An Tingxuan's eyes were red and he said feebly: "Mom, what are you doing? Aren't you sick? My eldest uncle, eldest aunt, second uncle, second aunt, and several younger sisters are all in Ruixue Courtyard...but you and I Auntie is here..."
Suddenly, Xiao Song became unhappy, "Tingxuan, how can you blame your mother? My aunt should not have come to your wealthy family. My aunt is wrong, but how can you say this about your mother?"
"If your mother hadn't been willing to spend money to let you study in the most expensive academy, would you have been able to pass the exam? How can you blame your mother?" Xiao Song was actually jealous of Antingxuan's ability to study.
Her sister has a good fortune, both her daughter and son are promising. One married into the royal family and became a master, the other passed the examination and might become a high official in the future.
When Xiao Song said this, the third lady felt aggrieved. She had been thinking about her children for half her life. The third lady also felt that no matter what, the son should not accuse his mother.
As a result, the third lady's tears came as soon as she could, and she began to cry.
When An Tingxuan saw his mother crying, he also felt that his words might have been harsh.
As soon as the third lady cried, Mrs. Song grabbed An Tingxuan and accused her: "Look how angry you are with your mother. Your old lady is just sick, not dead. So many people are needed." Do you want to stay with me? If you do, your illness will not get better. You are a scholar, and the person you should be filial to most is your own mother."
"Auntie is right, filial piety comes first. Brother Xuan is a scholar, so he should remember it well, so that when he becomes a high official in the future, brother Xuan will be criticized and cause trouble." Just when he didn't know what to do. At a good time, a majestic female voice suddenly came.
Several people turned around at the same time and saw An Xiyue standing at the entrance of the courtyard with a big belly.
The third lady was still sobbing in Xiao Song's arms. When she heard the sound, she raised her head and stared at An Xiyue in shock. An Xiyue was pregnant, how could she not know?
The third lady has forgotten that she has not been to Ruixueyuan for a long time and has not cared about anything other than the third bedroom. In addition to attending various banquets, she also invites various people to her banquets. How did she know that An Xiyue had written a letter? Safety.
At this time, I heard Xiao Song say: "Who is this? He is so fierce. Why do I hear such a bad tone?"
An Tingxuan wasn't sure how much An Xiyue had heard, and his face suddenly turned red. She meant what she said to his mother, how could he not know?
An Xiyue slowly approached. This time she didn't even look at An Tingxuan. Although her clothes were simple, no makeup was applied, and even her hair accessories were very simple, there was a frightening venom in her eyes, and she let herself be... Xiao Shi helped him come to Xiao Song and the third lady.
Xiao Eleven had a cold and beautiful face like the King of Hell. Seeing that Xiao Song did not salute the princess, the sword in his hand suddenly shook and said in a cold voice: "How dare you, why don't you salute Princess Nan when you see her?"
So, An Tingxuan raised his hands and said respectfully: "See Princess Nan." He knew that sister Yue did this on purpose, in order to teach this annoying aunt of his family a lesson.
Only then did Xiao Song know that this was the well-married eldest lady from the An family.
"Yue'er, you're back..." The third lady said softly, coughing twice.
An Tingxuan quickly whispered: "Mother, sister Yue is Princess Nan..." He was reminding them to bow quickly.
