Chapter 103

Zhan Yue's tone was extremely gentle and his manner of speaking was very understated, but Zhan Shaoying felt her body shudder and goosebumps instantly spread from the soles of her feet to her entire body.

His face was pale and he looked a little embarrassed.

As if he felt that he shouldn't be so helpless and show weakness in front of Zhan Yue, Zhan Shaoying took a deep breath and suddenly jumped up from the chair.

He looks a bit like a ridiculous clown.

Compared with Zhan Yue's tall stature, Zhan Shaoying's stature looked very thin. He was a few inches shorter than Zhan Yue, and even if he raised his head, he couldn't look at Zhan Yue at eye level. His pupils could only see the tip of Zhan Yue's handsome nose.

Zhan Shaoying tried his best to hold his breath. After a few breaths, he spoke with bloodshot eyes: "Grandma always told us when she was alive that 'a harmonious family brings prosperity'. Now she has only been gone for two days, and her body is still warm. Fourth uncle has already started to threaten us like this."

At this point, Zhan Shaoying seemed to have finally regained his confidence, and he straightened his back unconsciously. He said coldly, "Aren't you afraid that your grandmother will not be able to rest in peace?"

When Zhan Shaoying mentioned Old Lady Wen, Zhan Yue's expression became even colder and more distant.

Different from his indifference just now, his temperament now carried a rare bit of cruelty, like a wolf that had escaped from a cage and was no longer under anyone's control.

Zhan Yue's eyes were like those of a hawk, the corners of his mouth curled up coldly, and he said slowly: "Your mother taught you very well."

Zhan Shaoying was stunned, probably not understanding why he suddenly mentioned Zhang.

Zhan Yue stroked his sleeves and quickly continued, "She taught you how to write the word stupidity clearly on your face."

Zhan Shaoying didn't know that most of the time, Zhan Yue didn't confront Zhang, not because he couldn't argue with her, but because he was doing so for the sake of Old Madam Wen and didn't want to cause trouble.

Hearing his mother being insulted, Zhan Shaoying's eyelids jumped and he said sharply, "Fourth Uncle, be careful with your words!"

Zhan Yue ignored him and said, "Since you mentioned my grandmother to me, and mentioned 'A harmonious family brings prosperity'."

"Then," Zhan Yue paused for a moment, stared at him closely, and asked expressionlessly, "Do you dare to swear in front of your grandmother's coffin that you have never had the slightest desire for your fourth uncle's woman?"

"If you dare to swear, I will kneel down and apologize to you. What if you don't dare?" Zhan Yue's voice was low and cold. He looked down at Zhan Shaoying and said, "How about I send you down to see the grandmother in person and let you apologize to her."

Zhan Yue said in a cold tone: "How is it?"

He didn't expect Zhan Yue to be so shameless as to directly point out his feelings for Jiashan.

Zhan Shaoying looked as if he was choked by a live fish for a moment, with the huge fish bone stuck in his throat.

His face turned pale, and all the hair on his body stood up, as if he was going to faint any moment.

Zhan Shaoying's breathing was weak, and he opened his mouth and stammered: "I...I..."

Zhan Yue still didn't let him go, and said coldly: "What? You have the courage to mention my grandmother, but you don't have the courage to say 'yes'?"

Zhan Shaoying clenched his fists as hard as he could. He wanted to say, "I didn't."

But people at that time attached so much importance to the oath, what would he do if he really kept his oath? Zhan Shaoying soon broke out in a sweat on his forehead.

After a moment, he finally turned his head away in shame and dared not say another word.

Seeing Zhan Shaoying's weak reaction, Zhan Yue raised his lips in disdain and sarcasm. He tightened his collar and said lightly: "I thought your wings were so strong, but it's just like this."

"Today, for the sake of our ancestors, I will let you go."

"But you'd better remember what I said," said Zhan Yue.

Zhan Shaoying's lips trembled hesitantly, but he said nothing.

