"Why didn't my son-in-law come?" Zhu looked behind Yurong and didn't see Wei Xuanning. She was a little disappointed. After all, today was his first visit back home.
Yurong smiled and said, "He was planning to come yesterday, but we went to the palace yesterday. He had to go to the government office today, so he couldn't come with me. But he will come to pick me up in the afternoon."
Despite Yurong's assurance, Zhu was still worried. The sun was shining brightly on the morning of her daughter's wedding, but it rained heavily when the sedan chair was sent out. Even Zhu, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, panicked and felt that she had touched a bad rut, so she was afraid that her daughter would be treated badly in the Wei family.
Many relatives of the Yang family, as well as Yurong's aunt, uncle, aunt, uncle and aunt, were almost all sitting together. They had originally envied Yurong for canceling the marriage proposal from the Zhang family and marrying into the better Wei family. However, they did not expect that the wedding day would be filled with dark clouds, which was so unlucky. Moreover, she did not return home with her husband. Everyone seemed to have noticed something.
But no one dared to ask, and no one would be so ignorant.
After lunch, Zhu pulled Yurong home to talk alone, "Rong Jie'er, you don't know how your mother has been living these days. Ever since the heavy rain that day, I have been restless all day long." What should she do if her daughter was driven back home?
Yurong soothed her, "Don't worry, your son-in-law is a good person. He is simply busy with official duties. He was originally going to accompany me back yesterday. He entered the palace yesterday and even said today that he would come to pay his respects to you in the evening."
In fact, Yurong was not sure whether he could remember it.
They seemed to be very close to each other and had done even the most intimate things, but they still did not open their hearts to each other.
When Zhu heard that Wei Xuanning was coming to pay his respects, she was delighted. "Then I'll let your aunt and the others stay for a while. They have to see my son-in-law before they leave. Child, no wonder people say that beautiful women have always had a short life. I'm really worried every day."
There is little beauty in this world, and even the beauty is like a blooming flower, which is fleeting.
Yurong understood the mother-in-law's desire to show off her son-in-law, but she said vaguely, "That depends on whether he is busy today. You know, he has been delayed for several days because of his wedding."
I thought Yurong had it all figured out, but she was still hanging in the balance. Zhu didn't want to embarrass her daughter, so she asked, "How did you cook your breakfast? After all, I've been learning it for more than a month, so you didn't embarrass yourself, did you?"
When Yurong was mentioned, she waved her hands: "It turns out that there is no such rule in their family. He just mentioned it casually. Now I don't have to cook for myself."
Zhu heaved a sigh of relief, "So how do you get along with their family?"
They were from a wealthy and powerful family, so Zhu was a little afraid. She was mainly afraid that her daughter would suffer. Wealthy families often tortured their daughters-in-law without bloodshed, which was usually not visible to outsiders. Zhu was afraid that her daughter would suffer but could not speak out.
Yurong nodded shyly: "He protects me very much, I am not suffering, don't worry."
Seeing her daughter showing her shyness, Zhu was very happy and couldn't help patting her on the shoulder. "That's good, that's good. I was always worried that you would suffer. It rained heavily on the day you got married. I was not at ease for a moment. Fortunately, aunt is fine."
Every mother hopes that her daughter can find a husband of her dreams and live a safe and harmonious life with her husband. Zhu is no exception.
Yurong knew how Zhu felt. As a mother, she was very anxious about her marriage, but even so, she had never mentioned it in front of her. She was probably the person in the world who wished the best for her.
Therefore, Yurong didn't want her to worry about her own affairs anymore. "You don't sleep much anyway, so don't worry about me. You have to believe that your daughter will be able to live well anywhere."
"But..." Zhu was still worried.
Yurong had no choice but to comfort them. Fortunately, there were many guests coming today and Zhu needed to take care of it, so she put these things aside temporarily. Yuzhi, Yulian and some nieces from her family also came. Yurong took out the gifts and distributed them to them one by one.
"These are for the sisters to play with."
The gift Yu Zhi got was a jade ornament, which she felt was very round in her hand. It was a small jade horse, and she happened to be born in the year of the horse, so this gift was very much to her liking.
She saw that Yurong's hair was now tied up, and she looked more charming than ever before.
In the past, Yurong had a pretty good relationship with them. Today, after giving them gifts and chatting for a while, Yulian said, "Sixth sister, I thought you all went back to visit your parents-in-law together yesterday. It's a good thing it was today, otherwise my grandmother was ill yesterday and I would have been away."
Yurong smiled and said, "I went to the palace yesterday to pay my respects to His Majesty and Concubine Wei, so I came back a day late."
Fortunately, Yulian was not good at making sarcastic remarks, so she also agreed with a smile. It was not until they left that someone said, "It turns out that the eldest son of the Wei family did not come today. It was the sixth lady who came back alone. I have never seen someone come back alone."
"Forget it, don't talk about it. There were lightning and thunder on her wedding day. Everyone said it was not a good sign."
Yuzhi held the jade horse and listened to them ridiculing Yurong behind her back. She couldn't help but think that someone as beautiful as Yurong didn't seem to be favored by God.
What should people do?
Yurong knew all these gossips by thinking about them. Even when she left the Wei family today, the first wife, Mrs. Zhou, showed a kind of sympathy.
Everyone felt sorry for her and also took pleasure in her misfortune.
But she has to hold on.
Don't count on others' mercy and sympathy. Just as my mother said, you still have to rely on yourself.
Zhu took advantage of the break and came in again, "Is your son-in-law sure he will come? Your aunt and the others were just asking."
"Maybe, maybe not. They haven't come yet. I'll go out and greet the guests. The relatives are here for my business. I can't let you handle it."
The dinner is about to begin, and Wei Xuanning hasn't arrived yet, so maybe he won't come.
Zhu also pretended to be calm and smiled heartily: "It's okay if he didn't come. It's a good thing that your son-in-law is busy. It's said that if you marry a man, you will get clothes and food. I don't even look down on your father who makes a living. Your son-in-law is the Shao Yin of Jingzhao. I don't know how many things he has to do."
Yurong sat among several cousins, mothers, and aunts today. Yurou even pulled her back and said, "The newcomer is the boss. You should sit here today."
Everyone knew that Yurong must be feeling bad, but no one was so tactless as to ask. Zhu had already reminded them that these people were of some status after all, and it was just a matter of exchanging a few glances and they would understand.
When Yurong went to the toilet, the third cousin at the table couldn't hold it in any longer, "This sixth niece is really pitiful. Sister-in-law Zhao is always so stubborn and irritating. She shouldn't really marry her daughter to a wealthy family. Look, which family has only the girl coming back? Otherwise, this person shouldn't be too ambitious, right?"
The third cousin always had a shrill voice. She thought her voice was small, but in fact even Yurong, who hadn't even walked out of the door yet, heard it. She raised her eyes and looked forward, and Zhu's tears came out.
Yurong suddenly felt very guilty.