Cheng Hua'er raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the person in front of him calmly: "I will not go back, and neither will Huan Huan."
"Oh, Thirteenth Girl. As you said, there is no problem if you don't go back, but Miss Qinghan must go back to recognize her ancestors. After all, her surname is Ling, not Cheng."
When Jinghou heard this, he grabbed the hand of the person next to him. The surname Ling is the surname of the country...
Cheng Hua'er listened to this and smiled sarcastically: "He was the one who didn't want Huan Huan in the first place. He said that as long as he kept the prince, he didn't need the daughter. Those stable women left immediately when they saw the prince was born. If it weren't for me,
Sister, I am alone, and I risked my life to give birth to Hanhan, and you will not stand here and talk about acknowledging your ancestors and returning to your clan."
Jinghou suddenly recalled what Cheng Qinghan said that night.
Concubine Cheng was born at the end of April. That was the day when the Cheng family was confiscated, and Cheng Hua'er happened to be in the Prince's Mansion!
"Thirteenth girl, if His Majesty hadn't helped you hide your name and escape to Hua County, you wouldn't be alive today. Your Majesty is getting older now, and he just wants to see the fifth princess who has been lost."
Cheng Hua'er sneered: "What did he do before the Cheng family was rehabilitated? Since he could save the fourth prince, he could also save Huanwan."
"you……"
"Okay, you go back and tell your master that my sister was cruel to him before she died. She specifically told Huan that she was not allowed to tell Huan who his father was." Cheng Hua'er trembled all over when he thought of the original scene:
"He never wants to see his daughter in his life."
Eunuch Cao wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Jinghou.
"Father-in-law, please don't be anxious. This matter has to be taken slowly. Let's go in and have a sip of tea and discuss it slowly."
Eunuch Cao also knew that there was no need to rush, so he turned around and walked in.
Jinghou deliberately took two steps behind and took the woman's hand: "He is the person in front of the emperor. Be careful if he wants to take revenge later. I know you are not afraid, but what about Huanhua?"
Cheng Huaer swallowed hard and walked in.
Yuan Qi received the news and rushed over. Before he entered the door, he saw Cheng Qinghan lying at the door.
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly walked over and patted her hand gently.
"Yuan Qi?" Cheng Qingwen turned around and said in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to find you, why don't you go in here?"
"I just saw Uncle Jing and a man talking about something, so I didn't go in."
Yuan Qi held her hand, squeezed his palm, and asked softly: "Then did you hear anything?"
"Well, I heard Aniang say that he would never see anyone in his life, and then they entered the house."
Cheng Qingwen turned her head and happened to meet his panicked eyes, and laughed softly: "Do you know something?"
Yuan Qi blinked: "I came later than you, what can I know?"
Of course Cheng Qingwen didn't believe it. Just based on Jinghou's reaction and A Niang's words, he could guess that this matter must have something to do with the original owner's biological father.
The original owner has longed for her biological father since she was a child. If it were her today, she would definitely be very happy.
"Huanhan, what are you thinking about?" Yuanqi asked, looking at her face.
"I was thinking, what would I do if someone suddenly showed up and said he was my father?"
"Then what will you do?" The look on Yuan Qi's face was very unnatural, and she always felt like she knew something.
Cheng Qingwen shrugged and said with a smile: "I want to sit down and have a meal with him, and then go back to our respective homes, as if the other person does not exist."
"Ah?" Yuanqi was a little surprised and didn't recover for a long time.
In his memory, an illegitimate daughter from Yuan's third bedroom once came to his door. After confirming her identity, his third uncle immediately recognized her and raised her in the yard together with her mother.
Cheng Qingwen looked at his expression and guessed what he was thinking.
But she is not the original owner after all. In her mind, her father is only the modern father who loves her so much that she cannot empathize with the original owner and accept another person as her father.
"Huanhan, Mr. Yuan, why are you here?" As soon as Cheng Huaer walked out and saw these two people, his face turned pale.
Before she could walk over, Eunuch Cao walked over quickly and made a big salute.
"Miss Qinghan, Lord Yuan."
Cheng Qingwen was startled by his sudden kneeling. She immediately turned around and asked the people next to her: "You people kneel down as soon as you come up. I didn't prepare any red envelopes."
Yuan Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, took out a few taels of silver from his sleeves, and handed it to him: "The New Year is over, please come up quickly."
