After Jiang Nanxing left, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall became a little depressing.

Jiang Beichen pulled Qian's sleeve and looked at her pitifully.

"Grandma, my sister is angry, let's go find her!"

“What are you looking for?” Qian glared at Yun Wanrou and said, “You just entered the family tree and haven’t paid homage to the ancestors yet! Be careful that you don’t do it well enough, or your stepmother will change her mind and not want you anymore!”

"Mother, why do you scare the child?"

Yun Wanrou smiled faintly and met Qian's eyes.

She knew that Qian was unhappy, and this was exactly the effect she wanted.

After looking at her, he turned his gaze to Jiang Beichen.

"Brother Chen, burn a stick of incense to our ancestors. You are the eldest son of our Marquis' Mansion."

"Um!"

Jiang Beichen nodded and let go of Qian's hand.

Yun Wanrou lit the incense herself and handed it to Jiang Beichen.

Her goal had been achieved, so naturally she had to display the demeanor of a mistress of the house.

She watched with a smile as Jiang Beichen bowed to the ancestral tablet and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Qian was relieved to see that the matter was settled.

She waved to Jiang Beichen and said, "Brother Chen, the ceremony is over, go find your sister!

Tell her that although your stepmother doesn't want to adopt her, your grandmother will recognize her. Your sister will call me grandmother from now on, just like you."

Qian said this deliberately for Yun Wanrou to hear.

For a girl, it doesn’t matter whether she is adopted or not.

But Yun Wanrou didn't do what she wanted, so she just wanted to find a way to disgust her.

However, Yun Wanrou just smiled faintly: "As long as mother is happy!"

"you……"

"Mom, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first."

Yun Wanrou smiled slightly, bowed to Qian and Jiang Huaishu, then turned and walked out.

Qian's heavy fist hit the cotton, making her even more unhappy.

"Shu'er, look at your wife. Does she take me, her mother, seriously?"

"Mom, please stop talking! Ah Rou has already adopted Chen Ge'er as you wished. What else do you want?"

Jiang Huaishu looked at Qian, then turned to look at Yun Wanrou's back.

Dressed in red, she is eye-catching.

Just that glimpse of her back was enough to haunt him.

What a beautiful woman, why...

When Jiang Huaishu thought of the things in the past, he frowned.

If that incident had not happened before, perhaps he and Yun Wanrou could have been an ordinary loving couple.

Wangshu held Yangyang in his arms and followed Yun Wanrou back to the room.

Along the way, Yangyang's mouth kept smacking.

"Meat...Mother, meat!"

【Meat, meat, meat, I want to eat meat.】

[The adoption ceremony is over. Mother failed to satisfy the Qian family. Mother, please don't have dinner with them today. Let's go to the Treasure Pavilion! ]

"Little greedy cat. Who do you look like when you are so greedy?"

Yun Wanrou turned around and gently poked Yangyang's chubby cheek.

She looked at Wangshu, then turned to look at Chuqiu.

Seeing that she was absent-minded, my heart had already flown away.

Knowing that she wanted to look for Jiang Nanxing, Yun Wanrou's eyes turned and she said, "Chuqiu, I want to take Yangyang out for a while. Is it okay for you to stay in the yard alone?"

"no problem!"

Chu Qiu pulled himself back to his senses and quickly agreed.

She looked at Yun Wanrou with burning eyes, wishing she could be left alone.

Yun Wanrou withdrew her gaze, turned around and stepped over the threshold.

"Wangshu, help me put my hair into a bun again."

"Madam, why do you want to re-tie your hair? This bun looks so beautiful and suits you so well."

[No, we won’t change. This hairdo looks good, the red dress looks good too, and my mother looks even better!]

[I like my current mother. She smells so good. I want to be close to her.]

Yangyang stretched out his arms and faced Yun Wanrou.

Wangshu's eyes curved and he smiled, "Madam, I see that the young lady also likes your outfit, so you should not change it!"

"How can I do that? If I go out like this, I'm afraid people will laugh at me."

Yun Wanrou turned around and looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

Maybe it was because it was a rare occasion for her to wear red clothes, so she felt uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it.

Wangshu doesn't think so.

She stood in front of Yun Wanrou, looking at her with a smile.

"My wife is as beautiful as a fairy. Others are envious of her. How could they laugh at her?"

[Mother won't change. Mother wants to go out beautifully, and Yangyang wants to be beautiful too! ]

Seeing that Yangyang liked her makeup, Yun Wanrou sighed helplessly.

“Forget it, I won’t change today.” Yun Wanrou took Yangyang over and said, “Wangshu, please help me find a set of festive clothes for Yangyang to wear!”

As she spoke, Yun Wanrou held Yangyang in her arms and sat down beside the bed.

Today is the beginning of the new year, and she wants to dress Yangyang up in a festive way.

Chuqiu stood guard at the door, looking outside the yard.

After the person inside had finished his dithering and walked out slowly, she withdrew her gaze.

"Chu Qiu, we will be back later. You don't need to serve us today, go back to your room and rest!"

"promise!"

Chu Qiu responded and watched Yun Wanrou leave.

As soon as Yun Wanrou left, Jiang Nanxing ran into the yard crying and hugged Chu Qiu's legs.

"Wow, mother, I hate her, I hate them!"

"My dear Sister Xing, I am sorry for wronging you today."

Seeing her crying so sadly, Chu Qiu squatted down and hugged her in his arms with heartache.

"It's all because of that woman. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be just a mistress.

You and Chen Ge'er are both legitimate sons and daughters of the Marquis's Mansion. My Xing Jie'er will not suffer this humiliation today."

"And her daughter is such a hindrance. If she dies, Yun Wanrou will have no choice but to make you her legitimate daughter!"

Chu Qiu was so angry that he kept muttering to himself.

When Jiang Nanxing heard her words, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Why didn't she think of it, as long as the woman's daughter died.

She is the only legitimate daughter of the Marquis's family!

A-choo!

As soon as he got off the carriage, Yangyang sneezed.

Yun Wanrou thought she was cold, so she wrapped her in her cloak.

[Mother, you are weak, please don't give me all your clothes. I am not cold, my hands are warmer than yours! ]

Yun Wanrou reached out and touched her little hand.

Her hands were soft, tender and warm, and it was so comfortable to hold them.

But her hands were very cold, and she was afraid of freezing her, so she quickly withdrew her hands.

But the next moment, Yangyang lifted up her clothes and exposed her belly.

[Mother, I will warm you up. Your belly is so warm now.]

Yun Wanrou looked at her and felt a little touched.

Her daughter is so young, but she always thinks of her.

She reached out and helped her put her clothes back on.

"Don't make trouble. It's cold outside. Dress yourself properly and don't catch a cold."

Yun Wanrou held Yangyang in her arms and walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

The Treasure Pavilion is divided into two floors.

Downstairs is the lobby and upstairs is the Accord.

Before Yun Wanrou got married, she had come here several times with her brothers and walked upstairs with ease.

The waiter saw that they were dressed elegantly and hurried over to them.

As soon as he went up to the second floor, Yangyang became excited and jumped in Yun Wanrou's arms.

“Dad…Dad!”

[I smell the scent of the prince father, the prince father is here too. ]

After the last experience, Yun Wanrou had no doubt about Yangyang's sense of smell.