C150 (1/2)

Even though in his heart, he loathed that heartless woman from the Madam Hou and the Marquis of Loyalty who valued his own son, the Matriarch Yang was the only person in the entire mansion who didn't care about him.

After Mu Rousang heard this, she thought for a bit more, then looked at Chun Ying who was standing by the side of the door, and laughed: ”Grandmother, don't be angry, Sun's daughter-in-law saw that today was the eighth day and missed your brother, so she went to send some porridge to her brother. Unexpectedly, Grandmother didn't see Sun's daughter-in-law for a long time, so she sent people over to pick us up, and left us both to eat dinner, feeling happy for a moment … It's Sun's daughter-in-law's fault, I shouldn't have stayed here and not accompanied Grandmother. ”

In the end, it was only human nature. Mu Rousang had grown up in front of the Old Madam Zuo and had received her teachings all the time.

Matriarch Yang sighed, and said: ”Don't pretend to be pitiful. I know you have always been a filial person, and I didn't get angry with you today. But you have to remember, you are now a wife of the Yang family, everything must be done according to the Yang family.”

Mu Rousang saw that her elder was truly sad. Even though she felt uncomfortable inside, he still agreed to her words.

Matriarch Yang did not want to make things difficult for the couple, so he continued: ”Although you are going back to your parents' home, it's hard for you to remember an old woman like me.

Matriarch Yang was the Yang Mansion's highest elder, she was talking about Su Waner, or was he talking about Madam Hou? Or both? Mu Rousang's guess was not too far away from the truth.

Seeing that Matriarch Yang was not angry at the two of them anymore, he called for Spring Breeze to bring the food over, saying: ”Grandmother, Sun's daughter-in-law saw that the pastries were soft and tasty, so he asked for respect.”

”This taste is not bad, it is indeed an imperial dessert. Sigh, when I was young, I gave birth to your father after only a few years of marriage, and one year, the Emperor invited a senior minister to his palace to marry his wife. I did not expect that from then on, I would be able to enter the palace to play around, and after that, the Empress Dowager passed away, leaving less than half of my days in the palace. Afterwards, your grandfather also died at the border, never to be seen again.”

Who could understand the anguish in the old man's heart? Seeing her sad expression, Mu Rousang immediately advised, ”Grandmother does not need to worry, Zi Xuan is working hard at the moment and has father watching over him. Grandmother will definitely have the chance to enter the palace and play tricks in the future.”

Matriarch Yang was amused by her, and laughed: ”You can coax me, but, the future of your generation, is going to fall on Xuan'er.” When she said till here, she put down the pastries, reached out and grabbed Yang Zixuan's hand to pat it, and said: ”I know you hate your mother, but Zhi Er is your big brother, and not like a fish in a pond, where one day you will soar into the sky, and Grandma is here to woo someone for that useless grandson of yours, and if you gain power in the future, I, this old granny, won't ask for your help in the future, I just hope that you can watch out for him, and in the future he will be able to become a marquis, as long as his life goes on.”

Yang Zixuan looked at Matriarch Yang with a complicated expression. In his heart, he was extremely unwilling, and said: ”Grandmother!”

The Matriarch Yang sighed, and said: ”The grudge between the older generation ends with that woman. You and Zhi Er are both my biological grandson.

”Yes, grandson understands!” In the end, Yang Zixuan still hated that it wasn't easy to get back at him, but he promised Matriarch Yang not to make things difficult for him.

The Matriarch Yang sighed, ”You two are both good kids. Go, disperse!” She waved his hand listlessly. Was it because he was disappointed in the house of the Marquis or because she felt that the house of the Marquis was about to fall and that the son of the next generation was not going to be able to live up to his expectations?

After that night, Mu Rousang did not bring up that matter again, as if Matriarch Yang had completely forgotten about it. Early the next morning, he sent someone to dig Mu Rousang out from under her blanket, asking him to cover her with sparrows and make her a fried sparrow to eat.

Mu Rousang sleepily pushed Yang Zixuan, who was still sleeping soundly, away: ”Zi Xuan, wake up!”

”Be good, my wife. Sleep a little longer.” Yang Zixuan reached out his hands to pull her under the quilt again, using his feet to hold her still.

She blinked for a long time before she regained her senses and fell asleep again. She reached out to Yang Zixuan's ear and tugged, ”Zixuan, your biological husband? Hubby? ”

”My wife, you want to kiss? Your husband is very willing to serve you! ” Yang Zixuan was immediately enlivened.

Mu Rousang's head was filled with black lines that floated in the wind. ”Zi Xuan, who told Grandmother that I know how to protect sparrows?”

”Isn't it you?” Yang Zixuan hugged her tightly. Winter was when they snuggled together to get warm.

”Isn't it you? ”When did I say that you were playing around with her today? I still want to sleep for a while more.” Mu Rousang yawned. This cold still made him feel comfortable.

Very soon, the interior of the room became quiet. Chun Ran waited outside the inner room for a long time, but could not hear anything from inside. She then called out softly, ”Young Mistress?” Young Mistress! ”

There was still no response, so she could only muster up her courage and raise her voice again, ”Young mistress, the matriarch has already sent someone to invite her three times.”