For several days, Duke Shen's mansion seemed to have returned to its former peace.

Shen Shensi was released and spent most of his time with the old lady in Yansong Hall. Occasionally he went out to meet the familiar ladies and went out to enjoy the flowers, which was quite comfortable.

Shen Qingyun studied with Mr. Xu every day, getting up early and working late at night, never slacking off for a day, but every day she would come to have dinner with her mother Han.

"Madam, don't wait any longer. The Duke of Guo is also out today. At this o'clock, he must have already eaten out."

"Yeah, then I'll sew two stitches first and wait for Qingyun to come over."

Through the door curtain, Shen Qingyun heard the conversation between Nanny and Han in the room, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The maid opened the curtain for her, and what she saw was that Mrs. Han was wearing a purple embroidered robe, with only a very fine jade hairpin inserted diagonally in her temples. She was half-leaning on the beauty's couch, her eyes were embroidering the clothes in her hands gently, and the sun was west. Below, the twilight was melting, and the scene in front of me was as quiet as a painting of a lady.

"Mom, the light is not good now, how can your eyes stand it like this?" Shen Qingyun couldn't help but remind her.

Han glanced at Shen Qingyun angrily, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"Isn't that right? Madam, please stop embroidering. The young lady is here just now. Quickly, let the kitchen serve the food." Grandma Chen smiled and asked the little maid below to start busy.

"It's summer, so I want to buy some light clothes for your father." Mrs. Han looked at the embroidered robe in her hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then put it down.

"Just let the embroiderer do it. Why do you have to work so hard?"

"Silly boy, how can it be the same? When you get married, you will understand how my mother feels." Han joked with a smile.

Shen Qingyun was very dissatisfied. His father was obviously a sinecure, but he was nowhere to be seen on weekdays. He was obviously going to be cool in the outer room, which made his mother miserable.

But looking at the happiness on Han's face, Shen Qingyun didn't know whether she should expose Shen Zhifeng's true face so quickly.

Aunt Chen quickly laid out the food. Shen Qingyun looked at Fu'an standing in the distance and thought that he had to deal with it first, otherwise it would be too dangerous to leave such an eyeliner next to his mother. The cause of death was unknown, and now she strongly suspected that Shen Zhifeng had done anything to him.

Shen Qingyun retracted her thoughts and looked at the gentle mother in front of her, who was picking up vegetables for her. The bowls were piled with tips, which was funny and satisfying. The two of them had a sumptuous dinner.

After the meal, Yi Cui followed Shen Qingyun for a walk in the garden. There was a moth-eaten leaf beside a flower in front of her. Shen Qingyun reached out to pick it off, crushed it into the soil with her feet, and asked: "Can the news be released? Already?"

Yicui nodded: "Everyone in the house knows that Madam is looking for a marriage for Fu'an."

"Do you want to move?"

"Yes, the two steward sons happen to be old enough. I'm afraid they will ask about the situation in the next few days. After all, they are the beloved maids of the madam. It is not difficult to find a marriage."

Shen Qingyun smiled faintly. Fu'an must have disapproved of the marriage, but if she wanted to be the aunt of the Duke, she had to see if she had the fate, so she would be in vain.

The next day, a steward found Nanny Chen and wanted to ask about Fu'an.

"Mother Chen, we are all children at home, and you probably know the situation. Although my son is not very outstanding, he is now helping his wife manage a shop, has no worries about food and clothing, and is quite motivated. He is getting older, and Fu'an is Years old. In the past, I was always dissatisfied when I proposed marriage to him, but now I have accepted it. I am eager to come to you to see if he has that blessing."

The manager Wang who spoke was in charge of purchasing a piece for the outer courtyard, and he had some status in the mansion.

It can be said that Fu'an is just a second-class maid, but she is well-behaved and comely, and with a son in charge, she is more than enough.

Grandma Chen also saw the son in charge. He had good features and no bad habits. He was a good match. So she agreed with a smile and said she would report it to my wife later.

When Mr. Han heard this, he thought it was good, so he called Fu'an over for questioning.

"Although it matches, it still depends on your own ideas. Are you willing?"

Fu'an's face turned pale and he knelt down: "Madam, you have disliked this slave. You think there is something wrong with this slave, so you want to kick me out."

Han couldn't stop laughing: "Silly Fu'an, look at what you said."

Grandma Chen also spoke to console her: "You can't keep the girl when she's older. If you keep her, you'll become enemies. Manager Wang's son has good looks and abilities. If you're not sure, you can meet him first."

Shen Qingyun happened to be on the side and continued innocently: "Look at Sister Fu'an like this, but she doesn't like the son in charge. I wonder what kind of person Sister Fu'an wants to marry?"

Fu'an looked up at Shen Qingyun and saw that the thirteen-year-old lady had a beautiful face and a calm expression, but her eyes were dark and seemed to contain an indescribable coldness.

She hurriedly lowered her head. In fact, she also knew that due to her age, besides, the marriage was considered suitable. Her repeated evasion turned out to be suspicious, so she could only pretend to be uneasy: "This, the young lady is worrying too much. She just heard about it suddenly. , I’m a little shy, but as Grandma Chen said, let’s meet first.”

Seeing her answer, Grandma Chen covered her mouth and said happily, "Okay, I'll go back to Manager Wang tomorrow."

Fu'an hesitated, thinking that he should inform the Duke of Guo as soon as possible.

She is already the Duke's wife both physically and mentally, so how could she possibly marry someone else?

Shen Qingyun sat aside to drink tea. The fish had already taken the bait, so she was not in a hurry. According to her observations during this period, Fu An seemed to go to the east courtyard to meet Shen Zhifeng every five days. Counting the days, he would have to go again. In two days.

But Fu'an was so anxious that his mouth almost blistered.

Maybe it's because Manager Wang's son really likes Fu'an, or maybe it's because he's too young and Manager Wang is pressing hard.

Grandma Chen here had just replied to the message, and over there she began to arrange a meeting in a hurry.

In fact, Wang Zhong had met Fu'an. He would occasionally take some accounts and report them to the Han family for review on a regular basis. The second-class maid often stayed in the outer courtyard of Nuanyu Pavilion on weekdays. Wang Zhong visited her several times. When Fu'an was obediently busying herself there, he felt that this maid was quite cute.

Now that he heard that his father was actually planning to let him marry Fu'an, and his wife agreed, he, who had always been busy with business and did not want to get married, suddenly felt that if he had a lovely wife waiting for him at home, it would be a peaceful time.

So I bought a jade hairpin, and on the pretext of reporting the accounts, I met her from a distance and handed the hairpin to Grandma Chen.

Grandma Chen felt that Wang Zhong was really thoughtful, so she praised him in front of Mr. Han.

But Fu'an still burst into tears: "I am not worthy of the prince. I just want to serve my wife well."
Chapter completed!