Su Qingyu was startled by his question, thinking about how to respond. Who was this man? He knew about the recent agreement between the two families so quickly.
But she couldn't say that she was attracted by the fact that Third Master Shen was a dead man.
People in high positions like him were always extremely perceptive. She didn't dare reveal any clues, fearing that it would cause trouble.
The servant from the Shen family hadn't left yet, so she had to calm the man in front of her first.
After a moment's thought, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, which were free of tears.
"I have admired the Third Master for a long time. Even if we cannot sleep in the same bed together in life, we must be buried together in death." Su Qingyu said this in an extremely lonely tone, looking heartbroken.
A simple word of admiration should be able to brush this matter off. After all, no one would chase a girl and ask about love matters.
After she finished speaking, she stared at the man's expression out of the corner of her eye.
The man behind the desk first frowned, then his expression twisted slightly, but soon returned to normal.
His bony fingers tapped subconsciously on the nanmu desk surface. On his wrist was a string of old sandalwood Buddhist beads that looked quite old.
"He's a very boring guy, and he's old. What's there to admire about him?"
Su Qingyu was stunned, but what did this have to do with her? A dead person didn't need to be interesting, let alone young.
But she said, "You don't understand. If he is really not a good person, why would so many people in the capital want to be the third wife of the Shen family?"
This is true. Third Master Shen's popularity in the capital even surpasses that of several princes.
As Su Qingyu spoke, she looked outside and saw that there was no one in the yard, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned around and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, sir. I'll take my leave."
Having said that, he pushed the door open and left.
After a while, the study door was pushed open again, and a man dressed as a servant walked in.
"Third Master, I've packed everything. We can leave now. But it'll take some time for you to leave the capital. For the next few days, shall we stay in the villa outside the capital?"
The man stood up and said, "Let's stay at Huguo Temple first. It's a good opportunity to visit Master Ci'en."
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In the evening, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren returned to the Su family in a carriage.
As soon as the carriage stopped at the second gate, the butler Su Zhong was already waiting.
Next to Su Zhong stood a beautiful woman, her cousin Gu Ruoyun, who was staying at the Su residence. She was the niece of Mrs. Su and the mother of Cheng Rujin.
Four years ago, because her husband's family got into trouble and her natal family had no one to rely on, the mother and daughter were taken into the mansion by the old lady.
Gu Ruoyun wore a jacket and skirt embroidered with Suzhou gold thread, and a full set of kingfisher feather headpiece. Even in her thirties, her skin was still as white as cream, her face was as rosy as a peach, and she had an approachable smile.
"Aunt, everything is ready at the ancestral hall, and the elders and relatives are here. They are just waiting for you to come back so that we can write the documents for succession." Gu Ruoyun said with a smile, holding the old lady's arm.
Su Qingyu stared at Gu Ruoyun intently. In her previous life, the cousin who she had always considered gentle and respectable was actually her father's mistress. Thinking of the scene of her murder a moment ago, a surge of hatred once again surfaced in her slightly lowered eyes.
Gu Ruoyun looked at Su Qingyu with a smile, "Is this child so happy that he's silly? From today onwards, your mother will have a legitimate son, and you will also have a legitimate brother to rely on."
Su Qingyu thought of the younger brother in her previous life who was registered under her mother's name, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Su Yuanche is five years old this year. He came to the palace four years ago. His biological mother was a concubine that Su Chengye took in when he was exiled to the south of the Yangtze River. Later, when Su Chengye was transferred to Xuanfu, the concubine died of complications during childbirth there.
The child she sent back wasn't raised by the mistress, nor was she given to a concubine. Instead, she asked Gu Ruoyun to help take care of him. Now that she thinks about it, it's clear that the mother didn't want to leave the child.
Su Qingyu tried hard to recall the time when the Cheng family had an accident. If Su Yuanche's birthday was correct, then this child was conceived by Gu Ruoyun when she was in the Cheng family.
Su Qingyu sneered in her heart. Adoption? That's wishful thinking.
I thought so in my heart, but I said: "Aunt is right, let's go now."
The warm sedan carried several people to the Su family ancestral hall, which was located in the northwest corner of the Su Mansion. After passing through a plum forest, the sedan landed in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.
Su Qingyu got out of the sedan chair and looked around. Great, all the elders and relatives were here.
In the middle of the crowd were father Su Chengye, mother Lin, and next to them was the wet nurse with five-year-old Su Yuanche.
The Su family didn't know about the Shen family's affairs yet. As soon as the old lady got out of the sedan chair, the elders and relatives came forward to greet her.
Cheng Ruijin followed the old lady cautiously with her head lowered.
Su Qingyu walked slowly to the entrance of the ancestral hall and could see the tablets of the Su family's ancestors enshrined inside. However, women were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall, so she stopped at the door.
She silently comforted her ancestors in her heart that the descendants of the Su family were not behaving like human beings, and she wanted to overthrow the Su family, so she informed her ancestors in advance.
Mrs. Lin felt that her daughter was acting strangely today, so she walked over to her and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Su Qingyu looked at her mother, tears streaming down her eyes, but a smile on her lips.
The next moment, she turned around and pulled Cheng Ruijin to her side, then stretched out her foot and kicked Cheng Ruijin directly in the leg.
Cheng Ruijin knelt firmly on the bluestone floor, facing the Su family's ancestral tablet.
Before anyone could react, Su Qingyu had already spoken.
"Cheng Rujin, I thought I treated you well, but you climbed into Mr. Shen's bed and ruined my marriage. What are your intentions?"
"You are the descendant of a criminal. The Su family is very kind to take you in. How could you be so shameless as to do such a despicable thing?"
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