Chapter 41: The Godson is Not Strict
The old lady attaches great importance to heaven and humanity, reputation and family background, so much so that she listened to the words of several aunts slandering Wen Yukou, which touched her heart and was very displeased. The previous bit of love and kindness for Wen Yukou had long since disappeared, and was replaced by a cold face: "Girl, where have you been?" ”
"Old lady, please calm your anger. If you want to punish Jade, Jaden has no complaints, just ask you not to be angry. ”
"Reprimand? You are the concubine of the Wen Mansion, and you are not busy explaining what you have done, but as soon as you open your mouth, you want me to punish you, is there such an arrogant and unreasonable family rule in our Wen family? I'm just asking you, what happened just now, why did you show up after walking through the water? The old lady was stiff.
Wen Yukou raised her eyes to look at Wen Yulan, and the latter gently showed a provocative smile under her gaze, as if mocking her for her incompetence. No one knows what happened on the Ludao Tower, and the timing of Wen Yukou's appearance is very delicate, and the old lady has already decided that this time the Sihe Pagoda must be related to Wen Yukou! Wen Yukou looked at this old lady who looked kind and touched before she came, but her face changed as soon as something happened, and a few wisps of chill rose in her heart. Yes, she was born in February, and as long as she is present, any disaster is her fault.
"This matter involves a lot of things, please forgive the old lady for saying something first, and I can't answer." Wen Yukou lowered her head slightly, her lips pale.
Wen Yulan's heart welled up with happiness, so much so that she forgot to breathe, because she had already seen the winner of this game. It turns out that no matter whether her mother is not around, and no matter how noble Wen Yukou's identity is, she Wen Yulan can still rely on her mother's strength to suppress this thorn in her eyes and not raise her head!
"Can't answer? Girl, I can ignore the past, but ask, but in just a few years, have you put down all the gifts in your boudoir? I see that you seem to understand recently, it turns out that you are still as confused as usual, the first time you participated in the banquet, you abandoned the etiquette like this, and the maid did not bring it, and went alone, and said that you had a hard time, didn't you want others to see the jokes, so that our Wen Mansion had a reputation as a goddaughter? ”
The old lady was so angry that she coughed a few times when she was excited, and her chest ached when her liver was on fire, she really couldn't stand it, she could barely stand up. When the maids and ladies saw this, they immediately made a mess, carrying chairs, serving tea, and surrounding the old lady in the middle. And Wen Yulan was busy helping the old lady stroke his chest, comforting softly, the old lady drank a few sips of tea, relieved herself, and closed her eyes to relieve her breath.
Wen Yukou still stood quietly at the foot of the steps, because the old lady was angry, so no one dared to talk to her and give her a look, and even more, she looked at this so-called eldest lady condescendingly, and the corners of her lips showed disdain.
"Look, in front of the public, the eldest lady actually made the old lady angry like this, she is really the first person in the past!"
"Look at her cold and indifferent, where is the slightest hint of a concubine! I don't think she's as good as the second miss, no, it's always been inferior to the second miss. The second lady is kind and gentle, and she is both talented and beautiful, but the eldest lady, oh, I see, she is the concubine! ”
"That's it!"
Wen Chengying heard that the green tendons on his hands were prominent, and his face turned red. He couldn't tolerate these cheap slaves insulting his sister, Wen Yukou had already guessed what was going on in his brother's mind, his eyes were stern, and he shook his head slightly, forbidding him to do stupid things. But Wen Chengying chose to ignore it, and just when he took a step forward and wanted to reprimand those people, his eyes swept and he was immediately stunned.
Because Wen Yukou, before he exited, in front of everyone, knelt down heavily.
The firelight of the Sihe Pagoda illuminates half of the sky, flickering bright and dark, golden steps, phoenix robes, slender and thin bodies, kneeling in the night wind, under the steps, lonely and resolute, causing everyone to gasp.