Chapter 86 He saw her angry look
Even though Wen Xingluo knew Wen Rufeng's character very well, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The reason why the Zhenbei Palace let him in was entirely for his mother's sake.
He wanted to hold the wedding in the palace right away, which was really overestimating himself.
It's really shameful to have such a brother.
She was just wondering whether she should wait until Wen Rufeng left before coming back when the maid happened to open the curtain and asked, "Young lady is here?"
The sound attracted the people in the room.
Wen Xingluo had no choice but to step over the threshold and bowed to the old concubine, "Grandma."
The old concubine was obviously very annoyed with Wen Rufeng.
She waved the large bear-shaped hairpin fan embroidered by Wen Xingluo herself, "Ningning, grandma suddenly feels unwell. I don't know why. I think she was hit by something."
Wen Xingluo stepped forward and rubbed her forehead.
When their eyes met, the girl understood what the old man meant.
She glanced at Wen Rufeng, "I remember that my eldest brother was born in the year of the monkey. Years ago, the abbot of Ciyun Temple said that grandmother and people born in the year of the monkey are incompatible. From now on, eldest brother should not appear in front of grandmother. If he does, and something happens to her, eldest brother will have a hard time explaining himself."
Wen Rufeng was stunned.
Seeing that the old concubine looked unwell, he was afraid that something would happen to the old woman and that it would be his fault, so he had to take his leave in embarrassment and did not dare to mention the matter of getting married in the Zhenbei Palace again.
After he left, the old concubine snorted coldly, "I wanted to beat him with sticks, but considering your mother's reputation, I couldn't be too harsh."
Wen Xingluo lowered his eyes.
She felt that her mother actually didn't care whether Wen Rufeng was asked to leave or kicked out.
The old concubine continued, "I heard that he went to see your mother today, hoping that your mother would arrange a marriage for him at the palace and give him a considerable betrothal gift, but your mother refused to see him. I don't know if your mother will return to the Wen family on the day of your eldest brother's wedding."
Wen Xingluo added some tea for the old concubine, "Mother will never return to the Wen family."
The old concubine recalled Wei Si's stunning beauty and suddenly speculated, "Your mother probably had no choice when she married your father. The fact that she gave birth to several children was probably also out of necessity. This kind of thing was most common after wars in the past. I witnessed it several times when I was young."
Beauty is a gift from God.
But when a woman has beauty but no support, this God-given appearance becomes the fuse of sin.
The old man suddenly reached out and touched Wen Xingluo's cheek.
The girl inherited her mother's beauty perfectly. At the age of fifteen, she already had a glimpse of her future beauty.
The old concubine stared for a long time and sighed softly, "I always wanted to marry Ningning to a man of both talent and beauty. Even if his family background is not so noble, as long as he is willing to treat you well and take good care of you, then it doesn't matter. But today I realized..."
A powerless man cannot protect a beautiful woman in troubled times.
Wen Xingluo touched his face.
I have to put on makeup in front of the mirror every day. How is it possible that I don’t know how beautiful I am?
However, she doesn't think beauty is an invincible weapon.
Not all men in the world will compete to pursue beautiful women.
Otherwise, why would that person never be moved by her?
She suppressed the bitterness in her heart, closed her eyes and snuggled into the old man's arms, "As long as I stay by my grandmother's side, I will be satisfied."
The old man looked at the spoiled little girl and couldn't help laughing. He poked her forehead gently and said, "You!"
The other side.
Wen Rufeng left the Zhenbei Palace and walked to the carriage across the street.
Wen Qingsong stuck his head out of the car and asked hopefully, "How is it?"
"Mother won't see me. I don't even have the chance to ask her to pay the betrothal gift or arrange the wedding!" Wen Rufeng was anxious. "Dad, our family can't afford the betrothal gift. What should we do? The Xu family will look down on me!"
Wen Qingsong looked at the plaque of Zhenbei Palace, and a trace of resentment flashed across his face.
