Chapter 095

Jiashan was resting his head on Zhan Yue's arm. Since he couldn't see his facial expression, he naturally had no idea what he was thinking.

The scent of Zhan Yue lingered around her, like licorice, neither hurried nor slow, with a hint of strong and crispness.

Jiashan buried his head in his neck and whispered to him, "When you have time, come back to visit your grandmother."

Zhan Yue raised his eyebrows, as if he was puzzled as to why she suddenly mentioned Old Lady Wen.

Jiashan said sadly, "I don't know if this is the right way to put it, but Mammy is to me what your grandmother is to you."

"Maybe it offends you..."

Zhan Yue whispered, "No offense."

"Parental love never distinguishes between the noble and the humble." Zhan Yue looked at her gently, "I don't think grandma would mind either."

Jiashan's eyes met his and she saw the tenderness in his deep eyes, so she smiled too. She said, "When I was pregnant, my grandmother came to see me once."

"That day when you were not around, grandma talked to me for a long time." Jiashan lowered his head and his voice sounded a little hoarse. "She looked older and more haggard."

After all, Mrs. Wen is nearly 70 years old. At her age, any mistake can be fatal. And mistakes, for them, seem to be commonplace.

Zhan Yue was silent for a moment, then he said softly, "I go back home every three days to visit my grandmother."

He has always valued friendship and loyalty, and Wen Lao Madam had raised him. In the entire Anguo Mansion, perhaps only this Lao Madam was the one he was really worried about.

Unfortunately, if Jiashan's memory is correct, Wen Lao Taijun might...

Jiashan tried hard not to think about these things. She smiled and said, "Through Mammy, I finally understood everything. Life is not static. Because of me, Yuankang was able to regain his sight, and because of Yuankang's recovery, Mammy died innocently."

"One gain and one loss, fate has always been fair." Jiashan paused for a moment, she smiled and said, "It has also always been ruthless."

It turns out that not everything will go according to plan after she is reborn, just as Madam Zheng said.

Don't pull it back once it's started, if you pull it back the whole body will be affected.

What else could be so different?

There was a hint of confusion on Jiashan's face.

Zhan Yue teased, "Princess, are you going to tell me about my theory? Are you going to tell me that beauty, ugliness, goodness, and evil always coexist and depend on each other?"

He looked at her with a smile: "We are also dependent on each other. I wonder what the princess thinks about us, who is beautiful and who is ugly, who is good and who is evil."

Knowing that Zhan Yue was teasing him on purpose, Jia Shan glanced at him and replied seriously, "Your Excellency the Admiral's reputation is known all over the capital. Compared to you, I am obviously plain-looking."

"As for kindness," Jiashan leaned on one hand, pretending to be thinking, and said, "You can be fierce sometimes. It seems that I should be kinder."

Jiashan's first sentence was obviously a joke, so Zhan Yue naturally laughed it off. When she said the second sentence, Zhan Yue frowned, his expression changed slightly, and he turned his head to look at her subconsciously: "When have I ever been fierce?"

"Tonight." Jiashan answered almost without thinking, "When Dancui was bathing me just now, she said that today was the first time she had seen your majesty."

Jiashan was referring to the incident when Zhan Yue played a little trick on Dan Cui and the others when they returned home tonight. He didn't expect that Dan Cui, who seemed to be honest on weekdays, would actually complain.

Zhan Yue was immediately displeased, fearing that Jiashan would have a prejudice against him because of this, so he explained in a muffled voice: "I am afraid that if the news of Madam Zheng's suicide gets out, it will make people suspicious."

"I know." Jiashan certainly understood his good intentions. Seeing that Zhan Yue seemed to be really angry, he tried to coax him gently.

Zhan Yue's expression remained stiff.

Jiashan smiled flatteringly and said, "I'm so sorry that I always have to ask you to help me clean up."

It would have been better if she didn't say sorry, but as soon as she said sorry, Zhan Yue's face became even worse.

