Chapter 459: Stuffed Cake

Duan Gongyi held Chen Jia in his arms and said with a smile, "Sir Chen, since you have come to the Duke of Ying's mansion, why don't you go and greet the lady?"

Chen Jia felt a little weak.

He lost his father when he was young, his mother was weak, and he was bullied by his clan when he was young. He struggled hard when he grew up, but he had never been so scared as he was at this moment. He forced a smile and said, "Of course I have to go and greet my wife."

Duan Gongyi glanced at him with a smile and said, "Please follow me, Mr. Chen!"

Chen Jia followed Duan Gongyi nervously.

Jiang Yan, however, lowered his head and walked straight towards Bishuixuan.

She was so embarrassed and angry that she didn't know how to face Chen Jia.

If I hadn't been timid and in a dilemma, not daring to make a decision, and had no choice but to consult Jiang Lizhu, how could I have sat still? Chen Jia said that I was much more sensible than before... How could I deserve such a compliment from him?

If it weren't for Jiang Lizhu, I would have ruined his plans!

Jiang Lizhu is really good.

Not only beautiful, but also smart.

And he is very sincere to others.

Just like my own sister-in-law.

So my brother respects his sister-in-law very much.

The Wu family also values ​​Jiang Lizhu very much.

If I could be half as good as Jiang Lizhu, how could I have ended up like this?

Thinking of this, her tears couldn't stop falling.

She really wanted to be a likable woman, but she really didn't know how to be like her sister-in-law or Jiang Lizhu...

Jiang Yan locked himself in the inner room.

Yinghong was so frightened that her face turned pale. She hurriedly asked her trusted little maid to go and inform Dou Zhao, while she herself stood guard outside the door of the inner room.

In the main hall of Yizhi Hall, Dou Zhao invited Chen Jia to sit down with a smile, and told the maid to bring in some of the crystal pears and oranges that were presented in the palace a few days ago. He said to Chen Jia, "Although they are tributes, they may not be better than those outside. Just try them!"

Chen Jia had been running the British Mansion for more than a year, but had never been served a cup of tea.

Now, not only did we get a seat, but we were also treated to fruits and snacks.

Somehow, Chen Jia thought of the prisoners in the prison. Before execution, the prison guards would politely let them eat and drink enough before they were ready to go...

His vest was soaked with sweat.

Who knew that Dou Zhao didn't ask anything. He just talked about the weather in Kyoto and the vegetable prices these days, and then served tea.

Chen Jia went in trembling, and came out in a daze, but he became more and more frightened.

He wanted to give Jiang Yan a message to ask her to be careful, but he had no one to pass the message. He was also afraid that he would make things worse and make Jiang Yan's situation even more difficult. For a moment, he didn't know what to do and couldn't even remember how he got out of the Duke of England's mansion.

Dou Zhao sent Chen Jia away, and after carefully asking Duan Gongyi what Chen Jia and Jiang Yan had said, she nodded secretly. When Song Mo came back in the evening, she mentioned Chen Jia's matter.

Song Mo jumped up before Dou Zhao finished speaking: "He is just like a toad wanting to eat swan meat! How could he covet A Yan? Has he become a little ignorant of the world because I have been praising him these days? You should tell him as soon as possible and let him give up this idea!"

Dou Zhao knew this would happen.

Song Mo is like an elder brother and a father to Jiang Yan. Parents all over the world have a common problem: they think their children are the cutest, most obedient and best-behaved children in the world. Even if there are some shortcomings, it is just the influence of others.

She sat there quietly doing her needlework.

Song Mo sat down next to her awkwardly and said softly, "I'm not blaming you. I know you've always been strict in managing your family... I'm just mad at Chen Jia... I just don't know what to say!"

Dou Zhao thought for a moment and asked Song Mo, "Have you ever regretted marrying me?"

Song Mo stared and said, "Of course I have never regretted it!"

"But people outside think I'm not worthy of you." Dou Zhao said, "It can be seen that living together as a couple is like wearing shoes. Only you know whether it fits you or not. We don't need Sister Yan to add icing on the cake, nor do we need her to help us. Why do you care so much about the other party's family background?"

Song Mo knew it very well, but Chen Jia... was like a sharp knife in his heart. How could such a person be his brother-in-law?

Dou Zhao could understand Song Mo's feelings. She was not unable to accept Chen Jia at the beginning. So she did not force him. She smiled and fetched water to help Song Mo wash and change clothes.

Song Mo silently let Dou Zhao manipulate him.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly got up, used his elbow to wake Dou Zhao up, and said, "I've thought about it, and I still think this person is not good enough."

Dou Zhao was sleeping soundly. Hearing this, he yawned and said in a daze, "Your father still thinks I'm a shrew! You don't agree, but Sister Yan thinks it's good. What can you do?" After saying that, he turned over and went back to sleep.

Song Mo was startled and couldn't fall asleep anymore. He leaned over Dou Zhao's ear and shouted "Shou Gu": "Don't sleep, what's the matter with A Yan thinking that Chen Jia is good?" He woke Dou Zhao up.

Dou Zhao thought that he couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply put on his clothes, sat up, and told Song Mo the whole cause and effect.

Song Mo listened in silence for a long while.

Dou Zhao advised him: "You have to live your own life. Even if you don't like Chen Jia, Sister Yan feels comfortable with him, so let her be! She is very young, but she has suffered all the hardships that others have suffered in their lifetime. Don't force her." Then she told a story she had heard in her previous life, "... because he saw her once at a temple fair, he was amazed by her beauty and insisted on marrying her, regardless of the fact that she was from a small family. As a result, the girl didn't even know how to put her hands and feet, and she lived in fear. She died within two years. Our ancestors talked about "equal status" for a reason. Sister Yan grew up in the market. If you insist on her marrying into a wealthy family and becoming a clan wife, she must be able to handle it!"

