Nalan Lingling

Chapter 951 - 953: Standing Up for My Sister (3rd Update)

Chapter 951: Chapter 953: Standing Up for My Sister (3rd Update)


Yun Jinnian found it amusing.


After finishing their meal and chatting for a while, they returned to the Yun Family.


Once back at the Yun Family, Yun Jinnian gathered three sets of brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, along with a few books, and had Hemei personally deliver them to Yun Zuomo and the others.


Yun Zuomo sent back some pastries, Yun Qingzhi brought some fruits, and Yun Qingqing sent a small jade carving, which, though small, was quite beautiful.


The little bunny appeared endearingly innocent.


"It’s a pity there’s only one!"


Otherwise, it could be given to Mumu and the others to play with.


Thinking of this, Yun Jinnian suddenly said, "Hemei, next time when you go, ask who carved this jade sculpture!"


"Yes!"


Yun Zuomo entered the study and saw Kang Ju seriously reading a book. She smiled slightly, "Did my sister send it?"


"Yes, Auntie sent these wonderful books that I’ve been searching for everywhere!" Kang Ju said, standing up to let Yun Zuomo sit down, excitedly continued, "Look at this Xuan paper, it’s premium Xuan paper. I wanted to buy it earlier, but it was too expensive and hard to find. Auntie sent two sheets over. And this ink; it’s genuine Hui Ink, the kind that isn’t usually sold in stores. The inkstone is made of top-grade ink jade, which, when touched, carries a slight warmth. Even in winter, the ink wouldn’t freeze. This wolf-hair brush is also exceptionally good!"


Yun Zuomo watched Kang Ju speak with excitement.


She knew Kang Ju had great insight; though his family was poor, his aspirations were rich.


"Our sister treats us very well, my husband, so you must work hard. I believe this year’s imperial exams will see you succeed!"


Kang Ju smiled, hugged Yun Zuomo, and kissed her before asking, "What if I don’t succeed this year?"


"It doesn’t matter, we’ll strive for three more years!"


Kang Ju gazed at Yun Zuomo.


She was charming and delicate, not as stunning as Princess Yijia, but she possessed a homely beauty and a warm, considerate nature.


Since their marriage, she had managed everything for him meticulously, even when hosting guests, ensuring the meals were bountiful and the drinks fragrant, making him appear distinguished.


Unable to help himself, he kissed Yun Zuomo again, murmuring softly, "Even if I don’t succeed, I won’t let you down!"


"I naturally trust you, my husband. By the way, do you think our second brother-in-law will succeed this year?"


"I believe so, he’s likely to rank in the top three. If I’m correct, he will be the next Master Feng!"


Yun Zuomo was taken aback.


"That impressive?"


"Master Feng has never held back from teaching our second brother-in-law and has imparted much to him. I regret having known Master Feng for a short time, and he doesn’t treat me as well as he does our second brother-in-law. But fortunately, our second brother-in-law hasn’t kept anything from me either. Even if I can’t learn all that Master Feng has taught him, a fraction of it is still immensely beneficial!" Kang Ju said, his eyes filled with warmth.


Without a hint of jealousy.


"Rest assured, my husband, I will accompany my second sister to visit the Feng Residence and spend time with the old lady there as often as possible!"


"That would be good, just don’t let yourself suffer!"


"Why would there be suffering? The old lady is kind-hearted, well-versed and insightful, and being with her allows me to learn many things!"


Yun Qingzhi and Yun Qingqing shared Yun Zuomo’s feelings.


Qin Xiulian and Mu Hanqi also possessed profound knowledge and were delighted with the gifts from Yun Jinnian, cherishing them beyond measure.


These gifts added to the love for their wives, imbued with newfound respect.


It was evident in their mannerisms and speech.


Yun Zuomo, Yun Qingzhi, and Yun Qingqing felt it deeply, growing increasingly thankful to Yun Jinnian.


Niannian Garden


After bathing, Yun Jinnian sat on a stool, gently drying her hair.


The room was filled with the scent of incense, faint yet fragrant.


There was no one left to attend to her.


She couldn’t understand why she felt a sense of apprehension, always sensing that something significant was about to happen, yet she was powerless to stop it...