In the dim light, Chu Lingxuan saw that Chen Afu's eyes were still open and said, "Go to sleep quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow."
His voice was hoarse and he was still trying hard to restrain himself.
Chen Ahfu hummed and closed his eyes. Jin Yanzi's voice came into his mind again, "I didn't expect that stinky Dabao is actually a prince. Mommy is so lucky to have picked up two treasures at once, one is Jinbao and the other is Dabao. No wonder you are called Ahfu. From now on, I'll just call you Fu Ma..."
He kept on talking and talking, and even woke up Chen Afu from falling asleep.
Chen Afu thought, Jinbao is really a treasure, then Dabao...maybe he is a treasure, or maybe he is a big trouble.
The next day, both of them were sleeping soundly, and Xia Yue called out from outside, "Uncle, Grandma, it's almost dawn."
The two opened their eyes and sat up. Chu Lingxuan said, "Come in."
Xia Yue and Yu Zhuo came in and helped them dress and wash.
Just as I was packing, I heard the maid outside come in and announce, "Madame Su is here."
Chu Lingxuan stood up and smiled when he heard it, "You're welcome."
Madam Su, who could be treated so politely by Chu Lingxuan, must be the personal nanny brought out by Madam Chu San from the palace. She not only takes care of Madam Chu San's life nearby, but also manages many affairs. Last time Madam Chu San went to Tangyuan without her, she left her in the housekeeper's house. Apart from Madam Chu San, only she can calm Madam Chu Er.
She must have come to collect Yuanpa.
After hearing this, Chen Afu quickly stood up.
Nanny Su walked in with a big smile on her face. She was in her forties, very respectable, wearing a ginger-colored brocade jacket, a jade-inlaid red gold hairpin, and her makeup was also exquisite.
As soon as she came in, she bowed to Chu Lingxuan and Chen Afu and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Young Master, and Grandma."
Chu Lingxuan and Chen Afu both smiled and asked her to sit down. The maid served her tea, and Xia Yue gave her two purses.
Nanny Su thanked her and took another sip of tea. She was led by Yuzhu to the bedside and took out the Yuan handkerchief from under the pillow. She looked at it, smiled, folded it, and put it into the brocade box in her hand.
He turned around and congratulated Chu Lingxuan and Chen Afu again before leaving.
After seeing off Nanny Su, Chu Lingxuan and Chen Afu ate in casual clothes and then started to clean up.
Today, Chen Ahfu had to dress formally for the family reunion. Because she was not from a high family, she had to dress more respectably for her first appearance in front of the Chu family. It didn't have to be luxurious, but it had to be respectable.
A long jacket made of bright red jacquard brocade, with a row of ten black double-flying-swallow buttons on the front, and a skirt embroidered with lotus flowers. It was festive and gorgeous, and it just outlined her waist and made her skin look whiter than snow. Before she got married, the clothes were fumigated with green leaf agarwood, and the faint agarwood fragrance seemed to be there and not there.
Hong Feilai combed her hair into a cloud-like bun, and she wore a red gold hairpin with five phoenix beads and pearl earrings. On her wrist she wore a jade bracelet given by Abbot Liaochen.
Xia Yuelai put on her makeup. She knew Chen Ahfu's preferences. She wanted her eyebrows to be lighter, her cheeks to be rosy red, and her lip rouge to be mixed with some balsam...
When Chen Afu appeared in the east room, Chu Lingxuan, who was sitting there waiting for her, looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said, "Well, very good, very good."
After leaving the upper room, I saw that the yard was very large. There were two gardenia trees planted under the windows of the main room, and a few bougainvilleas planted in front of the wing rooms. They had not bloomed yet, and only the winter jasmine in the pots were fluttering in the wind. There were a few rockeries in the middle of the yard, surrounded by a circle of green ponds with koi fish in them. I heard that they would also raise a few water lilies when the weather was hot. There was an osmanthus tree on the left side of the gate, and a few green bamboos on the other side. When the wind blew, they rustled.
This courtyard is called Zhuxuan, where Chu Lingxuan lived when he was a child. Before that, the whole courtyard was planted with bamboos. It was only before he got married that he renovated the place and it became what it is now.
Chu Lingxuan smiled and said, "It used to be called Zhuxuan. If Ahfu doesn't like this name, then change it."
Chen Ahfu really didn't like this name, it sounded like a young master's study, without the warmth of home. However, she thought that she wouldn't live here for long, so she just called it this for now.
After leaving the courtyard, turn left through a flower path, walk through a corridor, and you will arrive at Anrong Hall where Mr. Chu San and Mrs. Chu San are temporarily staying. This was originally the main courtyard where Mr. Chu Hou and Abbot Liaochen lived. In order to allow Mrs. Chu San to smoothly take over the housekeeping power from Mrs. Chu Er, the old marquis let them live here. They knew their identities and knew that they would not live here for long, so they lived in the back room and left the rest intact.
Because the old marquis lives in the outer courtyard, he will recognize his relatives here today.
After entering the hanging flower gate and walking along the corridor, we arrived at the back room of the fifth courtyard. Anrong Hall was even bigger, with green grass, red flowers, beautiful trees and bamboos, and the whole yard was filled with the chirping of birds...
Entering the main room, there were all red sandalwood furniture, the floor was covered with Western cashmere carpets, and a deep scent of agarwood floated in the air. Everyone was there, and the room was full of pearls and jade, but the atmosphere was rather dull, and only the laughter of Mrs. Chu San and Chu Hua could be heard.
This time when they got married, no one from the Chu family's hometown of Huzhou came, and the Luo family from Shizhou Prefecture did not come either. Only the second and third branches, as well as Chu Hua's family, came. No one from the hometown came because they did not invite them, and the Luo family did not come because they were angry. After Lechen became a monk, the Luo family never visited the Yong'an Marquis again.
The old marquis sat on the left side of the eight-immortal table, and a man in his forties sat below him, and below him was Mr. Chu San, and below him were men or boys arranged in order of age. So, the person next to the old man must be Mr. Chu Er. Chen Ahfu didn't dare to look closely, but just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
Mrs. Chu Er sat in the first chair on the right, followed by Mrs. Chu San, Chu Hua, a daughter-in-law and two girls.
They stood in front of the old marquis, and the maid brought two cushions. They knelt on the cushions and kowtowed to the old man, saying, "Grandson (granddaughter-in-law) greets grandfather. May grandfather live a long and healthy life."
The old man took the tea presented by Chen Afu, took a sip, and said briefly, "Well, my granddaughter-in-law must serve her husband well in the future and have children soon." After that, the maid behind him handed over a red envelope.
Chen Afu agreed, "Yes." He stood up, took the red envelope handed to him by the maid, and handed it to Xia Yue behind him.
Next, it was time to pay respect to Master Chu Er. There was no need to kowtow, just bow your head.
Although Chen Afu had never met this Mr. Chu, he had already found out about his character.
It is said that he was very knowledgeable when he was young, and he passed the imperial examination before he became disabled. He was also good-looking, with white teeth and red lips, and he was handsome and elegant, and he won the hearts of many noble ladies. It was a pity that God prevented his talent, and he became disabled and lost an arm. After that, his temperament changed drastically, and his mood became unpredictable...
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