Year-ago turmoil 3
It takes about two cups of tea to walk from the ancestral hall to Yan Xiju.
Unable to dissuade Chen Cong from insisting on carrying her back, Ling Wan had to settle for the next best thing and let Chen Cong squat down and climb onto his back.
The mother had just punished her daughter-in-law, and the son was so distressed that he wanted to give her a princess hug. This kind of provocative behavior in dramas about family and palace fighting is not a wise or good approach.
Although it was essentially the same as Master Shen carrying her on his back, Chen Yuanyuan comforted herself in her heart that it didn't matter, she didn't know when she would be able to walk back, so she would just assume that the provocation of being carried was not that great.
"Chen Cong." Behind him was the crane cloak scented with the sandalwood of Master Shen, and beneath him was the thin shoulders of Master Shen that emitted a trace of heat. Chen Yuanyuan's head was nestled in the hood of the cloak and she said sullenly, "The Ministry of Personnel has a lot of things to do at the end of the year. You don't have to rush back alone for my matter."
"Mother treats me very well, as do my eldest sister-in-law and my sixth brother's wife. Besides, I'm so obedient, sensible, and likable. You don't have to worry about me."
Master Shen laughed angrily in his ear, and Ling Wan hit him lightly.
"Although I may not understand as much as my mother and sister-in-law about some things at home, I'm not stupid. With my mother and sister-in-law looking after me, I can handle them all."
"What happened to the Second House today is my fault. If I hadn't been so careless, I wouldn't have allowed the people behind Aunt Ding to take advantage of the situation and bring such shame to the Second House."
Chen Cong lifted her up and weighed her, then said calmly, "Don't blame yourself. You don't have to worry about this anymore. I'll take care of it."
"You come?" Ling Wan suddenly grabbed Mr. Shen's collar, "But..."
Although the matter between Ding and her cousin is no longer just a matter of inner house management, the mastermind behind it is targeting Shen Cong and the Shen family, so it is indeed most appropriate to let Shen Cong investigate.
"Chen Cong, can you please spare Aunt Ding's life?" Ling Wan half-closed her eyes, and her fingertips, which were pinching her clothes, turned white.
If her cousin was truly a good man, why would he have asked her out for a meeting and ruined her reputation after she married into the Shen family? It would be fine if no one found out, but if something happened, wouldn't it be pushing her to the brink of death?
It was only when she was kneeling in the ancestral hall that Chen Yuanyuan finally understood what Aunt Ding had said in Rong'an Hall.
This fiery and intelligent woman knew the outcome was inevitable. If the Shen family spared her life, she would be despised and humiliated for the rest of her life; but if she died, at least she would have a reputation for innocence and filial piety.
Chen Cong said nothing.
Chen Yuanyuan struggled to get off him, saying, "Auntie Ding is so innocent! She didn't do anything. She was just being slandered!"
"I haven't said anything yet, why do you think I would let Ding die?" Chen Cong held her waist and hips firmly, turned his head and instructed, "Hold tight."
Chen Yuanyuan sighed, "Oh!" This man still had some conscience. Old Lady Shen had invited the Ding family over, firstly to find out how the Ding cousin had ended up in Kyoto, and secondly to indirectly confirm the Dings' guilt.
Father Ding is such a person that if you don't think too much about it, you will make him commit suicide to preserve the family's reputation.
When Master Shen Er saw that the person on his back suddenly became very well-behaved, not moving at all, just tilting his head and looking at him with a pair of wet eyes, his heart softened.
After a long moment, he sighed and said, "Do you think I'm someone who takes human life lightly?"
Ling Wan immediately shook her head: "My husband is the Minister of History. He serves the public and governs for the people."
Chen Cong curled his lips and scratched her calf with his fingers.
Not long after arriving at Yanxi Residence, Ling Wan was already being served new clothes and served hot meals. She contentedly sipped her pepper-spiked mutton soup, sighing inwardly, "A nest of gold or silver is not as good as your own doghouse."
Everyone was also surprised. Madam Shen Er was clearly punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. Logically speaking, she should have cried after suffering such an injustice.
Who would have thought that this person acted as if nothing had happened, as if she was not the one kneeling in the ancestral hall today, and it was not her that everyone in Yan Xiju was so anxious about.
When Shen Cong said he was in charge of the Second House, Chen Yuanyuan discussed the matter with him: "Mother punished me today because she wanted me to take charge of the affairs of the Inner and Outer Courts. If you take over, although you are protecting me, it will also be a waste of Mother's painstaking efforts."
Chen Cong rubbed her bruised knees and asked calmly, "Do you want to take care of it?"
Ling Wan's eyes were filled with tears after he rubbed her face. After thinking for a while, she finally shook her head frankly.
"That's all." Master Shen lowered his eyes, his expression unclear.
"I..." Chen Yuanyuan pursed her lips, not knowing how to start. Working and being willing were two different things.
If it was handled as a matter of fact, it was Chen Yuanyuan's responsibility. But Chen Cong asked her if she was willing, and since Master Shen had carried her all the way back, she felt that perhaps she could be willful and say no for once.
"Don't do anything you don't want to do. I'll take care of everything." Mr. Shen raised his eyes and pinched her face. "You are still young. Mother will understand."
"Being small is no excuse. Besides, according to what you said, there are so many things I don't want to do." Chen Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "You are my husband."
"Now the Shen family seems to be flourishing, but in fact they are walking on thin ice. How can I do whatever I want?"
"As a wife of the Shen family, I must bear the responsibilities of the Shen family. I understand this principle."
"Auntie Ding, I'll handle this matter myself." Chen Yuanyuan held Mr. Shen's hand and tucked her feet into the quilt.
If someone offends me, I will offend him. If you don't want to be the meat, you can only be the knife.
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