Zhan Yue glanced at him again and said slowly, "If you still have any conscience, think about your grandmother before you have any greedy thoughts next time."

"Your wife is also a sensible person," Zhan Yue said calmly, "Don't be ungrateful."

After saying this, Zhan Yue strode away.

Zhan Shaoying was left standing there alone, his face ferocious and distorted, like the sharp-fanged "Nian" in ancient myths and legends.

When Zhan Yue returned to the room, Jia Shan was already asleep on the bed.

Under the red quilt, her round belly was slightly bulging. I don’t know what she was dreaming about, but the smile on her lips was peaceful and gentle.

When people look at it, they feel at ease.

Zhan Yue didn't want to disturb her and was just prepared to spend the night lying on the chair with his clothes on. But when he saw Jiashan like this, he felt itchy and couldn't bear it.

He took off his coat and socks, and climbed onto the bed slowly and gently. Zhan Yue carefully lifted the quilt, buried his face in her hair, and tilted his head to suck on her earlobe.

Jiashan was also very sleepy. He was sleeping soundly at this moment and had not woken up yet. He just let out a small moan from his throat.

Zhan Yue smiled unconsciously, afraid of disturbing her sweet dream, so he dared not do anything rash. After half-hugging Jia Shan gently, he closed his eyes contentedly.

The two of them lay on the bed, leaning against each other, like a pair of loving lovers.

Aristocratic families have always been intertwined. For example, the Anguo Mansion has relatives all over the capital.

It is said that Lady Wen had a very high status and prestige, and she died of a ripe old age and at a happy age, so many people came to the Duke of Anguo's Mansion to pay their respects in the past few days.

After the death of Lady Wen, Zhang became the real mistress of the mansion. She was busy in the mourning hall every day, acting like a mistress.

Because Jiashan and Zhan Yue had not returned to the princess's mansion in the past few days, Song also heard about the death of Old Lady Wen.

The Song family herself did not have a good impression of the entire Anguo Duke's palace, but since Fu Shiyu married into the Jin family, Mrs. Wen had indeed helped the Fu family a lot, both covertly and overtly. In addition, she had raised Zhan Yue.

Song thought that one should not lose one's conscience, and she had to go and see the old lady to show her gratitude.

The day she arrived was the morning before the funeral of Lady Wen. Jiashan had been up all night and was very tired, so she was taking a nap in the yard.

Therefore, Mrs. Song did not ask anyone to wake her up and went to the mourning hall alone.

The mourning hall of the Duke of Anguo's mansion was bustling every day. Coincidentally, Mrs. Pei and her daughter-in-law Gu Junyi were also there on this day. Since Jiashan married into the Duke of Anguo's mansion, the Pei family and the Duke of Anguo's family were inseparably related.

Mrs. Pei has always been a good person, so she brought Gu Junyi with her to pay her respects.

When Song saw them, she was about to say hello, but Qi at the door had already asked Fuhua to hand her two bundles of incense sticks.

Since they had arrived at the Anguo Mansion, the most important thing was naturally to pay homage to Old Lady Wen. Song nodded to Madam Pei from a distance, took the incense sticks, and bowed on her knees.

When Qi was born, the Yongding Marquis's Mansion had already fallen into decline, so Qi really didn't know Song. She was also afraid that it was some noble person she had never met who came to visit and she was afraid that she would be impolite.

After thinking for a moment, Qi walked over leisurely and asked softly, "What's your name, Madam?"

Seeing that she was quite polite, Mrs. Song also replied in a gentle voice, "Mrs. Fu Song."

As soon as she heard the word "Fu", Qi knew who the gentle lady in front of her was. She did not lose her composure and just smiled and said, "Hello, Madam Fu."

It is not advisable to hit a smiling person. Since Qi was so polite, Song should not be rude to her. Although she did not know the relationship between Qi and the Duke of Anguo's Mansion, Song still chatted with her politely.

Everything was peaceful.

On this side, Zhang had just started talking to the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo and was about to introduce her own daughter-in-law to her, but when she turned around, she saw that Fu Xiao's wife had arrived in broad daylight!

