Wen picked up a piece of food for Old Lady Yan and said with a smile, "Mother, I have never worked in the Dali Temple and don't know them well. I can only guess how they ask questions."
Old Madam Yan looked at the dishes that Wen brought over. Things had come to this point. She had gone through so much trouble, but she only picked up an ordinary vegetarian dish with chopsticks and didn't even bother to pick up one or two of the expensive dishes in front of Yan Yunshu. She became even angrier.
He had a stern face and said nothing.
Mrs. Wen continued, "Besides, although this is a big deal, Mother is fine, right? She can finally rest assured."
Upon hearing this, Old Lady Yan glanced at her son and Zhu.
Seeing that both of them looked solemn and forbearing, she finally remembered her eldest grandson Zhu Nianyan.
In that case, is it possible that Nian'er will also be interrogated by the Dali Temple?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but get even angrier.
But he couldn't show it obviously, so he could only sigh casually while picking up the vegetables.
Then he continued.
"I don't know how the Zhu family's young master will be interrogated. It's pitiful that he has to go through this at such a young age. You are so cruel, Wen."
Wen paused with the chopsticks in her hand, her tone cold.
"He's involved in this, and he's not one of my sons or daughters. How can I not be ruthless?"
Yan Feng and Zhu both put down their chopsticks and looked at Wen with frowns.
Mrs. Wen continued, "Besides, he's two years older than my Yi'er, so he's no longer a kid. It's just a few questions. What's the big deal? Is it that I need to blame my daughter-in-law for it?"
Yan Feng quickly looked at Wen in a flattering manner and said with a smile, "How could you be blaming me? Mother has a kind heart and is simply concerned about the younger generation."
"Heh..." Madam Wen sneered, "Junior? You say your daughter-in-law is cruel just because of an outsider. Mother values him so much, but others who don't know would think your biological grandson is the young master of the Zhu family, and my Yi'er was just picked up on the street!"
As soon as Mrs. Wen finished speaking, the dining room fell into deathly silence.
Yan Feng, Aunt Zhu, and Old Madam Yan all turned pale after a while.
Old Madam Yan endured it for a long time, and coaxed Wen with a flattering face.
"Mrs. Wen, you really make your mother extremely sad when you think this way..."
Then, he pretended to wipe away his tears.
Zhu forced a few laughs and said, "Sister must have misunderstood mother."
Yan Feng picked up a piece of food for Wen and said softly, "Madam, mother still knows the difference between relatives and strangers, but sometimes she uses inappropriate words."
"Right..." Madam Wen looked at Yan Feng, her eyes curved with a smile as she said, "Your husband is right. There's a difference between close and distant relatives. I've also been making inquiries recently. The young master of the Zhu family is nothing but a drunkard and a womanizer with a filthy demeanor and no ambition to learn. Compared to my Yi'er, there's a world of difference."
Yan Yunshu, who was eating seriously, couldn't help but cheer for her mother in her heart.
And Yan Feng's smile froze on his face in an instant.
The soup spoon in Aunt Zhu's hand fell directly into the bowl with a crisp sound.
Old Madam Yan's face was full of wrinkles, all piled up together.
How could she humiliate her beloved grandson like this? !
She, who had always been the most impatient person, could not help herself any longer. She suddenly stood up and angrily faced Wen.
It's about to happen.
He was pulled down by Yan Feng who was beside him.
"What is mother doing?"
Old Madam Yan was so angry that she refused to comply. She just sat down and stood up again, still frozen in the same place, staring at Wen.
Yan Feng was frightened by what he saw, and all the anger he had just felt because of Wen's evaluation of Zhu Nianyan disappeared.
He was only concerned with dealing with his old mother who was not calm enough.
"Mother!"
Yan Feng became anxious and pulled Madam Yan towards the chair with all his strength. However, because he used too much force, Madam Yan lost her balance and fell straight back.
The servants around him exclaimed and went forward to help.
Yan Feng also grabbed his old mother.
Ben tried to hold on, but the old mother was too nervous and frightened, so she held Yan Feng tightly, causing him to fall down along with Old Lady Yan.
It wasn't serious, just a mess and noise on the floor.
Old Madam Yan was so frightened that she burst into tears. Yan Feng's elbow hit the ground hard, and he must have been seriously injured.
Zhu stood up to help, and Wen also stood up and pretended to do so.
"What's going on? Is mother okay?"
Wen said this, but she didn't really help him. She just looked at him with a worried look on her face.
After Old Madam Yan stood up, she sat on the chair and kept groaning.
Finally, her gaze fell on Wen, and the hatred that could not be concealed became stronger.
But I didn't dare to scold him directly.
I could only cry out, "Ouch! Ouch! My life is so miserable! So miserable!"
Yan Feng patted his robe, sat down with a gloomy face.
Wen and Zhu took their seats one after another.
Old Madam Yan was still crying, "Why is my life so miserable?"
Wen chuckled, and Old Madam Yan looked at Wen in disbelief. Now Wen was becoming more and more unpredictable. In the past, whenever she acted like this, she would definitely be extremely anxious, asking about her well-being and satisfying her demands.
Now I don’t see her helping me, nor do I see her caring about me, but I see her smiling beside me?
What are you laughing at!
Old Madam Yan felt even more resentful and her cries became quieter.
Wen smiled and said, "Mother, your life is not hard, but if you keep crying like this, then it will be really hard."
Old Madam Yan looked at Wen in disbelief.
Is this reasonable? Is this something Wen could say?
With a smile in her eyes, Mrs. Wen simply gestured to the maids to tidy up Madam Yan's messy clothes, and did not take any further action.
Yan Feng frowned, covered the wound on his elbow, and said in a muffled voice.
"Please ask the court doctor to come over."
The maid was stunned. The Madam has always been considerate. In the past, if there was a need to call a palace doctor, she would be the first to arrange for them to go and ask for one. But now, the Madam didn't say a word, but the master came to give the order personally.
Not daring to delay any longer, he quickly agreed and left the dining hall to ask for the palace doctor.
A moment later, the court doctor arrived. He first examined the slight wound on the back of Madam Yan's head.
It's nothing serious.
He also applied some plaster to the wound on Yan Feng's elbow, and finally went to get the medicine and boil it himself.
After the court doctor left, the dining hall was already in a mess.
Everyone was in a mess, except Wen and Yan Yunshu.
Mrs. Wen was still elegant and refined. She had finished her dinner and was drinking tea while waiting for Yan Yunshu.
Yan Yunshu ate the expensive dishes slowly.
He looked completely out of touch with the situation.
This made Old Lady Yan and Aunt Zhu feel annoyed and jealous.
Old Madam Yan leaned back in her chair, looking at Yan Yunshu coldly, thinking, you are just a child of eleven or twelve years old. I can't do anything to your mother, but I can always find a way to deal with you.
I couldn't help but speak.
"Shu'er is quite at ease. No matter what earth-shattering things happen around her, she can stay out of it."
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