Ye Zhaoru was sitting in the study room. There were a bunch of folds and books scattered in front of him. He was sitting among the piles of things. There was a chessboard in front of him. White and black stones were jumping around on the chessboard, making the game impossible.
He didn't move when Ye Wanwan and the others opened the door and walked in, as if they couldn't hear them.
"Father." Ye Wanwan called, looking at Ye Zhaoru's slovenly appearance, and then noticed the clothes on his body.
First-grade imperial attire.
The fact that he could not continue to be the Duke was really his inner demon.
Ye Wanwan called someone, but he didn't respond, so she didn't want to say that her father and daughter had never spoken to each other properly for many years. In the past, they were always respectful and polite out of understanding and filial piety, but now she didn't want to do that anymore, let alone
That's said.
Yan Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and shook Ye Wanwan's hand: "You go out first, I will have a few words with my uncle."
Ye Wanwan was worried, but she really didn't want to tell her, and she didn't want to introduce Yan Chen to her father, so she simply turned around and walked out.
When she walked to the door and stood still, the cold wind blew her a little cold. Just when she was about to close her clothes, Ye Zhaoru suddenly shouted angrily from inside the room, and then it seemed like the chessboard was blown away and the chess pieces fell to the ground.
Ye Wanwan subconsciously wanted to go in, but finally stopped.
Ye Shaoyang came at this time and seemed to hear the movement inside: "What's going on?"
"Who knows."
Since Yan Chen asked her to come out, she was not interested in watching.
Ye Shaoyang looked at the door and then at Ye Wanwan: "Are you... planning to marry him?"
Ye Shaoyang's disapproval was not just in his heart, it was written on his face.
He had disapproved of the relationship between Ye Wanwan and Yan Chen before, but at that time Yan Chen was still the King of Jin. Now, with nothing and the charge of being a fugitive, isn't this a pit of fire?
If Ye Wanwan wanted to remarry, he would not stop her, but this person was Yan Chen, so he felt that he should stop her instead of just watching Ye Wanwan jump in.
Ye Shaoyang agreed or disagreed, Ye Wanwan didn't care, but since he said it, Ye Wanwan still answered: "Although I was the imperial concubine before, the late emperor is dead, and I have broken out of that quagmire. It's not something shameful."
, since we are together, we should have an identity."
Ye Shaoyang still wanted to stop it, but he knew that he couldn't stop what Ye Wanwan had decided.
"But he doesn't seem to be suitable for marriage now."
Ye Wanwan: "It doesn't matter whether I am suitable or not. He thinks far more deeply than I do. He has his own plans for whatever he does. He is here today, and he will naturally handle the troubles he will face."
Ye Shaoyang sneered: "You really trust him."
Suddenly, she remembered what Ye Wanwan said back then. When he was accomplishing nothing and was living in misery, Yan Chen saved her life more than once.
On this point, Ye Shaoyang actually has no position to dislike Yan Chen. They are obviously about the same age, and he is obviously related to Ye Wanwan, but he is not even as good as an outsider.
"As long as you like it, as I said before, if you have anything to say, I will always be by your side." He didn't know what he could do for Ye Wanwan now, but he was very firm in his attitude.
Ye Wanwan glanced at him, wondering if she could understand his thoughts: "Okay."
Naturally, she would not push Ye Shaoyang out. She had spent so many years trying to rescue Ye Shaoyang and build him into a useful person. Naturally, it was not for the purpose of providing for him. If something really happened to her, she would naturally have to shoulder the burden together.
Just as the brother and sister were silent for a moment, Yan Chen came out.
Ye Wanwan saw that his hair was not messed up, and she was a little curious about what he said to Ye Zhaoru, but it was not the right time to ask. After looking at the door, it seemed that there was no need to go in.
Yan Chen took Ye Wanwan's hand and led her out in a grand manner. Ye Shaoyang did not rush to greet the person. He hesitated but decided to go in to see his biological father.
Ye Shaoyang was shocked as soon as he entered the door. Although he had just heard the noise, he did not expect that the house was so messy.
Broken pages were flying everywhere, chess pieces were scattered all over the floor, and teacups and teapots were broken.
Ye Zhaoru was sitting among a pile of books, with a ferocious look on his face and bloodshot eyes, obviously very angry.
"Dad, I'll have someone clean it right now."
After saying that, he rubbed oil on his soles and went out. After watching this scene, he might become a punching bag later.
"Crack!"
A cup hit the door, and the fragments flew apart instantly. Fortunately, Ye Shaoyang ran fast, otherwise he would definitely be in trouble.
Zhuang Qin had prepared everything, and Ye Wanwan would naturally not touch her face. Even if she didn't stay here at night, she would still stay for lunch and dinner.
Ye Zhaoru was not ready to come out at all, but Ye Furong came back in the afternoon.
Not to mention, Ye Furong was completely forgotten. Everyone ignored that the Ye family had such a married daughter, or even if they remembered it, they subconsciously ignored it.
The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became a bit colder as soon as Ye Furong arrived.
Ye Furong didn't come alone, Zhao Ying, the son of King Run, also came.
Ye Furong's belly was already pregnant for more than four months. Zhao Ying supported her all the way, carefully and looked at her very seriously.
When the couple came over, Zhao Ying said hello first: "Mother-in-law, Mrs. Anguo, eldest brother, wish you a happy new year."
Zhuang Qin really didn't want to see Zhao Ying, but she didn't hit the smiling person. Moreover, she was not a mean person. She nodded slightly, which was regarded as an agreement, but she couldn't greet him warmly.
It's not that she can't tolerate Ye Furong, a concubine, but that the process of Ye Furong and Zhao Ying being together was embarrassing, let alone the things Ye Furong did when they got married. She worked hard before getting married, and returned home after getting married.
I also went to see her aunt that day, as if she, the mistress, didn't exist.
Since others have already done their best, why should she pretend to be virtuous? If she were to be really polite, then she would be shameless.
Ye Furong had also dressed up well today, with a gorgeous dress and a golden hairpin. She also deliberately made her belly more protruding, for fear that others would not see it.
However, her outfit was not luxurious at all, but more tacky. However, she also put on heavy makeup, which made her look even more gaudy.
But it was obvious that she didn't feel that her appearance was strange. She looked at Zhuang Qin and then at Ye Wanwan with squinted eyes, as if she could crush everyone present.
"My body is inconvenient and I can't salute. My mother will not blame me, and my sister... No, it's Mrs. Anguo. You are a rare visitor. This is the first time I have seen you come back to visit relatives in so many years."
As he spoke, he suddenly covered his mouth: "Oh, look how I forgot. Mrs. Anguo was the imperial concubine in the past, and the palace was her mother's family. Now...after all, the Ye family is closer."
I never expected that this person would be able to express human words in his mouth. At the beginning of the New Year, he would be full of shit.