He looked indifferent and pulled the corner of his mouth: "What are you sorry for? You and I are husband and wife, do we have to be so polite?"

"Then let me put it another way."

Jiashan grabbed his neck, his eyes smiling into two crescents: "It should be——"

Jiashan deliberately paused for a moment, she put her face against Zhan Yue's ear, their foreheads touched each other in an instant, their breaths entangled.

Jiashan looked at him, blushing and saying, "I am so happy to see you."

"My dear husband."

She blinked and uttered another sentence through her red lips.

Against the backdrop of the night, Zhan Yue saw the woman beside him, with a warm fragrance and a beautiful face. Her warm breath almost brushed against his cheek.

The crow-like hair, the bright eyes, every move, all rippled in Zhan Yue's heart. The girl's delicate skin was grasped in his hands.

He closed his eyes, exhausted all his tenderness, and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

As the weather gradually gets hotter, a few days ago, the gauze curtain at the head of the bed was changed from a thick one to a thin one as thin as a cicada's wing. At this moment, when the evening breeze blows, the gauze curtain slowly flutters with the wind.

It's like a girl moaning shyly.

The next morning, Su Yu officially left the Princess's Mansion to marry. Although the sedan chair would not go through the main gate, being able to leave the Princess's Mansion was already a sign of honor from Jiashan.

Jiashan also took out one thousand taels of silver and a piece of land from her dowry to give to Suyu as a dowry. Not only that, she also invited Madam Pei to officiate their wedding.

Jiashan was like this not only because of Su Yu, but also because of Liu Qi.

Liu Qi is called Zhan Yue's follower, but in fact he is his brother, and the relationship between them is closer than that between her and Su Yu. Jia Shan knows that Zhan Yue has rewarded Liu Qi with a private house to live in, so Jia Shan naturally cannot be stingy.

However, the Princess's Mansion was in mourning due to the death of Nanny Zheng, and there was not much noise when Su Yu got married.

After talking with Nanny Zheng yesterday, Jiashan had already thought about it.

Su Yu has devoted herself to him and his mother for so many years, and she has done her best to be loyal. She should have her own life to manage in the future. Moreover, although Madam Zheng said that the bowl of safflower had nothing to do with her, Jiashan would inevitably think of the past when he saw her again.

Therefore, when Su Yu went out to bid farewell to Jiashan.

Jiashan raised his eyes, gently shook her hand, and said with a smile: "You have always been a calm person, and you don't need me to nag you."

"I just wish you and your husband a harmonious and everlasting life together." Jiashan said softly.

Su Yu burst into tears for a moment, not knowing whether she was moved by Jiashan's words or because she recalled all the old things that happened when she was in the palace.

She knelt down and kowtowed to Jiashan: "Princess, I will never forget your kindness."

Jiashan motioned to the woman in green beside him to help her up: "The Liu family's sedan chair has arrived, hurry up and get in."

Su Yu was then helped by the matchmaker to get on the big red sedan chair.

The sedan chair quickly moved away, and Jiashan didn't know why, but he suddenly felt like crying.

In the past, the few people who followed the Queen Mother to Fengyang Pavilion—Hanzhu was caned to death by her own order, Madam Zheng committed suicide, and Suyu got married...

They all left her in different ways.

It also seemed to indicate that her girlhood in the palace was truly far away from her.

The sun was strong, the morning sun was like a precious mirror, and a light red halo gradually spread across the sky.

Jiashan stood at the gate of the mansion for a while before slowly leaving.

After Madam Pei finished her job as the hostess of the wedding, she found time to come to the princess's residence. Liu Qi and Su Yu each had their own circle of friends, and if Madam Pei stayed any longer in such an occasion, it would make the newlyweds and their parents uncomfortable.

When Mrs. Pei entered the house, Jiashan was talking to Song.

Song has been living in the princess's mansion with Ting'er these days, and she has gained a lot of weight. Whenever Zhan Yue is not around, she will come to Jiashan, and the two of them will chat about family matters together, which makes the days easier.

