C209 (2/2)

”Young lady, you still do not know, and because of some unknown matters, the Marquis of Loyalty has already spoken. When you are married, your sister-in-law will take care of you.” Aunt Liu added in a cold tone: ”Ai, the Madame is so worried about you that her hair is turning white. Although this servant doesn't dare to ask what the reason is, but in general, this matter is caused by your Sister-in-law, and I'm afraid the upbringing aunt beside her gave us an idea.”

Her last sentence, was undoubtedly the last straw in Yang Juan Er's heart. She knew why her parents had started a quarrel, and couldn't help but feel hatred for her. It was one thing if they couldn't see her with the Big Brother Mu, but not only did she not help, she had even tormented her family until they were unable to live peacefully.

Her long pink nails dug deep into her flesh. This hatred was already decided. She must avenge her mother, so she asked again, ”Aunt, do you think she's behind my marriage to the Eastern Palace?”

Aunt Liu did not expect her to say that, but it did not stop her from taking advantage of the situation and saying sternly: ”Miss, if you marry into the Eastern Palace, who would benefit the most?”

”Of course it's my Sister-in-law. She doesn't like to get close to me, so if I leave, my cousin will have no support. Not only can she stop Third Brother from continuing to interact with me, she can also help her close sister-in-law …” At this point, she realized that she had almost lost her tongue.

Aunt Liu couldn't figure out why she could still help Princess Jing'an, but this had nothing to do with her. Her goal was for Aunt Liu and the people she cared about the most to be buried with her aunt.

Mu Rousang who was preparing the dishes on the table sneezed, she rubbed her nose and muttered: ”Who is it, thinking of me so much!”

When Xia Yu heard this, she smiled and said, ”Young Mistress, could it be that my uncle's young master and my uncle's young mistress have returned?”

Mu Rousang nodded her head while smiling upon hearing this, and said, ”It's extremely possible, Spring Dye, Spring Dye!” she shouted out the door.

She sweetly replied: ”Young Mistress, Spring Dye has brought Xia Hua and Xia He to put away their blankets. It is about time to put away the thick blanket that has been covering them for the whole winter, and also get changed into a thin blanket.”

Mu Rousang put down the bowl in her hands, and laughed: ”I was wondering why it was so hot last night, your Young Master even said that I couldn't sleep soundly, and kept kicking my blanket.”

Chun Yi smiled and asked, ”Young Mistress, is there something you need?”

”En, go outside and call a wife to come to the Mu family. Are my brother and sister-in-law back?”

Mu Rousang then left the table and said while walking: ”Zi Xuan should be back by now, let's go outside to see if he has reached home.”

Of course, Spring didn't dare let her go to the front yard to wait. He quickly sent two of his wives off to do this task.

Very quickly, the woman in the front courtyard went back and forth, saying that the Marquis had left Third Young Master's food and sent her back. She invited Third Young Madam to eat first, not needing to wait for Third Young Master to come back.

Mu Rousang pouted unhappily and used her chopsticks to poke and poke inside her rice bowl, but she ate half a bowl more than usual. She was transforming her anger into strength, so she had to eat more.

When it was the second day, Yang Zixuan finally returned. Coincidentally, the woman who went to the Mu Family also returned with a report.

At that time, Mu Rousang was sitting under the candlelight sewing the monk clothes that were made of white cotton yarn, Yang Zixuan shamelessly stuck close to her, extended his hand to grab the little monk clothes in her hands, and happily said: ”My wife, you must be worried, it's alright, your husband will definitely work harder tonight, I guarantee that your wife will hug a fat kid next year.”

Mu Rousang glared at him, and said: ”You're thinking too much, this is for the baby in my Big Cousin's stomach.”

Yang Zixuan touched his nose and replied embarrassedly: ”Sigh, I thought that my wife wanted a baby!”

”We'll talk about it when we move out of this residence!” Mu Rousang pretended not to notice his hidden bitterness.

Seeing that she was not moved, Yang Zixuan thought that in the next year, she would be only eighteen years old, but at that time, it was just right for her to be pregnant with a child.

”Oh, you sent your wife to your brother's house?” Yang Zixuan took off his shoes and laid on the Rohan's bed s. Seeing Mu Rousang ignoring him, he continued to work on the embroidery in his hands, causing him to feel a little satisfied.

Mu Rousang turned his head and said angrily: ”What are you doing?” The orange candlelight caused her face to turn completely red, making her face seem even more coquettish!

Yang Zixuan watched as his stomach spasmed. Just as he was thinking about how to break her bones and eat her, the old woman who was waiting outside could no longer hold it in.

She had thought that Yang Zixuan would bring it up after he entered the room, but unexpectedly, the elder did not come back to call her in even after a long time, so she could only bite the bullet and say: ”Young Mistress, this servant is back!”