Chapter 171 Blood connection, half connected
Chu Lin talked with Chu Zhen for another half an hour before leaving, and her face looked very bad when she left.
Chu Zhen came out and stopped the maid and asked, "What time is it?"
The maid said, "It's almost evening."
"Is your Fourth Master coming back soon?"
"yes."
"It's time for me to go." Chu Zhen walked out and called her maid to support her.
She walked out and no one stopped her along the way. She walked out of the second door and met Chu Lin's husband Pei Yuanwei halfway.
Chu Zhen paused, raised her sleeve, turned sideways, and called out, "Brother-in-law."
"Why are you here, sister?" Pei Yuanwei also stopped.
Chu Zhen looked tired, her sleeves slipped back, revealing her bruised and swollen hands, which were still trembling.
She said, "I missed my sister a little, so I came to see her."
Pei Yuanwei asked: "What's wrong with your hand?"
Chu Zhen sighed, "It's not a big deal if it's an accidental injury."
Pei Yuanwei waved his hand and asked the maid to find a doctor: "Apply the medicine first."
…
evening.
The maid came to invite Cheng Nianying to have dinner, and Cheng Nianying led the way to Songfeng Hall, where almost all the members of the Pei family had gathered together.
The eldest lady led her to recognize everyone in several rooms.
The young boys and girls couldn't help but look at her curiously.
Cheng Nianying was also looking at them.
"This is the Fourth Master."
This was Chu Lin's husband. He was tall and slender, with a cold and solitary demeanor. Although he was middle-aged, he still looked handsome.
He had no doubts or curiosity about Cheng Nianying, and just nodded slightly to her.
Cheng Nianying originally thought that if Chu Lin was her mother, then the Fourth Master of the Pei family should be her father.
But now I know that is not the case.
The thought flashed through her mind—should I just leave? Where would I go next? She lost all hope of a quiet life.
"These are my nephews from the fourth room."
The eldest lady continued.
Cheng Nianying suppressed her thoughts and looked in the direction he was told.
Chu Lin had three sons. The eldest one looked curious, the second one looked calm, and the third one looked very much like Mr. Pei Si, but even more lonely and aloof. He lowered his head and didn't even look at her.
Cheng Nianying no longer had the expectations she had before coming here.
They were connected to her by blood, but only half.
"Miss Jiang, please take a seat." The eldest lady held her wrist affectionately.
But then Chu Lin said, "Sit here with me."
The eldest lady smiled and said, "Okay."
Cheng Nianying felt a little uncomfortable when she was pulled over to sit down, and Chu Lin's soft hands pressed on her shoulders.
The men of the Pei family sat alone at another table, which avoided any discomfort and showed their respect for Cheng Nianying.
The banquet started soon, but Chu Zhen was not seen at the table. It was not known whether she had left or she was not invited to dine with them.
The maids began to serve the dishes. Cheng Nianying was already used to this kind of scene. The scene at the Prince's Mansion was even more exaggerated, so she didn't show any surprise at all.
At this time, someone picked up a piece of braised duck with chopsticks and put it into her bowl. The wrist that was stretched out was wearing a pair of jingle bracelets, which were shaking and looked so fragile that it seemed that the wrist could not be grasped.
Cheng Nianying looked up.
...It’s Chu Lin.
"Try it." Chu Lin paused, then said, "I made it myself."
That's really strange.
Compared to the time when Chu Zhen hugged her and spoke to her intimately.
Such a plain sentence made Cheng Nianying's nose feel uncontrollably sore.
She pinched her fingertips desperately and responded, "Hmm."
The eldest son of the Pei family's fourth branch turned his head and smiled proudly, "That's right, mother cooks this dish very well. In the past, I always had to beg for it desperately to get it once."
Cheng Nianying chewed the dish back and forth between her teeth.
Just ask and you will get it.
The eldest son's words received no response, so he said dryly: "This Miss Jiang is very quiet, just like my third brother."
"Don't talk while eating." The second young master patted the back of his hand.
He just stopped talking.
The meal was quickly finished. Chu Lin would pick up some dishes for her from time to time and tell her what was delicious. She hoped that there would be better dishes to try in the spring.
By spring, she won't be here anymore.
Cheng Nianying thought silently.
"Miss Jiang, you can stay for a while longer. In spring, the river will be clear and it will be very lively, and there will be many fancy things on the streets." The eldest lady said as she sent her back to the yard.
The fourth room fell behind.
Cheng Nianying heard the two older ones asking their younger brother how he was doing in school today, their voices chattering.
This is what home looks like.
Cheng Nianying said: "No, I will leave in just a few days."
The eldest lady was surprised: "It's not easy to come here from Yuzhou, why did you leave after only a few days?"
"I just came to see if the Fourth Madam is doing well."
"this……"
Chu Lin suddenly paused behind, and the dim candlelight in the night obscured her expression.
Before they knew it, everyone had returned to their houses.
The eldest son was very curious and wanted to ask his mother, "Who is this Miss Jiang? How come she is related to our fourth branch?"
Chu Lin thought for a moment and said, "After all, we are related in some way, so just call me sister."
"Oh." The eldest son was sent out.
The night grows darker.
Chu Lin and his wife also washed up and went to bed, but Chu Lin tossed and turned.
Pei Yuanwei asked her, "What's wrong?"
Chu Lin hesitated and said, "I...I want to adopt Miss Jiang as my adopted daughter..."
Before she could come up with more reasons, Pei Yuanwei said softly, "Okay."
Chu Lin lay there on her side, and suddenly had nothing to say.
*
Imperial Capital.
Fu Yi's injury was healing slowly, so he asked the emperor for leave again.
The emperor looked helpless: "Where do you want to go to relax again?"
"Just walk around."
The emperor frowned. "Really?"
Don’t worry about who you’re dragging into this.
"Really?" Fu Yi said this, and then said, "It is not appropriate for me to get involved in the affairs of the Cen family anymore."
"You have the courage to set up a trap, why are you scared now?" The emperor snorted.
"I've made too many enemies, and I don't even have any offspring. If I were to be assassinated right now, I wouldn't understand why in the afterlife."
The emperor was amused and said, "Okay, go ahead. It's good to stay out of the spotlight."
It’s not really for Fu Yi’s good.
But as for the Cen family's affairs, the Yin family has already taken over, so why should Fu Yi take some credit from it?
Rewarding him is also a hassle.
"You still have to marry another wife." The emperor suddenly said after watching him walk out.
Fu Yi found it funny.
Who will be given the gift this time?
Come on, he kills the whole family of the other person?
I’m afraid Yu Jing will soon say that he is unlucky in marriage.
He turned around and bowed, saying, "I will go out and see you right away."
The emperor shook his head and asked, "Whose girl is waiting on the street for you, Prince Danshuo, to see her?"
"Maybe."
…
After returning to the Prince's Mansion, Fu Yi immediately asked Wu Xun to pack his bags.
"Master, are you going out again?" Wu Xun felt tired for him.
"Um."
Fu Yi suddenly remembered something.
"Where is the raccoon we kept in the mansion?"
Wu Xun opened his mouth and said, "I don't know."
"Lead the way, I'll go take a look."
Wu Xun was confused. Why did his master suddenly want to look at this thing?
Although he was confused, he quickly responded and led the way.
When we arrived at the small yard where the cat was previously kept, it was clean and there was no trace of the cat's nest.
Fu Yi turned and stared at the maid who was sweeping the floor: "Where's the cat?"
The maid stammered, "After the princess fell ill and passed away... she was taken home by a maid to be raised."
"Bring it back." The gentle look on Fu Yi's face disappeared completely.
"Who allowed you to move?"
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