Chapter 92 Wait for Dad to come back and fuck him!

A letter from home seems so light, but it feels as heavy as a thousand pounds when held in the hand.

Xie Zhuoning could not hold back his tears when he saw the words "My dear son, reading your letter is like seeing you in person" when he looked up.

"Why is my father's handwriting still so ugly?"

If I wasn't his daughter, I would have been used to seeing it and would have thought it was some kind of ghost painting.

The letters her father wrote didn't even need to be encrypted or escorted, because if someone intercepted them, they wouldn't be able to understand what was written.

"Father already knows about the Crown Prince's affairs. When I come back, I will kill him! If anyone dares to bully my daughter, I will make him pay!"

Xie Zhuoning was originally crying, but when he read this he suddenly burst into laughter.

She could even imagine her father's furious look when he wrote these words.

"I wanted to earn you a noble status so that you wouldn't be bullied in the future. But now that Xiao Bicheng has let you down, I won't force you into this. Wait for me to return to the capital. Even if I have to sacrifice all my military achievements, I will definitely cancel your engagement!"

The sloppy and wild handwriting is so powerful that it can be seen through the paper.

Xie Zhuoning felt a mixture of sourness and warmth in his heart, as if he was soaking in warm water. The tears that had just stopped welled up in his eyes again.

Her father once told her that even if one day she had to become an enemy of the whole world, he would be her strongest support.

Because they are the closest people to us in this world. If we lose even the closest people to us, what is the meaning of living?

Wasn't it that she was planning so carefully and working so hard just to change the tragic death of her father and the others in their previous life?

There were seven pages of thick letter paper, and her father said a lot of things in a rambling manner.

He also said that there were many handsome men in the army, and after the engagement was cancelled, he would pick out a hundred or so of the best ones and bring them to her for her to choose from.

His daughter, Xie Ting, will never have trouble finding a husband even if she breaks off the engagement!

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she read the seven pages of letter over and over again for more than ten times.

When it came to her younger brother, her father wrote something extremely brief, summing it up in just four words: an elder sister is like a mother.

Xie Zhuoning took one look and understood.

This means that she has to discipline Xie Minglang on her own.

Since her father had spoken, she was no longer soft-hearted and immediately wrote a letter and handed it to Xia Ju, "Send it to Mr. Murong."

Some things can be started.

With the hard work of dozens of embroiderers, all the clothes were completed in just two days.

Xie Zhuoning took a look and was very satisfied. He kept Princess Yunheng's colorful dress and had someone send it to the palace, and asked someone to pack up the rest.

Early in the morning, she went out with her clothes.

The residence of the Supervisor of Shanglinyuan is located in Fangjia Lane, East Street.

Xie Zhuoning got off the carriage and asked Xia Ju to knock on the door. "Just say that Xie Zhuoning is here to see Madam Chen."

Mrs. Chen is the fat lady who was previously in Yunjinxuan.

The boy who came to open the door ran into the room in a flash and ran out quickly.

"My wife said she is not feeling well and will not see guests. Miss Xie, please go back."

The rejection was completely within Xie Zhuoning's expectations.

She was neither impatient nor anxious, and asked someone to take down all the packed clothes in the carriage. "These are the gifts I prepared for your wife. Please help me deliver them to your wife. Just say that it is a small gift from Zhuo Ning."

The servant sighed, "Miss Xie, my wife said you don't have to do this. She is of low status and cannot marry into your Xie family. You can take this thing back."

Xie Zhuoning knew that Madam Chen had suffered such a great injustice in Yunjinxuan that it was impossible for her to calm down with just a few words.

She asked Xia Ju to bring a heavy purse to the servant, and said sincerely, "Please help deliver the things in and let your wife take a look. If she doesn't like it, you can throw it away or throw it away as you wish."

After weighing his purse, the servant reluctantly agreed to help her make the trip.

This time, the waiting time was particularly long, so long that Xie Zhuoning felt there was no hope.

She looked at the motionless gate of the Chen Mansion and sighed, "Forget it. I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate."

If this method doesn't work, then we have to find another one.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the door of the Chen residence creaked open.

"Thank you, Miss. My wife wants to see you."

Xie Zhuoning raised his eyelashes and his eyes sparkled.

The Chen Mansion looks simple on the surface, but once you enter, you will find it luxurious.

After all, Chen Jiancheng's official position is low, and if he makes too much of a high profile, he will easily attract trouble.

But behind closed doors, one can naturally do as one wishes and whatever makes one comfortable.

Who calls herself Madam Chen when she has nothing else but plenty of money?

Entering the living room, Xie Zhuoning looked at the fair and plump woman in the room with a smile, "Sister Zhao."

"No, I am of low status and not worthy of being called sister by you." Mrs. Chen snorted lightly and said in a sarcastic tone.

Xie Zhuoning smiled and walked over to her, holding her hand affectionately. "You are a few years older than me, so why can't I be her? I wish I had a beautiful and kind sister like you."

The words "beautiful and kind-hearted" made Mrs. Chen's expression ease a little.

Seeing this, Xie Zhuoning struck while the iron was hot, "By the way, Sister Zhao, have you tried on all the clothes you sent? If there is anything that doesn't fit, please tell me and I will ask the embroiderer to alter it for you right away."

"You are thoughtful enough to remember my size, but don't think you can buy me off with just a few sets of clothes." Mrs. Chen raised her chin and said proudly.

Xie Zhuoning could see that she liked those clothes very much, otherwise she would not have invited herself into the house.

She just couldn't get over the humiliation she suffered that day.

"Alas," Xie Zhuoning sighed, "To be honest, Sister Zhao, Yunjinxuan is now managed by my brother. Even if I go, he may not be in a good mood."

She did not hesitate to expose her own wounds and talk about the estrangement between her siblings. When she talked about the sad part, she couldn't help but shed a few tears with red eyes.

Mrs. Chen slammed the table in anger after hearing this, "Your brother is really too confused!"

How could it be justified in this world for an outsider to humiliate one's own sister?

Xie Zhuoning sighed again, her delicate appearance was really heartbreaking.

Mrs. Chen was not easily offended by soft words, and seeing her like this, she softened her heart, "Don't be too sad, if you don't mind, just treat my place as your own home and come over more often in the future."

This means to forgive her.

Xie Zhuoning burst into laughter and said, "That's exactly what I want. As long as Sister Zhao doesn't find me annoying, that's all."

"If you bring me nice clothes every day, I won't find you annoying at all. I'll even wish you would come all the time."

Now that the conversation was open, Mrs. Chen made no secret of her love for those clothes.

Not only were they all made of soft gold silk gauze, but the styles were also something she had never seen before.

Not only does it look good, it also makes her look slimmer and fairer. Even the maids say she looks like a fairy when she wears it.

But after she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that Xie Zhuoning said that Yunjinxuan had been owned by her brother. Wouldn't that mean she would have no beautiful clothes from now on?

Her face changed, and she quickly took Xie Zhuoning's hand and said solemnly: "Why don't you open a new clothing store? I will definitely go to your shop every day to buy things!"