Wen Ruyun was also in the car and sneered, "She's our mother, but she doesn't even care about her child's marriage. She's really unworthy of being a mother! If she didn't care about us, why did she give birth to us in the first place?! In my opinion, my brother and I have inherited our father's loyalty and kindness, while Wen Xingluo has perfectly inherited our mother's meanness and selfishness! No wonder we don't get along with Wen Xingluo!"
Wen Rufeng said nothing, but his face was full of approval.
"Dad, big brother," Wen Ruyun lowered his voice, "I have a plan that can force mother to pay a large betrothal gift. I can even force her to return to the Wen family to arrange big brother's marriage!"
The father and his two sons got into the carriage and whispered for a long time before the carriage slowly drove away from the Zhenbei Palace.
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As the branches were bent by the weight of the pomegranates, midsummer gradually passed.
When Wen Xingluo was sitting in the study writing a letter to Chen Lezhi, Xie Shian rushed in from outside, "Ningning, something happened!"
The girl put down her brush and asked curiously, "What happened?"
"Everyone in Chengdu is cursing your mother, saying she's fickle and shameless, abandoning her husband and children for fame and fortune!" Xie Shi'an drank a large bowl of cold tea. "Although some people said that before, it was all behind closed doors. Now, I don't know who wrote a play and performed it openly in the opera house. It's causing quite a stir!"
Wen Xingluo was stunned.
Xie Shian put down the tea bowl and wiped the sweat from his forehead worriedly. "Your mother doesn't go out all day. She always looks worried and unhappy. If she knew that people outside are scolding her, she would definitely be even more sad. Ningning, is your mother okay?"
Wen Xingluo was silent for a moment, then suddenly lifted her skirt and hurried out of the study.
She ran along the corridor all the way to the Dongliu Courtyard where her mother lived. The maid stopped her as usual and said, "My lady, the princess is not feeling well today and cannot see you."
"How dare you!" Xie Shian chased after him, "How dare you, a slave, stop the young lady?! Why don't you get out of the way?!"
"How outrageous!"
A more majestic and rough voice suddenly came.
Xie Jin walked over from the end of the corridor with a sullen face. "Xie Shi'an, I've given you the honor to shout and show off in Si Si's yard?!"
Xie Shian said confidently, "Dad, it's Ningning who misses her mother!"
Xie Jing reached out and touched Wen Xingluo's head, softening his tone. "Your mother is not feeling well and really doesn't have the energy to see you. How about Ningning come another day? Or if there's anything you want, tell Daddy and he'll buy it for you."
Wen Xingluo looked towards the bedroom.
The bedroom windows were tightly closed, so I couldn't see what was going on inside, nor could I see my mother.
Her mother didn't want to see her.
Wen Xingluo lowered his head, bowed to Xie Jingfu, and left Dongliuyuan silently.
Xie Shian wanted to chase after him, but Xie Jing grabbed him by the back of the neck and wanted to set some rules for him.
When Wen Xingluo was walking through the garden, he heard a few maids whispering to each other on the other side of the wall:
"It's about our princess! They say she relied on her looks to abandon her husband and children, pursue fame and fortune, and then fly off to a higher position!"
"Oh, Master Wen wants to marry Miss Xu, and our princess is already a mother, yet she refuses to arrange their wedding! Tell me, if she doesn't want to take responsibility, why did she give birth to this son in the first place?"
"I heard from the guards that some people were making trouble at the back door today, calling our princess names and cursing her!"
“…”
Wen Xingluo walked behind the wall and stared at them coldly, "Instead of gossiping here, why not do more work!"
A few maids coughed guiltily, bowed to her, and then scattered.
Wen Xingluo had a cold face and just turned around when he ran into a familiar figure.
It’s Xie Guanlan.
He had probably just returned from the government office, standing in the pavilion with his belt buckled, his scarlet official robe with sleeves hanging down like flowing clouds.
He stood there and watched her lose her temper.
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