Ye Zhenzhen's expression suddenly turned cold, and she didn't even care about her feelings. She said directly in front of Xu Anhao: "My husband is upright and is not afraid of the shadow. Since Your Majesty has summoned him to Beijing to plead his case, he will definitely deal with it impartially.
Mrs. Luo Xu has taken the trouble. Although Mrs. Xu and her husband had a relationship with each other, but now that you have a wife and Luo Fu has a husband, it is better for you to avoid suspicion."
Feng Yuran was defeated by an army, her face was as exciting as a palette that had been knocked over. She subconsciously looked at Xu Anhao beside her, and sure enough, she saw that his face darkened slightly, and he took a step away from her calmly.
, even his expression became alienated.
No man would have no grudges against his devoted wife. Feng Yuran had always behaved flawlessly since they got married. Coupled with the power of her mother's family, Xu Anhao gradually forgot about the sensational hydrangea marriage incident.
Ye Zhenzhen reminded Xu Anhao again!
But at this time, Ye Jiajia, who had always been as quiet as a chicken, seemed to be defending but actually said: "Mrs. Cui, you have misunderstood our wife. Our wife just admires Master Cui, and she still has a collection of books in her study.
Master Cui’s paintings must be taken out and appreciated every day. Not only our wife, but everyone who admires Master Cui’s talent will be worried about what happened to him.”
At this moment, Xu Anhao's face turned completely dark.
It is said that scholars despise each other. Xu Anhao and Cui Weizhen were Jinshi in the same subject. The other was a brilliant scholar who was famous in both the government and the public. He was just a powerless and unknown Jinshi. He only relied on the power of the Yue family to get a position in the Ministry of Rites.
He became a minor official, but compared with Cui Weizhen, who was distinguished by Sheng Chong and held real power, he was inconspicuous at all.
Even Cui Weizhen's younger brother Wang Yuxuan is jealous of him. How can Xu Anhao be calm?
At this time, when he heard that the wife he was marrying actually held her paintings every day to look at her and miss her, he felt that he was not just a cuckold, but was holding a large green grassland on his head!
Xu Anhao was so angry that his liver hurt, his lungs hurt, his heart and mouth hurt, and his whole body ached. But at this time in front of his father-in-law's door, he didn't dare to fart. He could only say with a black face and a forced smile: "It turns out that my wife likes to collect paintings.
My husband is not very talented, but his painting skills are pretty good. I will make a painting for you when I get back."
Feng Yuran almost hated Ye Jiajia's little bitch, but due to her usual gentle and virtuous demeanor, she couldn't show her face in front of Xu Anhao, so she swallowed her anger and took him with a smile.
The ladder was handed to me and I went down the steps: "I have heard about your husband's painting skills in my boudoir, but it's a pity that I have never had the opportunity to experience them. This time I finally have the opportunity to see my husband paint. It is really an unexpected joy."
It is not easy for Xu Anhao, a poor scholar, to make achievements in poetry, calligraphy and economics. How can he have the opportunity to master other skills? His reputation in painting is not obvious at all, and Feng Yuran's words are just flattery.
Even so, Xu Anhao still felt that he had regained face, his expression improved a little, and he was willing to speak for her.
I saw him cupping his hands towards Ye Zhenzhen and saying: "My wife has a warm heart and treats others with sincerity. I have made an unintentional mistake before. Please forgive Mrs. Cui."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled faintly and said pointedly: "Of course, since Mr. Xu doesn't mind, I have nothing to mind."
Xu Anhao endured it, but still couldn't, and his face turned dark again.
Doesn't this sentence imply that he is intimidated by the power of the Yue family and is indifferent to the cuckold on his head?