And her innocent daughter-in-law was chatting calmly with Song!

Zhang was immediately furious.

In the past few days, Mother Sheng, under the pretext of following Old Lady Wen's last wishes, blatantly gave many of Old Lady Wen's private possessions in her room to Zhan Yue, including several houses and fields.

Oh, it’s obvious that her family is the eldest grandson in the legitimate line, and it’s obvious that her husband has been made the crown prince, so why does that old man always think of Zhan Yue first in everything?

He was just a disgraceful concubine who gave birth to a son, but he became a princess, a second-rank official, and a minister of Conglong. He is already so powerful, what else does Old Mrs. Wen need to help him with?

How evil is that old man? He still can't rest in peace even after his death!

Zhang was already getting angry about this troublesome matter, and when she saw Song, she became even more furious.

She suddenly left the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo, pulled Qi over, and stood opposite Song.

Zhang glanced at Song with an ambiguous look and said with a strange smile, "What a coincidence! Why did Madam Fu come to my house today?"

"Mrs. Fu is just a concubine of my Duke. We are not officially related to the Fu family," Zhang said, deliberately picking on Song's weaknesses. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Mrs. Fu would be asked to drive."

As expected, Song was so angry at Zhang's words that her face turned blue. She had also met Fu Shiyu before and knew that the woman was proud and that she had compromised only for the sake of the Fu family and Fu Xiao.

Now that Fu Shiyu has passed away, Zhang still has to control his identity.

Song felt as if someone was poking her in the back and scolding her. Her eyes were cold and she was about to open her mouth to fight back, but Gu Junyi beside Madam Pei got there first and said politely, "The Duke of Anguo broke his promise back then. Madam, do you think you are honored?"

Zhang was stunned and couldn't help but glance at Gu Junyi.

Gu Junyi has delicate skin, long eyelashes, dark eyebrows and watery eyes. She always speaks in a gentle manner and looks harmless at all.

Zhang then let down her guard, smiled, and said, "That's not the case."

"If there is no such thing, why do you want to maliciously hurt an old friend?" Gu Junyi said, "When the Yongding Marquisate was at its most glorious, there were hundreds of families seeking her daughter, but the Fu family never thought of canceling the contract."

"The Fu family suddenly fell into ruin, and the Anguo Mansion went back on its word," Gu Junyi said softly, "Madam, do you think that the Anguo Duke's actions are fair and just, and worth publicizing?"

Zhang had not expected that Gu Junyi's eloquence would be so eloquent. She let her enemy down for a moment, but now it is difficult for her to get back on track.

Gu Junyi was still talking nonstop. She said, "I heard that the old lady was good friends with Madam Fu Hou in the past. After Madam Fu married into your family, the old lady felt guilty and always protected Madam Fu in every way."

"I wonder what the old lady would think in her grave, hearing you talking about the past like this." As she spoke, Gu Junyi suddenly bowed solemnly to the tablet of the old lady and said softly, "Madam, please be kind and do good things for the old lady."

Although Gu Junyi did not say it explicitly, the label of "unfilial" had already been placed on Zhang's head, weighing heavily.

Among those who came to pay their respects today, there were many like the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo who had a long-standing friendship with Old Lady Wen, and there were also many who felt sorry for the Yongding Marquis' Mansion.

After hearing what Gu Junyi said, the way they looked at Zhang changed.

Zhang was not able to defeat the fox, but got herself into trouble. She opened her mouth, trying to save some face, but she felt that she was not as eloquent as Gu Junyi, so she quickly winked at Qi beside her.

Qi's eyes were blank, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Zhang became as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Fortunately, Yingchun walked in at this time, bowed and said, "Madam, the Fourth Prince has come to pay tribute to the old lady and is waiting outside the mourning hall."

Yingchun's words were like timely rain, relieving Zhang's urgent need. She didn't even listen carefully to who was coming, and hurriedly said, "Please come in!"