Granny Tao stood by the carriage shaft and handed the gilded bronze hand warmer with peony scrolls to Jiang Shuwan.
"Miss, everything has been taken care of."
Jiang Shuwan took the hand warmer and nodded approvingly.
She has already spread the rumor that the Crown Prince is extremely fond of her.
Of course, we should also follow the rumors that the old lady loves so much.
Just then, the old lady wanted to test her at the clan banquet, so she decided to play along.
They twisted the test into the old lady valuing and liking her.
Even though she had just entered the house, they couldn't wait to formally introduce her to the clan members and elders.
After all, no one dared to ask the old lady if she truly loved her.
Just like no one dared to ask Pei Yanzhi if he loved her deeply.
Of course, rumors always come to light eventually.
But as long as she demonstrates her abilities and skills beforehand, and secures the support of both Old Madam Pei and Pei Yanzhi, she can succeed.
Once you gain their approval, the rumors will no longer be rumors, but facts.
Jiang Shuwan sighed heavily as she thought about it.
She was such a shrew, but she didn't have many years of peace and quiet before she had to start rolling around again.
I'm mentally exhausted.
I just want to be a lazy bum!
Why are you forcing me to roll?
I'm not happy =_=
The cushion next to him suddenly sank, and there was another person beside him—it was Pei Yanzhi.
Today, the young official wore a sky-blue robe with subtle embroidery of green bamboo, exuding an elegant and refined air. His face was as handsome as jade, and his features were clear and refined, like a noble young master who had stepped out of a painting.
The young minister is really good-looking.
Jiang Shuwan's "heavy" mood eased a little.
Sure enough, when I'm feeling really tired, looking at handsome guys makes me feel better.
Feeling relaxed, Jiang Shuwan glanced at Pei Yanzhi a few more times.
After that, she ignored him and went straight to talking to Qingxing.
She was becoming increasingly satisfied with Pei Yanzhi, her boss.
He didn't get angry at all when we ignored him; he just sat there and read a book.
What a great boss!
Jiang Shuwan gave Pei Yanzhi a big thumbs up.
They soon arrived at the Jiang residence.
As soon as they got off the carriage, they heard a girl scream and the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind them.
I turned around and looked.
Then Pei Lingyu, dressed in a bright red robe with butterflies and flowers, and wearing a jeweled purple-gold crown, rode a horse from the end of the street.
Why are you dressed so flashy?
If you didn't know better, you'd think she was some kind of flower butterfly.
Jiang Shuwan thought to herself, but when the horse got closer, she saw that Pei Lingyu had a woman buried in his arms.
"Yulang, you scared me to death."
Jiang Yao lifted her head from Pei Lingyu's embrace and playfully punched his chest with her small fists.
"You said you'd ride slowly, but suddenly you're riding so fast."
"Are you hurt? Riding a fast horse is fun, I just want you to be happy."
Pei Lingyu carried Jiang Yao off the horse and checked her body from head to toe.
"I'm fine." Jiang Yao remained relatively composed as they walked down the street.
He pushed his hand away, straightened his clothes, and looked up to see Jiang Shuwan.
To this day, she still doesn't understand why the previous aunt was so good to her substitute, Jiang Shuwan.
But he was so vicious to her, picking fights with her every day.
On the first day of their marriage, he not only wanted to hit her, but on the second day he also sent a message telling her to establish rules.
Pah!
She set enough rules in her past life; she can forget about it in this one.
Fortunately, she married a wonderful man who wholeheartedly protected her, treated her well, and even insisted on having sex with her every day...
Jiang Yao's cheeks flushed, and she looked at Pei Lingyu, who was leading the horse.
He seemed spirited and exceptionally handsome.
Moreover, she is gentle, considerate, understanding, and skilled in bed; she has many virtues.
Looking at Pei Yanzhi standing at the entrance of the Jiang residence, he had an indifferent expression, as cold as a wall, completely the opposite of her beloved Yu Lang.
Jiang Yao felt very satisfied with her husband.
Seeing Jiang Shuwan and Pei Yanzhi standing at the door without exchanging a word filled him with even greater pleasure.
It seems that Jiang Shuwan is not Pei Yanzhi's type.
That's true, he has a scheming cousin.
With a slight smile, Jiang Yao walked towards Jiang Shuwan.
They were all relatives, and after exchanging greetings, the four of them walked together into the mansion.
Pei Yanzhi and Pei Lingyu, the two sons-in-law, went to the front yard to see Jiang's father.
Jiang Shuwan and Jiang Yao entered the inner courtyard.
As soon as they entered the second gate, a group of women came out to greet them; they were all relatives of the Jiang and Song families.
"Mother, Aunt, Aunt..."
Jiang Yao's eyes lit up, and she quickly walked a few steps to meet him.
The women brushed past her and surrounded Jiang Shuwan, showering her with concern and asking after her well-being.
"Wanwan is back."
"Marrying well really makes a difference; just look at Wanwan's poise and elegance."
"Are you tired from the car ride? Have some tea."
"Are you hungry? Would you like some snacks? Someone, quickly bring some snacks to your young lady."
A room full of relatives, aunts and uncles, all surrounded Jiang Shuwan, showing her all sorts of attentiveness and care.
Only the Song family came to pick up Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao was so angry that her chest hurt.
These aunts and uncles who used to fawn over her weren't this attentive.
You blind fools, just wait until Jiang Shuwan is tormented by the Wen family, then you'll know who truly married well.
Mrs. Bo is a wicked mother-in-law.
Fortunately, Madam Wen was also a vicious woman, otherwise she would have been furious.
On the other hand, Madam Song was also very dissatisfied with the attitude of her relatives, but she dared not say anything, after all, Jiang Shuwan had married into the Marquis's family.
Seeing Jiang Shuwan being fawned over by everyone, Madam Song felt quite envious.
These all originally belonged to her daughter.
Especially Jiang Shuwan's floor-length emerald green cloud-patterned palace dress, with its scattered floral patterns and misty hues, was as ethereal as a cloud.
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