Song Mo was silent for a while, then said, "You are talking about the nephew of Xuanning Marquis Guo Haiqing, right?"

"Huh!" Dou Zhao asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Song Mo smiled and said, "I was going to ask you how you knew that! Guo Haiqing's niece-in-law passed away less than two months ago."

Dou Zhao was a little absent-minded.

In her previous life, she had helped Madam Guo with funeral affairs; in this life, she and Madam Guo were always strangers.

She couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Song Mo hugged Dou Zhao and kissed her cheek, saying, "I'll hug you, you can sleep in my arms for a while!"

Dou Zhao took advantage of the situation and hugged Song Mo's waist.

The room was quiet, and the lamp wick burst into crackling sparks one after another.

Song Mo said in a deep voice: "Anyway, I don't think Chen Jia is suitable."

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing and said, "Let me make a bet with you. You pretend to punish Chen Jia. If Sister Yan comes to plead for Chen Jia right away, I will decide her marriage. If Sister Yan comes after a while, you will decide her marriage. What do you think?"

Song Mo was a little hesitant.

Dou Zhao smiled and said, "It can be seen that you also know in your heart that Sister Yan and Chen Jia are suitable for each other!"

"That's not true." Song Mo denied it and said, "Let's make a bet!"

Dou Zhao pursed his lips and smiled.

Song Mo turned his face away.

Dou Zhao laughed softly.

How awkward!

Although he had clearly agreed in his heart, his mouth was as tight as a clam, not revealing a single word.

She raised her head, turned Song Mo's face, and kissed his lips...

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When Dou Zhao woke up the next morning, he found that it was drizzling outside and the temperature in the house was a little colder than yesterday.

She told Ganlu, "Close all the windows." She also told the nurse, "Don't take Yuan'er out. Let him play in the room."

The nurse smiled and agreed, then carried the full Yuan'er to the living room to play.

Dou Zhao left the inner room.

Song Mo was sitting on the big kang by the window in the banquet room, while several maids were setting out breakfast.

Dou Zhao sat down next to Song Mo with a smile on his face.

Song Mo pretended not to see it and lowered his head to drink his porridge.

Dou Zhao smiled and called Gan Lu, who was directing a group of maids to prepare breakfast, aside, and whispered to her, "Go to Bishuixuan and tell them that the prince is furious and has sent people to arrest Master Chen."

Ganlu was shocked. Seeing that Dou Zhao had a smile on his face and didn't look angry, she didn't know what had happened for a moment. She quickly replied "yes" and hurried to Bishuixuan.

Dou Zhao sat down to have breakfast with Song Mo.

Before he had even finished eating his steamed bun, Jiang Yan had already come over in the rain following Ganlu.

As soon as she entered the room, she knelt in front of Song Mo, tears falling before she said a word: "Brother, this matter has nothing to do with Lord Chen, it's all my fault! I begged him, and he had to agree..."

Dou Zhao had calculated that Jiang Yan would come to plead for Chen Jia, but he didn't expect her to come so soon. He was even more afraid that she would tell him in one breath that she had asked Chen Jia to give Li Liang money. He hurriedly got off the kang to help her up, and said, "Why are you like this? Get up quickly and wipe your tears!" As he said that, he took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, interrupting Jiang Yan's words.

Jiang Yan took the handkerchief and wiped his tears.

Song Mo's chopsticks slammed onto the table with a "bang" and his face turned ashen.

Jiang Yan was so scared that he hid behind Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao comforted her, "Don't be afraid, let's go inside and talk." Then he whispered to Gan Lu, "Bring Yuan Ge'er here."

When Song Mo saw his son, all his anger disappeared.

Ganlu left immediately.

Dou Zhao and Jiang Yan went to the inner room.

While asking the maid to fetch water and help Jiang Yan wash up, she whispered, "There are so many maids and servants in the room, why did you come in and speak for Master Chen? If those maids and servants spread even a little bit, will you and Master Chen still be able to live as human beings? Things that didn't happen have become real!"

Jiang Yan was so frightened that he trembled, and pulled Dou Zhao's sleeve and said, "My dear sister-in-law, I was anxious and didn't care about it. Please don't worry about me..."

If she wasn't so concerned, why would she come running over just because of my casual words?

Dou Zhao said: "Don't say anything, I will make the decision for you."

Jiang Yan nodded continuously.

Yuan Ge'er's giggling could be heard outside.

Dou Zhao felt relieved, and after Jiang Yan finished washing up, she left the inner room with her.

Song Mo was holding Yuan Ge'er's feet with one hand and lifting him in the air.

Yuan Ge'er was dancing with joy.

Seeing Dou Zhao and Jiang Yan coming out, Song Mo said nothing and continued to tease Yuan Ge'er.

Jiang Yan smiled shyly.

Wuyi came in, saluted neatly, and said respectfully, "My Lord, it's time to go to court."

Song Mo said "hmm", handed the child to Dou Zhao, and went straight out of the main room.

Jiang Yan immediately pulled Dou Zhao's hand and said nervously, "Sister-in-law, brother won't really go to look for...his trouble, right?"

Who knows?

Even if Song Mo went to find trouble with Chen Jia, he would not harm Chen Jia's life, so the so-called trouble would not be called a trouble at all.

Dou Zhao thought about it and said with a smile: "Your brother knows how to do things, you don't have to worry."