Chapter 196, Former Princess Ping
In the front yard of the Yan family, Yan Zhigao and a group of colleagues and friends were eating hairy crabs with rice wine, and the atmosphere was very lively.
In the backyard of the Yan family, Mrs. Li and her female relatives were also having a very happy meal.
Because there were a lot of hairy crabs delivered, Mrs. Li sent notices to several families who lived nearby. At this moment, the women from each family gathered around the old lady, telling jokes and interesting stories while slowly savoring the crab roe, crab paste and crab meat.
In Shuangxin Courtyard, Aunt Lin leaned against the door, listening to the laughter coming from Songhe Courtyard. She touched her already pregnant belly, with a look of loneliness on her face.
The joy and excitement of the Yan family had nothing to do with her, even though she had given birth to two children and was now pregnant with another.
As the status of the Yan family increased, the difference between the principal wife and concubines became more and more obvious.
Now, my younger brother can no longer enter and exit the backyard at will. If he wants to come in, he must first inform the lady in advance and get the lady's permission before he can come in. Moreover, there will be a maid accompanying him.
Only now did she truly experience the sorrow of being a concubine.
In the west wing, Liu sat in front of the window, quietly embroidering a purse. She looked up at Aunt Lin, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth, then lowered her head and continued embroidering.
A long time ago, she realized a truth, that is, people have to accept their fate.
From the first moment she saw Aunt Lin, she knew that she was a person who was unwilling to accept her fate, but she did not have the luck or means to change her fate.
Logically speaking, a concubine who has three children can definitely be considered a blessed person, but this is something that some wealthy families dare not even dream of.
If she had better luck and more powerful means, maybe she could really turn things around.
Unfortunately, she met a more fortunate lady.
The three children born to the lady are so outstanding. As long as they are here, Aunt Lin should not have any more expectations. It is useless to even think about it.
At this time, the maid Xuer came into the room with a food box, smiling.
"Auntie, today is Mid-Autumn Festival. Madam asked the kitchen to add more dishes. You can go get two plates of mooncakes later."
Liu looked at the dishes and smiled.
She was very satisfied with her life in the Yan Mansion. Even though the master had never entered her room, the lady had never treated her badly.
She knew that with her identity and background, she could only survive if she kept to herself.
She had no complaints about this, even though she was not yet twenty years old.
Compared with those sisters who were tortured to death or sold by the wife of the first wife, she was really much luckier.
Liu put down the embroidery tent and said to Xu'er with a smile, "You two should go eat soon!"
The main peak of Wuhua Mountain.
Inside the palace, Xiao Yeyang also took Dong Yuanxuan and his group to eat hairy crabs.
Yan Wenkai roughly pried open the crab's large claws, nudged Dong Yuanxuan with his crooked hand, and whispered, "What's wrong with the young prince? Why does he have to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in the palace?"
He suggested going to their house, but was rejected.
Dong Yuanxuan glanced at Yan Wenkai, whose hands were covered in dirt, and looked at Xiao Yeyang, whose brows were relaxed, and said meaningfully: "Mid-Autumn Festival should naturally be spent with family."
Yan Wenkai didn't quite understand.
The young prince's family is in the capital. What does this have to do with celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in the palace?
He wanted to ask more, but Dong Yuanxuan had already picked up the wine glass and started playing drinking games with his elder brother and Zhou Chengye.
At the same time, at the Merlin Villa on the top of the main peak.
"Is this the mooncake Yang'er sent?"
Xiao Yeyang's uncle, Governor Guo, was looking at the mooncakes on the table with surprise.
Opposite him, the beautiful woman in brocade clothes rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "Yang'er brought me some mooncakes. Are you so surprised?"
Governor Guo was still a little dazed: "No, this child's attitude towards you before was..." He paused, glanced at the face of his sister opposite him, and seeing that she looked calm, he continued.
"That kid used to get furious when someone even mentioned you, but why has he changed so suddenly now? He even offered to give you something?"
The beautiful woman is Governor Guo’s sister, Guo Ruomei, the former princess of Prince Ping and the biological mother of Xiao Yeyang.
Thinking of the news reported by her subordinates, Guo Ruomei smiled and said, "Maybe he has figured something out! Ever since the Dragon Boat Festival, this kid has been sending me gifts from time to time."
Although Governor Guo was surprised, he was still sincerely happy about the changes in his nephew. Although his sister never appeared in front of his nephew after leaving Prince Ping's Mansion, she must have been secretly paying attention to his growth.
Heaven and earth can witness the love one has for his son.
"Before, when Yang'er said he wanted to stay at Wangyue Academy to study, I thought it was a bad idea, but now I see, it turned out to be a good idea. If it can help you and your son reconcile, then being away from the circle of the capital is nothing."
When she heard the word "Beijing", a hint of coldness flashed in Guo Ruomei's eyes.
If it weren't for some people with ulterior motives who kept saying bad things about her in her son's ears, why would his son have reached the point where he refused to even see her in person for more than ten years?
Governor Guo saw his sister's brows furrowed again, and knew that she must be thinking of some people in the capital. He immediately changed the subject with a smile: "This mooncake is really special. Others are full of flowers, but this one is like a pig's head."
Hearing this, Guo Ruomei couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong with the pig head? I think it's quite cute."
Governor Guo couldn't bear to look at his sister's level of appreciation, but he still tried a piece out of courtesy: "Hmm, it tastes good."
After saying that, he quickly ate a piece of mooncake in his hand and then reached out to take the second piece.
“Bang!”
Guo Ruomei slapped Governor Guo's hand away and complained, "This was given to me by Yang'er. You've already eaten a piece. Don't touch it anymore."
Looking at his stingy sister who was so protective of her food, Governor Guo was a little amused and muttered, "It's just a mooncake, why are you so angry?"
Guo Ruomei asked the maid to take the mooncakes away, and then said, "The mooncakes are only eight yuan. I don't know when I will be able to eat something Yang'er sends me next time, so I have to eat it sparingly."
Hearing this, Governor Guo felt heartbroken and sighed, "You have a very fierce temper. If you had been patient back then, you wouldn't be like this now, even sparing yourself from eating food sent by your own son."
Guo Ruomei sneered: "If I had to do it all over again, I would still choose to divorce, but it would make my Yang'er suffer." As she said that, she looked at Governor Guo again with an apologetic look on her face.
"Also, it implicates the Guo family."
Governor Guo waved his hand and said, "It's not your fault. It was Prince Ping who betrayed you first and acted without any rules. The emperor knows all this, so he has been very kind to both the Guo family and Yang'er over the years."
"The Queen Mother is also like this. She has always been tight-lipped and refused to agree to nominate Ma as Prince Ping's principal wife. Until now, Ma is only a concubine, and her son is still a bastard."
A sneer appeared on Guo Ruomei's lips, and she didn't respond.
Whether it is the emperor or the empress dowager, everything they do is just to protect their own interests.
(End of this chapter)
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