Webster's person is slightly different from Ji Yu's imagination, only referring to appearance.

She thought that a beautiful man like Han Changhou would marry a lady who didn't know how to be stunning, but she didn't expect it......

Wei's is not ugly, but compared with Han Changhou, he can only be regarded as mediocre in appearance, even compared with Wei's in memory, it is slightly inferior.

Fortunately, she knows how to promote her strengths and avoid weaknesses in makeup, coupled with the temperament of the family, the overall feeling is very graceful and dignified.

In fact, their background and appearance are not so important, it is just the icing on the cake, what matters is the soil in which this flower takes root.

Merriam-Webster's attitude towards her was also different from what she expected.

Although it is not particularly hot, it is not deliberately targeted, and in general it is lukewarm.

Webster asked her cursory questions, such as how old she was, whether she had ever studied, what she liked to eat...... It's all dispensable nonsense.

Those who ask are perfunctory, and those who answer are even more perfunctory.

Actually, it's good to be perfunctory like this.

Seeing Webster pick up the teacup, Ji Yu thought she could go, but Webster put the teacup back again.

"I forgot to ask you, didn't you want to recognize this family before, why did you suddenly figure it out again?"

Ji Yu didn't feel embarrassed at all, so she opened her mouth to come.

"I'm tired, I don't want to struggle, I want to come back to inherit the family property, is this a reason?"

The maids in the room were shocked by her words, and even Wei Jiayan, who was pinching Wei's shoulder, stopped what she was doing.

Mama Xing and Mama Zhuang standing next to her, their faces were longer and longer, and their eyes changed from shock to contempt to disgust, almost instantly.

Merriam-Webster himself was not unusual.

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, even if the Hou Ye agrees, the clan will not agree."

"Just kidding, do you really believe it? It can be seen that my wife still doesn't know me well enough, I am not such a superficial person, and I decided to come back not because of family property, but because of family affection. Besides, Hou Ye sincerely begged, I rejected too many times, I really can't bear to refuse him anymore, how to say that it is also connected by blood, this feeling is ......"

Ji Yu suddenly stopped, with a look of chagrin that she had lost her words.

"Am I ...... Shouldn't you mention this in front of your wife? ”

Webster's face finally fluctuated.

She raised her head and looked at Ji Yu with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Such a clever speech, not like Hou Ye at all, nor like your mother."

Ji Yu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are Madam and my mother very familiar?" ”

Wei said lightly: "I've only met a few times." ”

She seemed reluctant to say more.

This is actually not difficult to understand, after all, it is the former sweetheart of his husband.

But it could be something else.

Ji Yu's eyes rolled slightly, and she didn't ask any questions, and she didn't seem to be very interested.

In the gap between two silences, a little girl in green walked in with the decoction of the medicine.

Mama Xing took the tray: "Madam, it's time to drink medicine." ”

Wei Shi was stunned, but Mama Xing didn't move, and a pair of old eyes looked at Ji Yu.

Ji Yu, who was there with the old god, kindly reminded: "Don't be in a daze, Mama, the medicine is going to be cold." ”

Mama Xing fully reflected the unhappiness in her heart in her tone.

"The two young ladies are here, how dare the old slave serve."

Ji Yuhun didn't care and said, "You serve you, just ignore us." ”

Mama Xing's face was almost the color of pig liver, and she didn't understand whether she really didn't understand or pretended.

It's not easy to find fault with it.

It's a matter of expressing one's position, but the tacit understanding you know and I know, what's the point of breaking it?

"I'll do it."

Wei Jiayan spoke up, broke the stalemate, stepped forward to take the medicine bowl and spoon, and personally served Webster's medicine.

Ji Yu watched the whole process and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

After Wei took two sips, he raised his eyes to look at Ji Yu, who secretly yawned.

"Wouldn't it be boring to wait like this?"

Ji Yu said honestly: "It's really boring, or I'll quit first, and you take the medicine slowly." ”

Wei Jiayan wanted to say something and stopped glancing at her, and reluctantly threw it to the blind man.

Webster smiled abruptly.

This is the only time Ji Yu has seen her smile after entering the house, but no one will feel half a cent of joy from this smile.

"It's okay, you go back and rest, this room is full of medicine, don't smoke you."

Ji Yu is not polite, she really responds.

"Then I won't bother."

After the words fell, he got up and walked out.

As soon as she passed through the beaded curtain, Webster called out to her again.

"In about a few days, the Hou Mansion will hold a banquet, you can prepare it."

What kind of feast? How to prepare? Didn't say anything. Is this waiting for yourself to beg her, or waiting to see her make a fool of herself?

Ji Yu nodded: "I wrote it down." ”

As soon as he came out of Changhong Courtyard, he saw the big butler Wei, who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Miss, you've figured it out."

Ji Yu said half-truthfully: "There is a tiger in Changhong Courtyard, will it eat me?" ”

"Miss is joking again." The chief steward paused and asked, "What kind of trouble has Fang Cai suffered?" ”

Ji Yu shook her head: "No, everyone is very polite, your wife is afraid of smoking me, and she is very considerate to let me go back to Qinghui Garden to rest early." ”

"Is the young lady going back to Qinghui Garden or ......?"

Ji Yu sighed.

"When did the housekeeper become such a mother-in-law? If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. ”

"It's nothing, if the young lady is really tired, the old slave will send you back to Qinghui Garden to rest. If the young lady is not too tired......" The captain glanced at her tentatively, "It is better to go and see the Hou Ye." ”

I went to Fuxi Hall first and then went to Changhong Courtyard, I thought that I should go to the Ti Qin Zhai where the Hou Ye lived, but who knew that she actually skipped the Ti Qin Zhai and went back to Qinghui Garden directly.

The big butler has a headache.

Hou Ye is still very weak, but he has to go to Qinghui Garden to see Ji Yu, what can he do? You can only come in person.

Ji Yu didn't reject it like before, and naturally she didn't refuse.

"Lead the way."

The chief butler was happy, but also a little worried.

"Hou Ye suffered from the cold a few days ago, a serious illness, not yet well, today Miss returned home, he was happy, his spirit is much better, but for the time being, he can't be stimulated, Miss, if you are not happy, don't be angry with Hou Ye, although the old slave envoy."

Ji Yu pulled a fake smile out: "Look at what you said, I didn't go back to the house to quarrel with someone." ”

This sentence made the big steward Wei put a little bit of heart, but it was only a little.

Ti Qinzhai is quite far away from Changhong Courtyard, big families are troublesome, and husband and wife are still living in two courtyards, which is really interesting.

However, the maid on the side of Ti Qinzhai is completely different from the Fuxi Hall and Changhong Courtyard, and her attitude towards Ji Yu is very respectful, and there are people who salute and open the curtain all the way.

When they entered the inner room, the people dispersed.

Ji Yu began to hold her breath as soon as she crossed the threshold.

Webster said that her house smelled of medicine, which was fake, and the smell of medicine in this house was real.

The chief housekeeper stepped forward to help Han Changhou sit up, first put on a thick coat, and wanted to add another layer of fox fur, but was stopped.

He knew that he couldn't do it, so he sighed, moved a brocade stool for Ji Yu, and asked her to sit down on the edge of the bed.

Han Changhou, who was full of sickness, knew that he was not lightly ill at a glance, and his voice was very weak, only the light that suddenly burst out of his eyes when he saw Ji Yu was real.

"You'er, are you really willing, really willing to forgive me?"