Granny Zhang was one of the wet nurses who raised the original owner of the body, and also a life-and-death companion who followed the original owner all over the country. Those days were a bit tough, but they were also carefree and happy like gods. Granny Zhang would always reminisce about the past when the night was quiet.
“Miss.” Granny Zhang said, her eyes filled with tears.
"Forget it, forget it, it's not appropriate to bring up the past again."
Ji Xiaoxiao waved her hand, closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.
Granny Zhang waited by the side and ordered someone to bring a brocade blanket, which she gently covered Ji Xiaoxiao with.
The sky was clear and the breeze was gentle; it was a rare and beautiful day.
"Young Master, Madam is taking a nap. Zhang Mama has instructed that no one is allowed to disturb her."
"Get out of my way! The Marquis of Wei's residence is my home. I can go wherever I want. A servant who dares to obstruct me must be tired of living."
A hoarse voice suddenly rang out, shattering the tranquil atmosphere.
Ji Xiaoxiao had only been practicing the "Magic Charm Path" for a day or two, but her profound internal strength meant that rejuvenation was out of the question, though she was now able to hear and see clearly.
"What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket?" Ji Xiaoxiao said angrily. "Who's here?"
Zhang Mama bowed and said, "It is the young master and the madam."
Ji Xiaoxiao got up slowly, washed her face and wiped her hands with the hot towel brought by the servant. The heat swept over her face, and she felt refreshed.
"Alright, let him in."
Wutong Garden was Ji Xiaoxiao's territory, not some random cat or dog that could come and go as it pleased, as if it were an empty place.
From the circular archway, a young man about five feet tall strode in. He wore a green bamboo-patterned white robe with gold trim, the ends of his belt fluttering with each step. His hair was tied up with a jade crown, and his bright eyes exuded an imposing presence. His slightly immature figure, with the sun high above his head, appeared somewhat small and round, giving him a comical appearance, like a dog that had been drawn but not quite made.
“Mother.” Jian Gongxin stopped, his back straight, his eyes devoid of any tenderness or affection between mother and son. His pearly teeth and red lips seemed to be reciting a difficult and obscure incantation, making one’s ears itch and one’s whole body feel uncomfortable.
Ji Xiaoxiao hummed in agreement and said, “My good son, is it because of the red rain or something? How could you bear to leave that vile woman Hu Yanyan and grace your mother’s little Wutong Garden with your presence?”
Jian Gongxin's eyes widened, her long ponytail swaying. "Zeng Feizi, don't you dare insult Aunt Hu. Aunt Hu is so pure and noble, standing out from the mud without saying a word. Unlike you, you reek of money, a black-hearted and greedy businesswoman."
“So what if you’re a merchant’s daughter? Aren’t you a merchant’s daughter too? Didn’t your father marry me, a merchant’s daughter? Your aloof and virtuous Aunt Hu, who remains silent despite her surroundings, is nothing more than a concubine in your father’s household, a lowly wretch.”
Ji Xiaoxiao spoke calmly and leisurely, showing no trace of jealousy or envy. Her eyes were clear and bright, like still water.
Jian Gongxin gritted his teeth. Ji Xiaoxiao's actions only provoked him more. If Ji Xiaoxiao had been more expressive and hysterical, Jian Gongxin would have been better off, since he could have assumed that she was just jealous of his Aunt Hu.
"Zeng Feizi, you vicious woman! How could I, the young master, have a mother like you? If possible, I would rather be Aunt Hu's biological son than your son, Zeng Feizi." Aunt Hu was kind and gentle, with exceptional talent and beauty. She was well-read and, before marriage, was one of the most talented women in the capital, with top-notch status and family background.
"Don't want to be my son? Fine, I'm annoyed with you anyway. A man who's reached adulthood at fifteen, yet you still have the nerve to ask your mother for this and that all the time. You may be shameless, but I am. You have no sense of responsibility or responsibility whatsoever, you're a good-for-nothing." Ji Xiaoxiao sneered.
Granny Zhang stood to the side, her heart pounding, and she didn't put it down for a moment.
"Madam," Zhang Mama reminded Ji Xiaoxiao, "this good-for-nothing is still your son. Even if you can't give him face, at least give him some respect!"
"Shut up, you old hag! When your master is speaking, is it your place to interrupt and say something like that?"
The phrase "scapegoat" perfectly describes Granny Zhang, who meant well but ended up doing the opposite of what she intended.
The person who was making unreasonable accusations against him was none other than his mother who gave him life and raised him. For the sake of filial piety, reputation, his father, and Aunt Hu, no matter how unreliable Ji Xiaoxiao was, he had to accept it respectfully. That's how bad it is to be a child.
As Jian Gongxin thought about it, he felt even more that his forbearance and insults were truly admirable and heroic. He thought that when he got back, he would definitely talk to Aunt Hu about it; perhaps Aunt Hu would even comfort him and pat him on the head.
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