In early autumn, the weather was already a bit cool, but at noon, the sun was still quite hot, and the coolness had long since melted away, so everyone had to find a cooler place to cool off.
At the Marquis of Changxing's residence, the old Marquis of Changxing and his wife were too lazy to go out. They stayed inside, drinking tea to cool off, while waiting for a few guests who were neither important nor insignificant.
At the back gate of the Marquis of Changxing's mansion, an old servant was leading four people in. The four men, dressed like country bumpkins, were completely out of place in this noble mansion, and their curious and excited gazes as they looked around were just like country bumpkins visiting the city.
After finally navigating the winding corridors and passing through courtyards of all sizes, they were brought to the residence of the Marquis of Changxing. By then, the four of them were dizzy and lightheaded, as if they were drunk.
"Da Yan, pinch me right now, am I dreaming?!"
The middle-aged man among the four couldn't believe his eyes. This Marquis's mansion was truly magnificent; he could brag about it for the rest of his life when he got back.
The middle-aged woman next to her rolled her eyes at her good-for-nothing husband. "Who knows if it'll be a blessing or a curse? Don't let him come in standing up and leave lying down!"
"Sigh, I won't be forced to leave horizontally. This trip is to reunite with my family. My father is the long-lost son of the old Marquis of Changxing. Sigh, but..."
Aside from the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who seemed quite relaxed, the other three of them were all listening intently to what was to come. But the voice suddenly stopped; the old servant who had gone in to report had returned and beckoned them inside.
The three of them were stunned by the juicy gossip, as if struck by lightning. Who? Who is the old Marquis's biological son?! No, who is the old Marquis's biological son?!
The old servant looked at them, who had been so excited just moments before, but now seemed to have suffered some terrible blow. He was puzzled, but said nothing. He urged the few people who were standing still to go inside quickly.
Chuanwen, unaware that her thoughts had been overheard, was also puzzled. What was wrong with her parents and brother? She nudged her mother's arm and asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Xu Yan quickly snapped out of her daze, chuckled, and said, "It's alright, let's go."
A month ago, they started being able to hear their daughter's thoughts. They didn't know why, but it seemed like they couldn't tell their daughter about it. Whenever they brought up the topic, the conversation would automatically go silent, and something bad would happen. So now they were used to hearing their daughter's thoughts and didn't think about telling her.
The group entered the living room, which was not large. Two elderly people sat at the head of the table. Although they were called elderly, they were only in their fifties or sixties. One had a white beard but was very energetic, and the other had a full head of silver hair but was also very healthy.
Both women were dressed in fine clothes and adorned with jade hairpins and gold ornaments, looking incredibly wealthy. The four people, except for the young girl, were stunned and momentarily forgot their earlier shock.
Then the girl's inner voice echoed again: "Are these my grandparents, whom I've never met, who died after just one meeting? Oh, no, even though Grandpa's dying tonight, Grandma lived to be ninety-nine."
shock!
Marquis Changxing and his wife looked down at the four people standing below in shock. After confirming that none of them had opened their mouths, they wondered where the voice was coming from.
Looking around, the maids and servants around him were still respectful, as if no one had heard the sound just now.
Not only Marquis Changxing and his wife heard Chuanwen's voice, but Chuanwen's parents and brother were also surprised. What's going on? They had just recognized each other as family and were already crying their eyes out.
Unaware that his thoughts had been revealed, Chuanwen glanced furtively at the Marquis of Changxing and his wife, who were seated on the throne. A question arose in his mind again: "What's going on? Why aren't they saying anything?"
The voice came again, and this time Marquis Changxing and his wife pinpointed the source: the pretty girl among the four standing people, who, despite wearing coarse linen clothes, still had delicate features.
Marquis Changxing, being a man of the world, chose to remain still for the time being. He adjusted his expression and said with a smile, "Please sit down."
The four breathed a sigh of relief, but after sitting down, the other three felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. Before they came in, the letter said that he was the biological son of the Marquis of Changxing, but then, they heard that their cheap father was about to die, and their fate was definitely not good.
Everyone was eagerly anticipating Chuanwen to fill in the rest of the content, but Chuanwen became interested in the pastries and tea on the table. His eyes lingered on the exquisite pastries, and he thought to himself, "What a dilemma! These pastries look so much better than those from Tang's shop in town, but the host hasn't said anything yet. If I pick some up and eat them, will people say I'm a country bumpkin with no manners?"
Marquis Changxing's gaze fell on the pastries. Were they tasty? They were all ordinary pastries, too sweet and greasy for him to eat. However, seeing the four people's clothes reminded him that they lived in the countryside and had to struggle to make ends meet. They must have never eaten these pastries before. His gaze became much more friendly, and he asked, "Have you had lunch? If you are hungry, have some pastries and tea first. I will have the servants prepare some more food for you later."
"Thank you, Lord and Lady Marquis!"
Chuanwen picked up a petal-shaped pastry with a sweet smile, her eyes shining, and she was filled with admiration.
Wealthy families in ancient times were so particular about what they made; they wanted it to taste good and look beautiful too. They were so lucky!
Marquis Changxing stroked his beard and smiled even more warmly, seemingly forgetting all about the news he had just heard that he would die tonight. His grandchildren were always very proper and uninteresting when they came to visit him, but this girl in front of him was quite interesting. She appeared serious on the surface, but had so many thoughts running through her mind.
This made him think of his grandchildren, whom he raised. Were they just pretending to be well-behaved on the surface, but actually had a rich inner world? He even wondered what they were really thinking when they came to visit him.
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