Chapter 540: Chapter 541, Slight Changes
The old Madam Yun felt relieved upon hearing this.
"You are indeed the most clever and considerate!"
While stroking Xu Xinmo’s hair, she secretly resented Yun Jinnian once again.
As for Yun Muyou and the others, they were nothing but stepping stones for Xu Xinmo, who, no matter how well they married, would never become an Empress like her.
As for the two from the second house, just give them some dowry and marry them off at will in the future.
She had very little respect for Yun Zihan’s in-laws, the Liao family, and she wasn’t happy about Yun Zihan always returning to the Yun Family.
She had disagreed with Yun Zihan’s marriage from the start, but Yun Chen said it was at the request of the Great General. Remembering the two individuals who had yet to send any news, a chill crept up the old Madam Yun’s spine.
Now that Mrs. Han was receiving a lot of attention, old Madam Yun felt even more resentment towards her.
She had been against this marriage from the beginning, but the old man had stubbornly agreed.
Not only was Mrs. Han a troublemaker, but also a streak of bad luck. Ever since she married into the family, the old man had passed away, and when Yun Jinnian was born, she fell seriously ill out of nowhere. Luckily, the Divine Granny sensed something amiss, claiming Yun Jinnian was overpowering her and suggested she keep her distance. Surely enough, her illness improved after that.
Xu Xinmo didn’t notice the old Madam Yun’s expression at all, immersed in fantasies of being lofty and superior, with others kneeling before her, looking up to her.
A smug smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of her mouth.
The carriage rattled on.
Mrs. Han sat alone in a carriage, disliking such social gatherings, finding them tiring and boring.
Thinking of Yun Jinnian’s visit to Auspicious Water, from a little child to a grown lady, her heart swelled with joy, eager to return home.
She couldn’t wait to get back and tell her daughter about things to be mindful of.
Then, thinking of Mrs. Yuan’s presence and her considerable knowledge, she felt sure Mrs. Yuan would thoroughly instruct Yun Jinnian, which brought her both joy and a tinge of loss.
She sighed deeply.
"What’s wrong, Madam?" Bai Que asked.
Mrs. Han shook her head.
Oftentimes, Yun Jinnian would talk to Mrs. Yuan about things she would never mention to her own mother.
Although she was the biological mother, she didn’t spend as much time with her daughter as Mrs. Yuan had, who, through years of mutual dependence, must have become highly regarded in her daughter’s heart, perhaps even more than herself.
Mrs. Han leaned against the side of the carriage, wondering why lately everything seemed to go awry, making it easy to imagine the worst in every situation.
Bai Que took Mrs. Han’s hand, "Madam, let’s go out for a walk when we have time, or perhaps we could take the young miss to Huguo Temple to offer incense, how about that?"
Bai Que’s gaze was tranquil, seemingly comforting, and, after a moment’s hesitation, Mrs. Han nodded slightly, "Alright!"
A carriage sped past swiftly.
Bai Que lifted the curtain of the carriage to take a glance, "It’s Feng Residence’s carriage!"
"Feng Residence?" Mrs. Han questioned.
"Last year’s Top Scorer, now an official of the third rank, many families in the Capital City wish to marry their daughters to him, but for some reason, he has rejected them all!" Bai Que said, also confused.
She looked again at Mrs. Han.
She remembered that the Han Family owned many paintings by the hermit artist, which were originally bought for just a few hundred taels but now were worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, and might not even be available for purchase.
"Who knows why? These things don’t concern us. Today, I did feel that the Marchioness Zhuangyong had some intention of praising her third son," Mrs. Han said, her eyes suddenly lighting up.
The Zhuangyong Marquis Residence was known for its integrity, with unblemished history for generations and no record of keeping concubines. The current Marquess, Crown Prince, and second son all had clear backyards with not even a maid to serve them privately.
If this third son was also so principled, he would indeed be a suitable match!