While Duan Yunling was sad and despairing that the marriage had fallen through, Duan Yunhua was angry.
"Grandma really called Duan Yunling over today?"
The maid who went out to find out the news said cautiously: "Yes..."
"Why did grandma call Duan Yunling over?" Duan Yunhua actually had an answer in his mind, but he didn't want to believe it, so he stood up and asked.
The maid subconsciously took a step back and answered bravely: "I didn't ask about it."
As Duan Yunhua's personal maid, she knew about Qingfeng Temple. At this time, the old lady asked the third girl to come over alone, what else could it be for.
The maid's answer gave Duan Yunhua an outlet for his anger that was about to explode.
"Why, why is it Duan Yunling!"
"She is just a concubine, like a piece of wood who dare not speak to outsiders. Why did Mrs. Gu Changbo choose her?"
Duan Yunhua was so excited that he held the maid's arm with both hands: "Why do you tell me?"
"Servant, I don't know..." the maid's voice trembled.
She is a little maid, who knows why.
"I don't believe it, I'm going to ask my grandmother!" Duan Yunhua walked out.
The maid turned pale with horror and hurriedly stopped her: "Girl, don't be impulsive! This is not something that the old lady can decide. There is no use asking the old lady."
"It's no use..." Duan Yunhua fell down on the beauty's couch, looking blank, "It's no use..."
Does it mean that just because her mother was divorced, she is nothing?
Duan Yunhua fell on the beauty's bed and cried in despair.
When Duan Shaoqing came back from the Yamen and learned from the old lady that Gu Changbo Mansion had taken a fancy to Duan Yunling, he was quite satisfied with the result.
"Ling'er is cautious and docile. Nothing will go wrong when we arrive at the Guchangbo Mansion."
On the contrary, the eldest daughter's temperament can't stand anger, and she impulsively contradicts her mother-in-law or gets into trouble with her husband, which will cause a headache for Shaoqing's house.
"I think so too," the old lady said with a smile.
That night, some people in Shaoqing's house were happy and some were sad. Duan Yunchen came back early the next morning.
After caring about her eldest grandson's studies, the old lady smiled and asked, "Your second brother didn't come back with you?"
"Yes, my second brother said he would go back with cousin Qing." Duan Yunchen replied to his grandmother's words calmly, but his heart was not so calm.
He has seen that his grandmother is happy to see his second brother and his cousin Qing together. Although he has no intention of being interested in cousin Qing, he still feels uncomfortable when he thinks that the person who once had feelings for him will become a couple with his cousin in the future.
There are no girls from other families to consider. Why does grandma insist on keeping cousin Qing at home?
Duan Yunchen felt bitter in his heart when he thought that not long ago he quietly went to visit his mother at his maternal grandfather's house, and when he saw his cousin Zhu from a distance, she turned around and left in a hurry.
If his grandmother hadn't insisted on bringing him and cousin Qing together, his mother wouldn't have gone to extremes, and he and cousin Zhu wouldn't have become like this...
"Chen'er?"
Duan Yunchen came to his senses: "You call me."
The old lady smiled: "You kid, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing. How is grandma these days?"
"Everything is good. I went to Qingfeng Temple the day before yesterday to do some activities."
The grandfather and grandson chatted for a while, and Duan Yunchen asked, "Father didn't go out, right?"
The tenth day of every month happens to be the day for officials to take a rest. Duan Shaoqing either goes out to meet friends or rests at home.
"No."
"Then my grandson goes to pay his respects to his father."
"Go." The old lady liked her grandson from the bottom of her heart.
Duan Yunchen said goodbye to the old lady and went to Duan Shaoqing's place. After talking, the father and son went to see Duan Yunhua.
In the past, whenever the Imperial College was on holiday, Duan Yunhua would go to Ruyi Hall early to wait for his brother's return. Not seeing his sister today, Duan Yunchen felt a little uneasy.
"Girl, the eldest son is here."
"Please come in." Duan Yunhua looked sad and told the maid, "Don't say anything to me.
The eldest son mentioned the matter of Qingfengguan. "
Duan Yunchen came in quickly and looked at Duan Yunhua's swollen eyes, his eyes darkened.
"What's wrong with my second sister?"
"I didn't sleep well yesterday." Duan Yunhua suppressed his grievances and said, "Brother, please sit down."
"I just didn't sleep, okay?" Duan Yunchen sat down with worry in his eyes, "Did the second sister cry? What happened?"
Duan Yunhua's eyes turned red: "I miss my mother."
She was quick to speak, but she also wanted to be ashamed. Even the third sister had never done this, so how could she have the shame to let her elder brother know about it.
Duan Yunchen had no doubts.
He often feels uncomfortable thinking about his mother, not to mention that his sister is a girl.
"Second sister, please apply cold water to your eyes, so as not to be seen when the family is eating."
"I know." Duan Yunhua lowered his head and said in a low voice.
If possible, she really didn't want to face Duan Yunling. But if she didn't show up today, she would make the other party laugh even more.
When the family was sitting around the dining room of Ruyi Hall having lunch, Xin You was keenly aware of the strangeness between Duan Yunhua and Duan Yunling.
Neither of them looked very happy. What happened?
Xin You didn't care at all about Duan Yunhua's mood, but Duan Yunling was different.
Duan Yunling also helped to enable him to leave Shaoqing's mansion smoothly before. Xin You had to repay this favor.
"Qingqing, when will Mr. Songling's new book be released?"
Xin You looked at Duan Shaoqing who was asking the question.
Duan Shaoqing suppressed his embarrassment and explained: "I read "Painted Skin" by Mr. Song Ling, and it is indeed well written."
Some colleagues even went up to the peak to talk to him because of the bookstore owned by his niece, and asked about Mr. Songling's new books, which he did not expect.
"Soon." Xin You smiled at Duan Shaoqing.
"Mr. Songling has released a new book, remember to tell your uncle."
Xin You raised her lips and said, "I'll give uncle a few more books when the time comes."
I just don’t know if I’m still in the mood to watch it at that time.
"And me, cousin, don't forget to send me off." Duan Yunlang said hurriedly.
This time Xin You smiled more genuinely: "Okay."
Seeing a pair of young children talking and laughing, the old lady smiled even more lovingly.
As expected, the grandson and granddaughter are a natural couple, and they will soon get married to the Guchangbo Mansion. The Shaoqing Mansion has finally wiped away the bad luck they had suffered during this period.
After lunch, the elders were in a good mood, while the younger generation had their own thoughts.
Xinyou returned to Wanqingju and was about to ask Xiaolian to invite Duan Yunling to come and play when Duan Yunling arrived.
"Is Cousin Ling worried?" Xin You asked directly.
Duan Yunling's eyes turned red and he glanced at Xiaolian.
Xin You signaled Xiaolian to step back.
There was no one else in the room, and Duan Yunling couldn't help but shed tears: "Cousin Qing, what should I do? Grandma wants to marry me to Prince Gu Changbo!"
Xinyou was stunned.
In the past few days, she had been secretly hoping that Dai Ze would bring her useful news, but she never expected that what happened to Guchangbo Mansion would be like this.
"Cousin Ling, please speak slowly."
Duan Yunling wiped her tears and started from the "accidental encounter" at Qingfengguan.
"Grandma will take me to see Mrs. Guchangbo the day after tomorrow, and I'm afraid it will be settled later... I thought about pretending to be sick, but even if I escape this time, it will not be easy for me if I offend my grandmother..."
Duan Yunling spoke of helplessness and despair, looking at Xin You with a glimmer of hope.
Cousin Qing...will there be any solution?
