Madam Wen said with red eyes, "My son is dead. I am sadder than anyone else. But what about Jiaojiao? You have to think about her. The law stipulates that a hundred days of mourning for a brother is enough. Zhuo Lin has been dead for more than five months."
Speaking of her eldest son, Mrs. Wen started crying again with her handkerchief in her hand.
At this time, Wen Jiao, the second daughter of Wen Yan and Madam Wen, walked in. Wen Jiao was the only legitimate daughter of Wen Yan and Madam Wen Er. She was fourteen years old this year, tall and slender, with fair and beautiful complexion, and quite pretty.
She bowed to Old Madam Wen, then walked over to offer some advice to Second Madam Wen, then added, "Mother, I heard Sister Ping has a fever again."
Wen Ping was Wen Zhuolin's only daughter, five years old. Thinking that her eldest son had only one child left, Mrs. Wen left quickly.
Madam Wen glanced at Wen Jiao and snorted coldly, "I usually see you as a sensible person. Could it be that you also want to go to the flower viewing banquet?"
Wen Jiao nodded, and seeing the old lady's face become even darker, she walked over and whispered, "Grandma, I didn't go to Pu Mansion because of what my mother said."
The old lady sneered, "What's that for? It can't be just to admire the peach blossoms, right?"
Wen Jiao knew this old lady was cold and heartless. She didn't even care about the lives of her son and grandson, so how could she care about her granddaughter? Of course, her own parents were even more...
Of course, she also hoped that she would be noticed by a good family during her talent show, so that she could get married sooner and leave this family sooner. Her parents only wanted to use her to climb up the social ladder, not considering that no one from a wealthy family would look down on the daughter of the declining Wen family and Wen Yan, while those from less wealthy families would look down on them...
She suppressed her worries, walked to the window and door, looked around, then fell back to the old lady and said, "Grandma, I occasionally heard my father, mother, and eldest brother talk about some things. I was young at the time, and although I felt that their actions were wrong, I didn't dare to say much, nor did I think too much about it. But my fourth brother died in an accident within two years, and my eldest brother died in an accident again. Last year, my second brother also died in an accident. The Pu family has also begun to distance themselves from my family and my father. I don't think it's right. Will everyone in our family die in an accident one by one in the future? Or, they will find a good excuse to wipe out our entire family, which will save trouble."
Old Mrs. Wen's cloudy eyes flashed with fear. She shouted, "What do you want to say?"
He felt that his voice was a little loud, so he quickly looked at the door and was relieved when he saw that no one came in.
Wen Jiao knelt down and held the old lady's knees and said, "Grandma, please don't blame me for daring to express my thoughts."
Old Madam Wen pulled Wen Jiao up and asked her to sit next to her. She squeezed her hand and said, "Jiaojiao, tell me. Grandma won't blame you for doing this for our family."
The ring on the old lady's hand pierced Wen Jiao's hand, causing her to frown in pain. She suppressed a cry and whispered, "I want to say, Grandma, have a good talk with Grandpa about what the future of our Wen family should be... It would be best to send my third brother to a military camp in another place, the farther the better. Don't worry about whether he can endure hardships or not, but he must not be within the sphere of influence of the Pu family... I want to go to the Pu family tomorrow to see if I can find any clues... Grandma is the same as before, we will do whatever we have to do... You can tell my mother a few words about this, but never tell my father..."
Old Madam Wen understood. Her granddaughter was afraid the family was about to collapse, and she wanted to preserve some of the Wen family's bloodline. She was told to do whatever she wanted. She had previously tried to curry favor with Old Madam Pu, so why would she continue to do so? The second son was a fool. She kept it secret from him because she was afraid he might accidentally show it and let the Pu family know that they were on guard...
The old lady's grip became even stronger as she cursed, "It's all that Zhao's fault! Why did your uncle bring her into this? She's not only harming the first wife's family, she's also going to harm our whole family."
Wen Jiao said, "Now, it's useless for Grandma to scold my aunt. My aunt is a descendant of the rebels. They are the ones who said that."
The old lady said, "Not only did the Pu family say so, but the Zhao family also told me, Wen Xing, that she is a descendant of Zhao Zhicheng. Wen Xing didn't dare to tell me before, but later when he knew that the Pu family had said so, he told me the truth."
Wen Jiao thought for a moment and said, "Even if they are descendants of Zhao Zhicheng, Zhao Zhicheng's family has been dead for decades, and my aunt is also dead. Why do they still want to kill them all? Now, even my second brother has had an 'accident'. I think the matter is not so simple. No matter what, let's make a plan first."
The old lady shook her head and said, "In front of the Pu family, we are like meat on the chopping board. How can we respond? Besides, they have something on us. No matter what happens, we will die."
Wen Jiao said, "Then we can't just sit there and wait for death. We have to at least leave a root. Get my third brother out, and it would be best if we could get one of my third uncle's descendants out too..."
The old lady snorted coldly, "Don't bother with the descendants of that young woman."
Wen Jiao glanced at the old lady. She was cold, selfish, and as narrow-minded as a needle's nose. The head of the family was completely indifferent and only wanted to ascend to heaven. Her parents were even more confused. This family was really over...
Wen Jiao felt powerless all over, and the ambition she had to save her family from danger was extinguished. She lowered her head, not knowing what to say.
Old Madam Wen continued, "Go back and get ready. Come with me to the Peach Blossom Banquet tomorrow. Even if I don't have a posting, they can't refuse me entry. I'll go talk to the old master and see how we can get Zhuo Hua out..."
Seeing that the old lady listened to the advice, Wen Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the house to prepare.
After breakfast on March 20th, Xu Lanyin dressed elegantly, her attire rich and her makeup delicate, but in a proper and proper manner. She wouldn't try to steal the spotlight from the younger noble ladies, but as the granddaughter accompanying the Princess of Nanyang, she couldn't be shabby either. Even with her proper attire, the beauty in the mirror was pure and elegant, as radiant as spring flowers.
She was very satisfied with her appearance and nodded to the beauty in the mirror with a smile.
Xu Lanyue said with envy and pride, "My elder sister is so beautiful."
Xu Lanyin touched her bun and smiled, "Girls change a lot when they grow up. We are sisters, and you will be as beautiful as this in the future."
Xu Lanyue knew she wasn't qualified to go to the party, and with so many people, she didn't want to go. Yesterday, Min Jia had invited her, saying she could take her along as a playmate, but she had declined.
Xu Lanyin also didn't want Xu Lanyue to go to such a party, so she said to her, "Play with Mingxi and Xiaoxingxing at home." Then she went to the main hall.
Princess Nanyang was also dressed up, wearing palace clothes, with her hair full of pearls and jade, and wearing heavy makeup.
The eldest princess took Xu Lanyin and looked her up and down, feeling extremely satisfied. The old lady had to admit that Xu Lanyin was as beautiful as her own granddaughter, Chai Jingjing, but she had a unique charm that seemed even better. Not only was she better than her granddaughter, but no other girl or young wife she knew had such charm.
She couldn't tell exactly what was different about it.
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