On this day, Song received a letter from Fu Xiao and told Jiashan about it.

Song's face was fair and pretty, and her exact age was hard to tell. She spoke in a gentle tone, "After all, your uncle is almost 40 years old, and this is his first time on the battlefield. His physical condition cannot be compared with Yanqing and the others."

Song's eyes were filled with worry. She sighed and said, "Recently, there have been more and more rumors about the border. People are talking about the war."

"If we really go to war with the Turks, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest in peace for a single day."

"I swore to wipe out the Huns without caring about my own life, and five thousand sables and brocades were lost in the barbarian dust. It's a pity that their bones are left by the Wuding River, they are still the people in my dreams." The first thing Jiashan thought of was the poem written by Chen Tao in the Tang Dynasty, and he couldn't help but recite it softly.

She said bitterly, "If Yanqing were to go to the battlefield someday, I would probably be as restless as my aunt."

Song smiled at Jiashan and said jokingly, "You two are newlyweds, and your aunt cannot compare her love for your children with yours."

Jiashan pretended to be shy and said softly, "I was comforting my aunt, why are you still making fun of me?"

Song looked at her with a smile, her eyes full of kindness.

In front of these elders, Jiashan never put on airs like a princess. Even though the Fu family is no longer what it used to be, Jiashan still treats Song and Fu Xiao with closeness and sincerity.

Song's eyes fell on Jiashan and she asked concernedly, "I've seen you eat a lot more happily recently. The baby is already four months old. Is the baby not making too much noise?"

Jiashan tilted his head to think for a moment, then answered honestly, "I don't think I can quite feel it yet."

After all, this is her first time being a mother, and she is still a novice.

Song smiled and said to her slowly, "There will probably be some movement soon, so be careful."

"I heard that Yanqing started moving in your belly when you were four months pregnant," Song smiled softly, took her hand and said, "My mother told me that the earlier the baby moves, the smarter it is. You can observe carefully."

"Is there such a saying?" Jiashan asked with his eyes wide open.

Song nodded: "Yes."

Jiashan quickly placed her hand on her lower abdomen, trying to recall whether there had been any slight movements in her stomach during these days that she had not noticed.

It was at this time that Mrs. Pei came into the yard with Mrs. Gu.

I had heard that Song and Fu Xiao's son had moved into the princess's mansion together, and that Song had come to Jiashan to help her with her pregnancy. But hearing about it was one thing, and seeing it was another.

Seeing that Song and Jiashan were talking and laughing happily, Mrs. Pei felt relieved.

She walked over and asked loudly, "What are you talking about? You look so happy."

When Jiashan heard her voice, he turned around and called out happily, "Aunt."

"Have you settled everything at the Liu Mansion?" Jiashan smiled at her.

Madam Pei looked at her with a smile and said softly, "With your order, who dares not to obey?"

"Of course it has been settled." Mrs. Pei said.

Her gaze slowly shifted to Song.

Song and Mrs. Pei had met once before when Jiashan and Zhan Yue got married, and they both remembered each other.

Since she noticed that Mrs. Pei was looking at her, Mrs. Song nodded to her generously. The two of them greeted each other, and Mrs. Gu, who was following behind Mrs. Pei, also bowed slightly to Mrs. Song.

Jiashan blinked his eyes, then he realized that his aunt had brought his cousin's new bride with her today.

Gu was wearing a sixteen-tattered horse-faced skirt, and had a slender figure. Her black hair was tied up in a bun, and she had a red jade hairpin in it.

Her skin was as smooth as jade, and her eyes were as bright as two stars. When she stood there without saying anything, Gu's eyes looked at her mistily, and she looked a little pitiful.

That day in the new house, Jiashan only thought that Gu was pretty, but he didn't realize that her big eyes were so lively and vivid.

Even as a woman, I couldn't help but feel pity for her.

I don’t know how Pei Yuantang usually copes with it?

Jiashan couldn't help but become extremely curious.