Lin Chun smiled and expressed his acceptance of the messy relationships between the elders.
In fact, the private relationships among the royal family members are much more complicated than this, but no one will put it on the surface.
Chang Huaijin lifted the curtain and took a look outside. It was drizzling and foggy. It was still early, but the sky had already darkened. He took out another candle from under the seat and illuminated the carriage a little brighter.
While on the road, he had to clarify the complicated relationships in his family.
Only in this way, he would not be restricted in dealing with Ah Huan.
Cangjian Villa.
Lin Chunhuan thought that this place would be very beautiful, for example, a paradise on earth, with winding paths and a bright and open view.
But when she really got there, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide.
The huge villa covers such a vast area that it almost splits a mountain in half, flattening half of the land, with huge buildings rising from the ground.
It is vaguely covered by clouds, making it difficult to see clearly, but one cannot help but yearn for it.
"That's the Hidden Sword Villa?"
Seeing the surprise in Lin Chunhuan's eyes, Chang Huaijin pursed his lips and chuckled, "Yes, there are several natural hot springs on the farm. You must be tired from the journey. Let mother take you to have a good soak and relieve your fatigue."
"Tsk tsk, no wonder father is so wary of your family, you're so rich!"
Lin Chunhuan was still in shock, his eyes barely enough to see anything. He turned around and looked around, but suddenly a warm feeling came to his ears. "So, Ah Huan, you have to keep a close eye on me for father."
"After all, this Cangjian Villa will be mine from now on."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are mine." Faced with Chang Huaijin's sudden ambiguity, Lin Chunhuan didn't blush at all, and even fought back.
Instead, he made the other person's ears turn red with laughter.
"The Young Master and Young Madam are back!"
Before the two entered, a servant had already loudly announced to the inside, and the tightly closed door was opened, making a creaking sound of wood rubbing against each other, which was heavy but not dull.
Lin Chunhuan had just been helped off the carriage when Madam Chang quickly walked to the door and took her other hand. "Why are you back so soon? Ah Huan, you're still pregnant, how could your body handle this?"
"It's no problem." Lin Chun smiled a little shyly.
Although she had never used the contents of the sachet, she did not experience the uncomfortable reactions that others said were expected during pregnancy.
The journey during this period not only did not make her feel uncomfortable, but her face seemed to have gained weight, and her whole body exuded a round and smooth luster, which showed that she was well taken care of.
Holding Madam Chang's hand, Lin Chunhuan blinked gently, "My husband kept telling me how beautiful the villa was along the way. I couldn't resist the temptation and asked everyone to walk faster."
"Seeing it today, it's truly extraordinary. I think mother must have put a lot of thought into it."
Lin Chunhuan's words were not entirely compliments. There were many signs of renovation in Cangjian Villa, and many places were not old. It was most likely the work of Mrs. Chang.
Mrs. Chang, who was straightforward, blushed and said, "It's not as good as you say. It's just a casual touch."
"Oh."
While Mrs. Chang was speaking, an inappropriate sneer came from not far away, and Mrs. Chang's face immediately became more embarrassed.
Only then did Lin Chunhuan notice that there was someone leaning against the gate.
Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Mrs. Chang's, but she looks a little younger. Although she has the same kind round face, the wrinkles at the corners of the woman's eyes make her look more mean.
Although he could tell that this person was Mrs. Chang's half-sister, Chang Huaijin's aunt, Lin Chunhuan still acted confused, looking away and asked, "Who is this?"
"Yes, you haven't seen it yet."
"This is my mother's sister, Huaijin's aunt. You should follow her..."
"That's enough." Before Mrs. Chang could finish her words, Aunt Jiang was already waving the handkerchief in her hand impatiently, "People are treating you well, and you really act like a mother-in-law."
Aunt Jiang raised her chin slightly, looking at people with her nose up, "I'm a princess, I've seen all kinds of good things. I'm just praising your villa to give your son face."
Lin Chunhuan did not refute Aunt Jiang's ridicule, nor did he defend Mrs. Chang.
Even on the way, Chang Huaijin had already explained the relationship between their family clearly, but men are often careless when it comes to the backyard.
Without seeing Mrs. Chang's attitude with her own eyes, she would not easily interfere.
Sure enough, Mrs. Chang, who was such a decisive person in public, rarely refuted Aunt Jiang's ridicule. She even raised her eyes and looked at Lin Chunhuan's face with some uneasiness.
Such a huge gap is really too different from the impetuous mother-in-law in Kyoto!
"My mother's sister, it seems this is Aunt Jiang."
Aunt Jiang is not married, so she still uses her mother's surname. It's funny to say that Aunt Jiang has been with Uncle Chang for so many years, but Uncle Chang couldn't even give her the status of a concubine.
She was living in the Chang family as Mrs. Chang's sister, but it was not a legitimate place to do so.
Aunt Jiang straightened her back now. She didn't respond, but slowly taught him a lesson, "Although you are a princess, if you marry Jin Ge'er, you will be the daughter-in-law of the Chang family."
"In this Cangjian Villa, it's best to put away those affectations you had when you were a princess. Our Chang family..."
"Our Chang family." Lin Chunhuan interrupted and turned to look at Mrs. Chang in surprise. "Is it Aunt Jiang who is in charge? I heard that Aunt Jiang is not married yet."
"Could it be that my father-in-law is thinking of taking a concubine?"
As soon as Lin Chunhuan said this, both Mrs. Chang and Aunt Jiang's faces turned pale and red.
Aunt Jiang was angry, while Madam Chang was embarrassed. She looked at Lin Chunhuan with a look of guilt, but she still gritted her teeth and tightened her grip on her hand, "Ah Huan."
"Your Aunt Jiang is a bit impatient, don't bother with her."
Lin Chunhuan: “???”
Although she was surprised, Lin Chunhuan didn't say anything. When she and Chang Huaijin were alone, she couldn't help but ask, "Does Aunt Jiang have any evidence against Mom? Did she see the murder?"
"You must be joking."
Chang Huaijin tapped Lin Chunhuan's forehead with a finger, smiled, and continued to pack the clothes she brought, sorting them by season and color, doing it with extreme care and attention. "What do you think the Jianghu is?"
"If my mother wanted to kill someone, she could just take him to the gate of the government office and kill him. As the county magistrate, would you dare to intervene?"
"Tsk." Lin Chunhuan stroked his chin. "You're really disrespecting our court by saying that!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
