Chapter 620: How does your appearance compare to that princess?
Yan Qing thought so and asked casually.
Zhuzhi's eyes couldn't help but drift upwards, muttering, "Who knows? Maybe he spent all that money on a life of luxury."
Facing Yan Qing's slightly suspicious eyes, Song Yanxi said calmly: "Mother knows what kind of person he is.
Lian Niang comes from a humble family and is not very particular. She has raised her children in a way that spoils them, so it is understandable that she spends money lavishly."
That's the correct logic.
But for some reason, Yan Qing always felt that this matter might not be as simple as his daughter said.
But she really couldn't remember what was wrong for a moment.
Forget it, if you can't figure it out, just forget about it. Why bother yourself for a few unworthy people?
Not only is it tiring, but thinking too much will also make you feel sick.
Why bother?
Not missing the change in Yan Qing's expression, Song Yanxi smiled faintly and said, "I was so busy chatting that I forgot to ask mother how she had time to come here today."
Hearing her say this, Yan Qing suddenly remembered the important matter and took out a letter from his sleeve and said, "Xi'er, this is what your aunt asked me to bring to you."
On the envelope were written the words "From my sister personally".
The pen strokes are strong and powerful, and it is obvious that it is the handwriting of a person with a bold personality.
Yan Qing explained, "This letter was sent by Brother Xu from the border town about three years ago."
Song Yanxi paused as she opened the letter, "Border Town?"
Yan Qing nodded, "Brother Xu used to send letters to the Yan family every year, under the pretext of showing concern for the two elders, but in reality he wanted to know whether Sister Qingyun was doing well in the Yan family.
You know what he's thinking, and he hasn't changed in all these years.
This is the first time I've written to her alone."
She sighed softly and said helplessly, "Xi'er, even if your mother didn't tell you, you should know that this world has always been harsh on widowed women.
At the slightest sign of trouble, they'll label you a fickle person, and they'll want to drown you with their spit."
Song Yanxi knew very well that people's words were scary.
Ever since Lin Tingfeng went off to war, she had been confined to that square mansion, and except for the inevitable occasions such as attending banquets at various families, she hardly ever left the house.
Even though she had done so much, Old Lady Lin still found fault with her, complaining that she wore brightly colored clothes at banquets and seemed frivolous when talking to others.
She was still thinking that perhaps it was because she had stayed in Yaowang Valley for too long and was not as generous and decent as other ladies in the capital.
Little did they know that all the original sins came from Lin Tingfeng's dislike.
Since my eldest uncle passed away, everyone in the Yan family has treated my eldest aunt even worse than before. My grandmother even handed over the power of the family early on to support her eldest daughter-in-law.
It can be said that in the entire Yan family, the status of the aunt is second only to the two elders.
But even so, there are still many idle people in the capital who are closely watching the identity of my aunt's widow, speculating when she will give up and choose to remarry. Even going to the temple to burn incense will cause people to gossip.
At the slightest sign of trouble, everyone would want to press their ears against the wall of the Yan family's house to listen.
If someone with ulterior motives knew that Xu Xiao had a private correspondence with his aunt, who knows what kind of rumors they would make up.
Speaking of this, Yan Qing felt angry and cursed softly, "Brother Xu is also stubborn. He hasn't even been to the Yan family for so many years. Even if your aunt wants to remarry, I'm afraid she won't remember him."
After she finished speaking, she coughed twice, her expression slightly embarrassed.
Song Yanxi understood and said, "Don't worry, mother, no fifth person will know about what happened today."
Hearing this, Yan Qing couldn't help but frown.
Why are there only five people? There are only three people in their room?
Zhuzhi pointed out the window and said with a smile, "The prince is worried about the girl's safety and has assigned two secret guards to protect her."
Yan Qing was startled for a moment, then a smile spread across his face, and he said with relief, "Father was right. His Highness Prince Jin is truly a good man."
Song Yanxi was surprised when she heard this.
My grandfather actually said such a thing?
Yan Qing coughed lightly, "That's all old news, it happened so many years ago, it's better not to mention it.
Xier, you should read the letter first."
Song Yanxi nodded, took out the letter and unfolded it.
The letter contained only some greetings, nothing strange about it.
No matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary family letter.
Yan Qing pointed at the phrase "my sister Qingyun" and said with a serious expression, "Ever since my sister-in-law married into the Yan family, Big Brother Xu has never called her that.
Whenever I asked about her in my letters, I would just call her "Brother Qingyun."
For someone who is always thinking about avoiding suspicion and fearing that he will bring criticism to Shen Qingyun, it is the biggest abnormality for him to suddenly write to her alone.
Not to mention, he even changed back to his previous name.
Yan Qing explained, “When my sister-in-law received the letter, she sent someone to ask the courier to confirm that the letter had just arrived from the border town and was not a long-standing backlog.
She felt something was amiss, so she told your grandfather about it, and he wrote a letter on her behalf to send his regards to Brother Liu.
A month later, Brother Liu wrote back saying that everything was fine recently and that he might return to Beijing soon to report for his post. Unexpectedly, I waited for three years and still didn't see him return to Beijing.
As an old friend of many years, he naturally felt strange seeing Xu Xiao's abnormal behavior.
But Shen Qingyun is the wife of the Yan family after all, and she needs to be cautious in her words and actions. In addition, her son has reached the age of marriage, so she can't just go to the border town without caring about anything.
In addition, Xu Xiao later wrote a letter to the two elders, and the matter was shelved.
If he hadn’t had an accident suddenly, Shen Qingyun wouldn’t have thought of this.
Thinking of what she asked Yan Qing to bring back this morning, Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "Mother, besides asking you to bring this letter to me, did my aunt say anything else?"
Yan Qing shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law probably can't accept the news of Brother Xu's sudden death. After all, he was only forty years old at most, in the prime of his life."
She paused, lowered her voice and asked, "Xier, did Brother Xu really die of an acute illness?"
Song Yanxi's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "To be honest with you, mother, I also feel that Uncle Xu's death is very strange.
When the prince and I left the border town, he was still in good health and didn't look ill at all."
She lowered her eyes, blaming herself, "If I had been more careful before leaving the city and taken Uncle Xu's pulse, perhaps I could have prevented this accident."
Yan Qing frowned upon hearing this, "How can this be blamed on you?"
She sighed softly and said with emotion: "The world is unpredictable. No one knows what will happen tomorrow."
Thinking about what Shen Qingyun was concerned about, she thought for a moment and said, “Although what happened three years ago is a long time ago, as long as you are patient and investigate, you will always be able to find out some inside information.
Xier, you promised your mother that if you find out anything, you will tell me the truth."
Yan Qing's eyes darkened, and a chill appeared on his usually gentle face. "If there really is someone behind this, we must not let him go."
"good."
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Wen Qi took the beauty's hand, put on a jade bracelet, and said with a sigh, "It is said that beautiful jade nourishes people, and the women of your An country are indeed more charming and graceful.
Look at this little hand, it's even whiter than this mutton-fat jade."
The beauty smiled shyly, lowered her head and said, "Your Highness, I am too kind to praise you. I am just a willow, not worthy of the title of beauty."
"Really?" Wen Qi chuckled, stretched out two fingers and gently lifted her chin, and asked, "How does your appearance compare to that princess?"
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