3. I’m not afraid of being laughed at

Style: Historical Author: Wenxin DettolWords: 3563Update Time: 24/01/12 11:14:30
"What my father taught me was that I used to be really ignorant and ignorant of common things. I have been confused until now. Thanks to my father for planning for me."

Jun Hongbai's expression was gentle.

Jun Qian added: "Fortunately, it's not too late to wake up now. Just learning to be a director is always superficial.

Why don't my father give me the dowry my mother left me to take care of, so that I can practice my skills? "

Jun Hongbai took a deep look at his daughter when he heard this.

This child has already said that he will always love her, but she is still so tricky.

But then, he saw the anxiety in her eyes again.

Wen Niang never had a good day when he was by his side...

Jun Hongbai's heart softened again, "Okay, father, go talk to Shen Qingluan and ask her to return the dowry to you tomorrow."

"Thank you, father!" Jun Qian beamed instantly.

Shen Qingluan returned to Hanguang Courtyard. Cuicui helped her remove her bun. Just as she was about to go to bed to rest, Cuicui suddenly said excitedly outside: "Second Master is here, please come in quickly!"

Shen Qingluan frowned, quickly stood up, grabbed a coat and put it on her body.

After getting dressed, the door opened in response.

Jun Hongbai walked slowly in, and when he saw Shen Qingluan's appearance, his steps stopped.

During the day, Shen Qingluan's words, "You are a man too, how could a man spoil her like this?" suddenly entered his mind.

On weekdays, she is neatly dressed and looks like a qualified matron.

He also forgot that she was actually only nineteen years old and a little girl who needed care.

Jun Hongbai calmed down and said, "I have never heard of you talking about Qian'er today."

His original intention was to chat with Shen Qingluan.

When Shen Qingluan heard this, he frowned slightly and said in a cold tone: "It's Qingluan's fault."

Jun Hongbai touched a soft nail, the words in his throat swirled, and his expression became cold.

"As long as you know, I said on the day we got married that I married you into the house so that I could have a mother to take care of Qian'er and Yuan'er. This is your responsibility.

What Qian'er did today shows that you didn't take her seriously as a daughter. "

Shen Qingluan's eyes grew colder inch by inch, and he rolled up his sleeves and said coldly: "I, the tutor of the Shen family, am virtuous, upright, self-cultivated, and self-reliant!

I have no reservations about Sister Qian. If you really think that I am unfit for this position, why don't you send me a letter of resignation and let me go back to the Shen family! "

Jun Hongbai's heart skipped a beat: "Shen Qingluan, are you going crazy with alcohol? The high-ranking nobles have never told Li Yi that even if you die, you can only be buried in the Jun family's ancestral grave in the name of the Jun Shen family."

Shen Qingluan's nails pierced into her palms.

She knew that what Jun Hongbai said was true.

Seeing her expression, Jun Hongbai clenched his fists and said all the words he was still thinking about how to say:

"Qian'er is not young now, and she should learn to take care of worldly affairs. Please take care of the dowry left by Wen Niang and give it to Qian'er in the next few days."

Shen Qingluan raised his head suddenly, humiliation and anger flashed in his eyes.

Jun Hongbai put his hands behind his back, waiting for her to bow her head and surrender as before.

He knew that this arrangement was doubtful and humiliating to Shen Qingluan.

Among the nobles of the Hou family, no woman below Ji has ever managed the dowry by herself. All the dowries are purchased by the elders of the family.

Asking Shen Qingluan to hand over Qian'er's dowry was tantamount to telling others that Zhenyuan Houfu did not trust her.

With her arrogance, how could she bear such contempt.

But he was still disappointed after all. In just a moment, all the emotions in Shen Qingluan's eyes disappeared, "The dowry belongs to Qian'er, so she should take care of it.

