Chapter 22: What does having a rich family have to do with her?
Ye Wanwan woke up one night with a headache. She was still not that good at drinking.
But even though she was very drunk, she still remembered what she should remember. She glanced at Yan Chen, lowered her eyes and said nothing.
She stroked the table with her fingertips: "I haven't played the piano for a long time. Qingsha, bring me my piano."
"yes."
Qingsha went to get the piano, and Hongshang came over, a little excited: "Madam, there is news from Shen Zhaoyi. She is not pregnant. She ate the wrong thing. This joke has become a big deal. Now she is still I'm kneeling outside Chaoyang Palace to apologize."
Ye Wanwan didn't have any mood swings, she had expected it.
Qingsha brought the piano, and after cleaning her hands, Ye Wanwan sat down and brushed the strings with her fingertips. A string of notes flowed from her fingertips. The song she played was clearly the song at the palace banquet last night.
Ye Wanwan was good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she could play a simple piece of music with ease, as well as the palace musicians.
In the middle of playing, Ye Wanwan pressed her hands on the strings and smiled sarcastically. Lin Yu was just a person, so he was not worth worrying about.
Now that the confinement is over, she still has a lot to do.
"Prepare the car and leave the palace."
Ye Wanwan thought about leaving the palace, and finally stepped out of the palace. The air she breathed felt different from the one in the palace, and the wind was refreshing and comfortable.
What you can see is no longer the palace wall that cuts across the sky at a glance, but busy traffic, numerous shops, people of all kinds coming and going in an endless stream, and the atmosphere of various markets blows in your face.
The Ye family is not far from the palace, but she deliberately took a long detour to see these fireworks that seemed to be from another world. They were obviously familiar things, but they gave her a different feeling. It seemed that everything became beautiful, even the weeds on the road. The clothes are particularly fresh, and the shops on the streets are so bright.
Finally, the destination was reached. The door plaque of the Prime Minister's Mansion was towering and majestic, unattainable. The smile on Ye Wanwan's face disappeared.
This was a place she wasn't actually looking forward to returning to.
This was her home, but now, it seems that it is no longer her home.
Her mother died in childbirth when she was seven years old, and the child in her belly was not saved. The current wife of the prime minister is her maternal cousin. Although she is a relative, she has not been close to this cousin since she was a child.
Her father...she drank Juezi soup. He knew that he had been wronged. He knew that her life was worse than death. He stood by and watched, just to preserve his power.
What is there to look forward to with such a father?
As for the concubines and siblings in the mansion, they have long been estranged.
Maybe she can still talk to them at this age, but she is no longer the fifteen or sixteen-year-old Ye Wanwan.
"Hey, eldest lady? The eldest lady is back."
"No, it's the imperial concubine. I've met the imperial concubine."
The concierge was speechless when he saw Ye Wanwan.
When Ye Wanwan stepped into her home, the scene in her memory was familiar yet distant, making her feel a little dazed.
After entering the palace, she came back only a handful of times. She got sick, fought, had various entanglements, then went to jail, and finally died. She never came back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
This luxurious prime minister's residence is full of wealth, but... what does it have to do with her?
"The imperial concubine is back!"
"Quickly, go and notify the Prime Minister's wife!"
The Prime Minister's Mansion soon became lively, and familiar people came out from all directions to greet the imperial concubine.
As a result, when we arrived at the main hall, we saw no one.
"Didn't I say that the imperial concubine is back? Where is she?"
"It seems that he went back to the house."
Ye Wanwan returned to her boudoir. No one had touched her yard, it was still the same as it was before she got married.
In their eyes, she had only been married for two months, but in fact, she had been away for many years, and everything was a long-lasting memory.
Ye Wanwan stood in the courtyard, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar place in a daze, and was lost in thought for a long time.
Prime Minister Ye Zhaoru and his step-sibling Zhuang Qin came over: "Wan'er, why are you back? You didn't even send anyone to inform your father."
Ye Wanwan turned around and looked at the middle-aged man with a loving face in front of her. Her biological father did indeed love her, and the concern in his eyes didn't seem to be fake.
However, he and the Queen Mother discussed the matter of giving Juezi Soup together, and he was able to ignore it when she was wrongly accused.
"Wanwan saved the emperor, and she saved the country of the Liang Dynasty. The merits and demerits are equal to each other, and the merits are complete. Moreover, the emperor has restored her honor. If she knows better, she will definitely be grateful to the emperor."
This is what he said too.
If she dies, her merits will be fulfilled, and she will still be grateful to that scumbag Zhao Yi.
He suppressed all kinds of emotions: "I dreamed about my mother, and I came back to offer her incense sticks."
Ye Zhaoru sighed after hearing this: "That's it, go ahead and tell your mother if you need anything."
Ye Wanwan calls her mother as her biological mother Lin, and calls Zhuang Qin as her mother.
Zhuang Qin's attitude towards Ye Wanwan is not good, but not bad either: "This Yilan Courtyard is cleaned every day, and it is no different from when I got married. If there is anything missing, I will have someone make it up immediately."