He Wenlin had a late dinner at Ningyuan Hou's residence before reluctantly returning home. He Shangshu still hadn't come back yet. Madam He was anxious, so she pulled He Wenlin and kept talking: "You will go out early this morning. You left the door, where did you go?"
On weekdays, when Mrs. He asked her like this, He Wenlin would just think that her mother cared about her and wouldn't complain too much. But these days, he could really hear the words that his mother kept nagging her over and over every day. Somewhat bored, when he heard her asking aggressively where he had been today, he suddenly felt a buzzing pain in his head.
But Mrs. He is not very good at eye contact. She can't see He Wenlin's anxiety and impatience. She just feels that her husband is busy with affairs and is away from home day and night. The only thing she can rely on is her own. son.
"I'm going to Ningyuan Hou's Mansion!" Although he was impatient, He Wenlin still answered as patiently as possible.
"Why are you going to their house? Then Xu Yanquan just got into such a big trouble a few days ago. What kind of friendship do you have with him? It will also damage your reputation." Madam He couldn't help scolding Ning Yuanhou as soon as she heard about it. .
In fact, in the early years, Mrs. He hated the people in Ningyuanhou's mansion very much. Unless Ningyuanhou himself came to visit, she would murmur for a long time whenever she mentioned other people in Ningyuanhou's mansion.
Literally, Aunt He was speaking in a high-sounding way, and she was talking about Xu Yanquan's false accusation a few days ago, but in fact, what she hated was the late Mrs. Ningyuan Hou in Ningyuanhou's house.
The late Mrs. Ning Yuanhou was born in the He family of Qingyuan. She was a well-known beauty. Even His Majesty at that time praised him in every possible way. And this He Shangshu was a close friend of Ning Yuanhou when he was young. The two preferred each other. They are similar, even the woman they like is the same person.
It's just that both of them are gentlemen, and they don't bother to use those dirty tricks, so they let her choose. In the end, the beautiful and talented woman chose the young Marquis Ning Yuan.
After their wedding, He Shangshu had been single for many years, and Mrs. He had had some feelings for Mr. He since she was a child. For this reason, Mrs. He's mother proposed marriage to the He family many times. In the end, it was because of Mrs. He's age that she was delayed. When things got old, Mr. He couldn't bear it and forced He Shangshu to agree to the marriage.
Many years later, Mrs. Xu passed away. Although Mrs. He and Shangshu could not be said to have a deep love for each other, they were able to live a stable life. However, Mrs. He always had a knot in her heart. He hated anyone in Ningyuan Hou's house. She was alone, but her only son was still close friends with that bastard boy.
He Wenlin didn't like that Mrs. He was worried about the younger generation because of the previous generation's affairs, so she frowned slightly: "He was framed in the first place. A framed person has lost his reputation. What is this? Is it possible? Is it possible that the black and white in the world are being turned upside down?"
"What do you know? This slap can't make a difference, so how could Xu Yanquan be framed if he didn't go to that room?" Mrs. He snorted coldly, with disdain on her face, "Most of that woman's children are related to She is similar and doesn’t know how to behave!”
He Wenlin read books about sages and could not help but feel disgusted every time he saw Mrs. He acting like this. But she was his biological mother and could not disobey her.
But today, He Wenlin had been accumulating grievances for several days. When he heard Mrs. He say that she did not distinguish right from wrong, black and white, he suddenly became angry: "Mom, after so many years, she still insists on remembering those past events. Is that so? Yanquan is superb in both literature and martial arts, and his future is limitless. When a mother says such things to her son, she feels sour and full of jealousy!"
Mrs. He was stunned. She looked at He Wenlin with disbelief on her face: "You said I am jealous of her? She is a dead person, what is there for me to be jealous of..."
He Wenlin looked at the hysterical Mrs. He and felt tired. He didn't want to listen to her yelling anymore, so he threw her hand away and left quickly.
He couldn't go back home and the government office was closed. He Wenlin wandered around the streets and unknowingly came to the gate of Ningyuan Houfu.
The steward of Ningyuan Houfu naturally recognized He Wenlin and walked over quickly: "Young Master is here to see the heir apparent of our family?"
He Wenlin had nowhere to go. After thinking about it, he said, "I'll tell him to go have a drink. You go and shout!"
"Young master, please come in and sit down first. The prince is practicing his sword right now! You have to wait a moment!" The butler said as he invited He Wenlin inside.
He Wenlin sat down in Xu Yanquan's room. The maid made tea, and he sat quietly. Even sitting like this was more comfortable than staying at home.
Just when He Wenlin was distracted looking at the tea cup, someone suddenly opened the curtain and walked in. He subconsciously looked up and saw Xu Qingmo standing by the door with a surprised look on his face.
He Wenlin was a little embarrassed and put down the teacup in his hand: "I'm here to have a drink with Xu Yanquan!"
Xu Qingmo suddenly realized it, and she smiled: "I thought brother Wenlin didn't go back?"
He Wenlin smiled awkwardly: "Are you here to see your elder brother?"
"I didn't dare to try some of the tea cakes I learned to make today, so I wanted to let my elder brother try them." Xu Qingmo said with a smile, taking the cakes from Qu Lian's hand and placing them in front of He Wenlin, " Brother Wenlin, do you want to have a taste?"
He Wenlin hesitated for a while, and finally, looking at Xu Qingmo's face full of anticipation, he picked up a piece of tea cake and took a bite.
The heat is still a bit off, but the taste is pretty good.
He Wenlin looked at Xu Qingmo and the plate of tea cakes in front of him, a little surprised: "Mo Mo has really grown up and can make tea cakes now!"
"Is it delicious?" Xu Qingmo sat down next to He Wenlin and asked him seriously, looking at him.
"It's delicious!" He Wenlin replied with a smile.
Xu Qingmo then picked up a piece of tea cake and ate it carefully. The tea cake was a bit sweet and had a faint fragrance: "Well, Qu Lian, you should try it too, it's really delicious!"
Qu Lian came forward and took a bite, her face full of surprise: "Young lady is really amazing. It's your first time to make tea cakes so delicious!"
"The heat is still a little low, but it does taste pretty good!" Xu Qingmo laughed softly, "Just leave one for big brother!"
He Wenlin looked at the lively Xu Qingmo in front of him, and suddenly felt a little envious. He envied Xu Yanquan for having a sister who would think about leaving cakes for him.
Xu Qingmo felt He Wenlin's gaze and felt a little strange: "Brother Wenlin, is there something on my face?"
He Wenlin shook his head: "No, I just think Mo Mo will be so beautiful when he grows up!"
Xu Qingmo was a little surprised, but still agreed with a smile, left the tea cake, and turned to leave.