But when the handover is official, the old lady has to be asked to be a witness. They say it’s hard to be a stepmother. If anything goes wrong in the future, I can’t explain it even with ten thousand words. "

Jun Hongbai was embarrassed and annoyed by her merciless words:

"Will there be any mistakes? Do you want to imply that Qian'er will tamper with the dowry and deliberately frame you? She also-"

Thinking of Shen Qingluan's words today, Jun Hongbai was forced to swallow the words "just a child", his eyes became even colder.

Shen Qingluan smiled.

Three years after marrying into the Hou family, except for the period when she had high expectations for Jun Hongbai at the beginning, she seldom smiled after that.

Under the dim and swaying candlelight, he suddenly smiled like this, which was as beautiful as he had ever seen before.

Everyone has a love for beauty. Even if Jun Hongbai has spent all his love for one person in his life, he can't deny that his heart skips a beat at this moment.

He stopped talking and didn't say anything that would anger her even more.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingluan slowly raised his eyelids and said, "The uncle must have felt guilty when he said this. What Sister Qian did to me was obvious to all the masters and servants in the entire house today.

Although it is forbidden to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart, I am not a villain, and I am even more afraid of being misunderstood, especially misunderstandings about Mrs. Mo's dowry, which can discredit me. "

Jun Hongbai's cheek suddenly felt a little painful.

Shen Qingluan didn't look at him and knocked on the table with her hand, "I married into the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion to be the eldest young master's step-wife. It would be an exaggeration to say that it has been difficult for me in the past three years.

Let alone my own grievances, but I, the Shen family, are the leader of the literati and a model scholar, and my character must not be tarnished, so I pay special attention to my words and deeds.

Even if you don't understand my behavior of cherishing feathers, please respect me. This matter is settled. "

Her eyebrows were cold and arrogant, and her tone was firm, leaving no room for doubt.

Then Jun Hongbai really didn't question it.

After all, asking her to hand over Qian'er's dowry was already wronging her, if Qian'er really did anything else.

He didn't believe Qian'er would do such a thing, and didn't want to give her this chance.

Inexplicably, he suddenly felt that it would be great if Qian'er could grow up to be as handsome as Shen Qingluan.

Although Wen Niang is good, Wen Niang is too weak.

He understands men. How can there be a man in the world who protects Qian'er as much as he does.

Thinking of his deceased wife, Jun Hongbai felt uncomfortable for a while and had no intention of staying any longer. Just as he was about to leave, Qingyu's anxious voice came from outside the door:

"My uncle is not good. My lady has a high fever. Please go and have a look!"

Jun Hongbai suddenly turned around and ran out quickly.

With a "bang", the door pushed open by Jun Hongbai rebounded violently. Cuicui, who was guarding the door, was startled. She stared blankly at Jun Hongbai's back, her eye circles suddenly red.

"Sir, how could he do this to you? It's hard to come to Hanguangyuan..."

But she left without even saying hello. When word spread, the servants and women laughed at the lady for not being able to win the man's heart.

She really doesn't deserve to feel wronged for her wife.

Shen Qingluan's face was calm.

After dying once, if she still gets so angry over these trivial things, she would really be sorry for the life God gave her.

"Why are you sad? In this Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion, you rely on me as your master. It doesn't matter what Jun Hongbai's attitude is."

She should have known this.

Shen Qingluan pinned her long hair with a wooden hairpin, put on a cloak and followed.

Jun Qian caused such a big fuss. If she, as the legitimate mother, remained indifferent, wouldn't she be giving others the chance to accuse her of being cruel?

Xian Shuyuan is now in chaos.

Jun Qian was lying on the bed, covered with thick quilts, her face flushed.

Jun Hongbai was already doting on her, but when he saw her acting like this, all the prejudice he had against her as a little girl disappeared, and he only felt sorry for her.

He wiped her face carefully with a handkerchief and comforted her: "Qingluan has promised to give you the dowry. Get better soon and learn how to take care of it from her."

