"Grandma, don't think too much. The longer Miss Daiyu stays in the Prince's Mansion, the deeper their feelings will become." Yuanyang, a maid with an oval face and a pretty face, patiently advised. She was a senior maid serving Grandmother Jia and also a servant born into the Wang family in the mansion.
Hearing her words, Grandmother Jia's expression relaxed slightly. "Alright, alright."
"Grandma! Grandma!..." A commotion arose, filled with surprise and astonishment.
Lin Zhixiao, the head steward with a beard, dressed in a light-colored robe, trotted in. He had an honest face, but the old steward's eyes gleamed with a shrewdness that was clearly not as honest as his appearance suggested.
In fact, even an honest person can't become the glamorous head steward of a household.
Seeing Lin Zhixiao's expression, Grandmother Jia was somewhat surprised. Before she could speak, Lin Zhixiao had already opened his mouth with a smile.
"Greetings, Madam. I apologize for my rudeness. A distinguished guest has arrived at the gate, and the gatekeeper was in such a hurry that he reported to me first. That's why I rushed here to report to you."
Hearing that someone had arrived at the gate, Grandmother Jia knew that unless they were of noble status, the shrewd steward would not be so attentive. Thinking that no visiting cards had appeared recently, she also became curious about what kind of person Lin Zhixiao was that had led him to come directly to her.
Yuanyang stood behind the old lady, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Seeing that Grandmother Jia was interested, Lin Zhixiao said without hesitation, "Grandmother, the passerby at the door says he is the son-in-law of the Jia family, Lord Lin Ruhai from the capital. This servant does not recognize his identity and can only ask Grandmother to handle it."
"What? Which son-in-law?" Grandmother Jia's head buzzed. Which son-in-law could it be? In the entire Jia family, isn't it just the husband of her only daughter, Jia Min?
Thinking of her daughter who had left early, Grandmother Jia trembled, but was supported by the thoughtful Yuanyang.
Supported by Yuanyang, the old lady trembled and said with tears and joy in her eyes, "Quickly invite Mr. Lin in. Several years have passed in the blink of an eye. It's been a long time since I've seen him."
Seeing the excited old lady, Lin Zhixiao was overjoyed. Sure enough, the old lady would definitely notice such important news. This Lord Lin was also the young lady's husband, and the old lady valued the young lady more than anything. He no longer cared about money now that he had this status, but he still had to hold on to his position firmly. With the old lady's attention, no one could take his place.
Lin Zhixiao smiled as he hurried to the door to welcome his son-in-law into the mansion.
After Lin Zhixiao's figure disappeared, Grandmother Jia's longing for her daughter had subsided. Having lived most of her life, she pondered the purpose of this son-in-law who hadn't visited for so long. Perhaps he missed Daiyu? Even if not, she figured he and Daiyu were still quite close.
As she pondered this, Grandmother Jia was once again overcome with longing for her daughter, Jia Min.
The fact that a white-haired person had to bury their black-haired child, especially their most beloved youngest daughter, caused Grandmother Jia to feel quite downcast.
Yuanyang, who was standing to the side, wanted to comfort her but didn't know how. She was a "favorite" of Grandmother Jia and had been cultivated by her. Although she had heard that Grandmother Jia doted on the eldest daughter, she didn't really understand it. She had never even met the eldest daughter's husband. But since the youngest daughter, Daiyu, was so beautiful, she figured the eldest daughter and Lord Lin must be very good-looking too.
The mandarin ducks thought with curiosity in their eyes.
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At the entrance of the Jia mansion, Qingyin asked Ansheng to give a greeting first, while she waited in the carriage for the gatekeeper to announce her arrival.
The midday sun was blinding. Although the autumn sun was much colder, even a normal person couldn't withstand being exposed to the sun for several hours, let alone Lin Ruhai, who was already weak.
Qingyin sat inside the carriage, everything arranged perfectly. He sipped a cup of warm tea to quench his thirst. Fortunately, the messenger was quick. By the time he finished his tea, a middle-aged man in a blue robe with a smiling face had appeared beside the servant who had gone to deliver the message.
Judging from the servant's respectful attitude, it was clear that the middle-aged man was a minor leader in the Jia family.
Lin Zhixiao said respectfully, "Please come in, Mr. Lin. The old lady is already waiting in the front yard."
Although Lin Zixiao was not the master of the Jia family, he would not overlook the fact that this Lord Lin was a favorite of the current emperor. If it were really a matter of comparison, all the masters of the Jia family would be no match for the person in the carriage in front of him. Therefore, Lin Zixiao's tone was extremely respectful.
The voice was clear and bright, and it immediately carried into the carriage.
Hearing the voice, Qingyin nodded, signaling Chun'er to put the tea away, and then he prepared to enter the mansion.
The first to step out of the carriage was the tall and imposing An Sheng. With a dignified face and an expressionless demeanor, he jumped down, displaying a unique and natural air of composure.
Lin Zhixiao, who had been watching this side, was overjoyed. He thought the handsome man in front of him was the rumored son-in-law Lin. He ran over eagerly and said, "Oh, son-in-law, you are really handsome and extraordinary. This servant has rarely seen such a rare and precious person."
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An Sheng looked at the old man who was fawning over her and was speechless.
"Excuse me, my parents haven't come out yet."
"Alright, move aside right away, and... and sir?!" Lin Zhixiao skillfully moved aside, following his "son-in-law's" instructions. Although he hadn't yet understood the meaning of the words, his actions had already subconsciously taken the first step.
Adults too!!!
Doesn't that mean he mistook someone for someone else? Butler Lin, who had flattered the wrong person, had never been so embarrassed. He stiffly turned his head away.
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