng's personal maid Qiaoling, there are four other old servants who are about the same age as her, and Aunt Zhang is one of the four.

On weekdays, these things such as serving tea and pouring water are all handed over to Qiao Ling to do, Mrs. Cheng straightened up and looked around the inside and outside of the house, and asked, "Why are you here, Qiao Ling's girl?"

Qiao Ling is not very old, she is only in her early twenties this year, she is the child of the slave of Huai'en Houfu, and Mrs. Cheng grew up watching from a young age.

Later, Mrs. Cheng saw that Qiaoling was well-behaved and smart, so she accepted her as her personal maid.

Aunt Zhang was holding a special board for serving things, and when she heard Mrs. Cheng's words, she replied: "Qiao Ling went to get the clothes she ordered last time for Mrs.

There is nothing wrong with this, Mrs. Cheng is now thinking about Wen Qiao and Zhao Qingyan, so she didn't say anything. She picked up the teacup and lifted the lid to blow the hot tea, and after taking a small sip, she felt that her throat was suddenly refreshed.

However, after she drank tea, Aunt Zhang still stood in place and did not leave.

Mrs. Cheng couldn't help but glance at her more, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Aunt Zhang, do you have anything else?"

Aunt Zhang paused when she looked at Mrs. Cheng's gaze, she looked at Mrs. Cheng again and again, and after a few seconds of silence, she stood beside Mrs. Cheng and asked in a low voice: "I see that Madame, you are not happy after you come back from the Hou Mansion, but what happened to the prince?"

This sentence completely hit Mrs. Cheng's inner troubles, I saw her nod lightly, sighed heavily, and then said, "Then Zhao Qingyan, do you remember?"

Aunt Zhang raised her eyebrows and asked, "The princess?"

Hearing the three words of the princess, Mrs. Cheng's expression instantly became a little colder than just now, she suddenly raised her hand and patted the case, and there was a "bang" in the room, "What princess, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Mrs. Cheng said angrily: "Then Zhao Qingyan is also worthy of being the princess of Huai'en Houfu?" She dreams!"

Aunt Zhang was taken aback by Mrs. Cheng, she subconsciously took a few steps back, and after Mrs. Cheng finished getting angry, she quickly lowered her body and admitted her mistake to Mrs. Cheng, "I said the wrong thing, madam, don't be like me!"

Aunt Zhang is also an old man in the house, and Mrs. Cheng saw that she had a good attitude in admitting her mistakes, and her face softened a little.

However, she was still angry because of Aunt Zhang's words just now, and she nodded a lot at Aunt Zhang and said, "Okay, I don't blame you this time, but if you say the three words of the princess in front of me in the future, I can't bear you!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Aunt Zhang hurriedly responded.

"Then what's wrong with Zhao Qingyan?" Aunt Zhang asked again.

Mrs. Cheng shook her head and said, "I recently met a good girl who is about the same age as Wen Qiao, so I thought that my Huai'en Houfu wouldn't be able to tolerate that Zhao Qingyan anyway, so I simply asked her to be my daughter-in-law, but I didn't want that Zhao Qingyan to boldly hurt her!"

"Do you think I can tolerate her except for such a thing! I thought it would be fine as long as she wasn't with Wen Qiao, but I didn't want my hasty decision at that time to cause the consequences like today!"

The more Mrs. Cheng spoke, the more angry she felt, as if these things had just happened in front of her.

"Hey," Aunt Zhang suddenly took a breath and said, "What Madam said, that Zhao Qingyan is indeed no longer suitable to be the princess of our world, but now he is not willing to divorce his wife, right?"

Mrs. Cheng sneered, "If something like this happens, where is it his turn to say that he is unwilling!" I used to pamper him too much, and with this lesson, he must listen to me!"

Aunt Zhang's eyes lowered to the soles of her feet, although Mrs. Cheng said this well on the surface, but Aunt Zhang was also clear in Wen Qiao's heart.

In the past, when she was still in the Huai'en Mansion, Mrs. Cheng couldn't be Wen Qiao's master, but now she told the old marquis to return to her hometown and move to this remote old mansion, and everything in the Huai'en Mansion was handed over to Wen Qiao, so now I'm afraid Wen Qiao won't listen to Mrs. Cheng's words.

Mrs. Cheng was still immersed in the anger in her heart, and she didn't see Aunt Zhang's expression at all.

Aunt Zhang felt that it would be difficult for Mrs. Cheng's idea to be implemented, so she cautiously asked, "Madame, do you think how to drive Zhao Qingyan away?"

Mrs. Cheng glanced at Aunt Zhang after hearing her words, as if she was talking about why Aunt Zhang would ask such an idiotic question, but she still replied patiently: "Naturally, let's wait for a few days to find a time to drive Zhao Qingyan away, I don't think she can stay in the capital anymore!"

"Madam," Aunt Zhang paused and said, "But you did the same last time, and the prince didn't go to Zhao Qingyan yet." Last time, Mrs. Cheng drove Zhao Qingyan out of Huai'en Houfu, and Aunt Zhang felt that this method no longer worked.

Sure enough, Mrs. Cheng's face changed again when she heard this. She turned her head to look at Aunt Zhang, and when she saw her standing on the side with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes but talking to her so much, she must have some thoughts in her heart, so she asked, "What do you have in mind?"

Aunt Zhang looked around, and then she walked to Mrs. Cheng's side in small steps, leaned over and put her head to Mrs. Cheng's ear, and whispered, "I have a way, I will definitely be able to drive Zhao Qingyan away."