When Jun Qian heard this, she managed to open her eyes. Before she could be happy, she immediately showed resistance and disgust when she saw Shen Qingluan standing behind Jun Hongbai.

Jun Hongbai immediately turned to Shen Qingluan and said, "You should go back first. Qian'er is seriously ill. I will take care of her here."

When Jun Qian heard this, she looked proud.

Oh, it doesn't matter how smart you are with your tongue, or how beautiful you are.

In her father's heart, she is always the most important.

Shen Qingluan's face was expressionless, but he was slowly smiling in his heart.

It's summer now, but Jun Qian can make herself catch a cold. She doesn't know how long she has been exposed to the cold water.

In the previous life, Jun Qian wanted to have the wind and the rain, and she didn't want Jun Hongbai to sleep with her. She just sent the maid to invite him away. How had she ever hurt herself so much in exchange for Jun Hongbai's attention.

It seems that today, she is no longer cowardly to cover up and smooth things over for Jun Qian, which finally made her panic.

OK, OK, OK!

Seeing that Jun Qian was not doing well, she felt relieved. She really didn't come to watch this drama in vain.

On the way back, Cuicui couldn't help but mutter: "The eldest lady is sick. Instead of letting you, my aunt, take care of her, I let a man take care of me. If outsiders find out, I won't be laughed at to death."

Shen Qingluan waved his hands calmly: "It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of being laughed at."

On the contrary, she would also like to thank Jun Qian for popping out of her own skin and leading Jun Hongbai, the mangy dog, away.

If something happened between her and Jun Hongbai, she was afraid that she would vomit on the spot.

As for the shame?

In her previous life, she worked hard to cover up the pain she suffered in the Hou Mansion just for the sake of face.

In the end, everyone felt that the Hou Mansion had treated her extremely well, and that her miserable end was all her own fault.

Now, she had to stand by and let the joke in the prince's mansion play out among the aristocratic families in the capital.

The next day, neither Jun Qian nor Jun Yuan came to Hanguang Courtyard to pay their respects.

Shen Qingluan was not disappointed and went to the old lady's Fushou Hall with her maid and several boxes of account books.

Old Madam Lu was angry because Jun Qian called Jun Hongbai away from Hanguang Courtyard yesterday. She didn't look good when she saw Shen Qingluan. She slammed the tea bowl and said in a cold tone:

"Changdong is confused, but he is a man after all. Women are born with weapons against men. You know books and etiquette, but why don't you know how to win a man's heart?

I hope you will give birth to a baby soon, but you are so unlucky! "

Shen Qingluan's expression was calm, as if she was chanting sutras.

After Mrs. Lu finished talking, she ordered someone to put the box in the middle of the room, "Uncle yesterday asked me to count the dowry left by Sister Wen Niang and give it to Sister Qian to take care of.

I thought about the fact that the dowry was originally given to me by the old lady in person. Now that it is to be given to Qianer, I should count it in front of the old lady. "

The old lady frowned.

Jun Hongbai's decision was too disgraceful to his grandson's daughter-in-law, so logically she shouldn't have agreed.

She glanced at Shen Qingluan's belly and then changed her words:

"That's fine. You should mind less of the mundane affairs and focus more on business. A woman without children cannot be considered a virtuous woman no matter how capable she is."

All the maids in Hanguang Academy were trembling with anger at this naked and arrogant tone.

What the old lady said was really humiliating. Could it be that their wife didn’t want to have a baby?

Shen Qingluan raised his eyes and suddenly smiled faintly: "The old lady has great opinions, but my grandson-in-law thinks that it is not important whether she can have children or not. What is important is that the children under her knees are raised carefully so that they can stand up in the family in the future."

The room suddenly became quiet.

As the needle dropped audibly, Shen Qingluan said again: "The old lady has raised a brave and capable son like my second uncle. My granddaughter-in-law must learn from the old lady. Please don't keep anything secret."

Mr. Lu's expression changed, and his eyes revealed a fierce look.