Eunuch Cao looked at the gesture of the person in front of him and immediately understood. He stood up, turned around and saluted Jinghou.
"I will go back today. I will tell the master everything about Miss Thirteen."
After saying that, he immediately got into the carriage.
Cheng Qingwen looked at his face and guessed that the three people inside were not having a pleasant conversation.
Cheng Hua'er watched the carriage go further and further away, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huanhan, why are you here?"
Cheng Qingwen came to her senses, walked to her side and said, "I saw you haven't been back for so long, so I rushed over to take a look."
"Qiaoqiao and Lianzhi don't even look at you."
Cheng Qingwen took the woman home and said with a smile: "It would be strange if they can watch me."
Cheng Hua'er thought for a moment, yes, and then walked into the shop.
As soon as the two of them entered, they saw Su Yunwei sitting on a chair like the uncle.
"How did you come?"
As soon as Su Yunwei saw the person, she immediately walked up to him and said, "Let me ask you, do you want to make the cakes for the full moon ceremony? I made a good promise that day. You will give me an answer after you have been busy for a while. How many days has it been?"
"
Cheng Qingwen touched her nose, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
"Don't do it, my store is very busy these days."
Su Yunwei breathed heavily in her chest, and immediately pulled her and said: "You promised before!"
"You haven't come to finalize it for so long. Do you blame me?"
Su Yunwei spent a lot of effort to convince her sister to use the cakes she made at the banquet. How could it be so easy to stop making them now?
She tugged on the sleeve of the person in front of her and said coquettishly: "I don't care, you agreed!"
Cheng Qingwen immediately took a step back, frowning and pulling Yuan Qi behind him to block him in front of him.
"You must have used this trick on the wrong person. You should use it on him."
Su Yunwei didn't even look at him and said immediately: "He doesn't know how to make pastries, so what's the use of him?"
Cheng Hua'er stood aside and said softly: "Huan Huan, it's not that we can't do it. Let's get up early in the morning and make their portion first. Didn't we say fifty portions are enough?"
"Auntie, she said fifty portions of each pastry, a total of four hundred portions!" Cheng Qingwen rubbed her painful temples: "This is not a matter of getting up early, it's a matter of not sleeping at night."
"How about this? We close the shop for a day, you and Qiaoqiao make pastries, and my mother-in-law takes them up the mountain to chop firewood. What do you think?"
When Su Yunwei heard this, she immediately said: "That's okay. You have to come to the banquet with Master Yuan anyway."
Cheng Qingwen did the math and then agreed.
Of course Su Yunwei was happy and jumped back to the house.
Cheng Qinghan looked at her back and always felt something strange.
I thought about it for several days and couldn't figure out the reason.
On the day of the full moon ceremony, Cheng Qingwan got up early in the morning and made the four hundred pastries with Song Qiaoqiao.
At noon, the two of them went to the Pavilion Chief's Mansion with cakes.
After giving the pastries to the boy, Song Qiaoqiao went back first.
Cheng Qingwen walked in together with Yuan Qi, who had been waiting at the door.
After entering, men and women must sit separately.
Cheng Qingwen followed the maid to the women's seat. When she looked up, she saw Su Yunwei holding a child, surrounded by several wealthy businessmen's daughters.
She turned her head slightly, found the pavilion chief's wife sitting at the top, and walked over with the gift.
Before she could speak, the pavilion chief's wife smiled and said, "Miss Cheng, you are here too today."
"Yes, I haven't congratulated you yet, Madam."
The pavilion chief's wife smiled and said to the women beside her: "This is the Miss Cheng I have been telling you about. She is the one who made these pastries today."
The women's faces immediately showed disdain, and they looked her up and down: "Madam, you are very generous, let a maid who makes pastries also serve on the table."
"Mrs. Wang, don't talk nonsense. Miss Cheng is not a maid, she is Lord Yuan's sweetheart."
When Cheng Qingwen heard this, he immediately understood her intention, so he raised his eyebrows and wanted to see how the play would be played next.
Mrs. Wang immediately smiled, and the golden step on her head swayed with her movements: "Master Yuan has such a vision. It seems that the taste in the capital is no more than this."
"That is to say, look at the shabby clothes you are wearing. You are here for a banquet at someone else's house, and you don't even have a decent hairpin." Another woman took advantage of the situation.
The pavilion chief's wife turned to look at Cheng Qingwan, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.
I wanted to see her get so angry and embarrassed in front of everyone so that Motoqi could dump her. Unexpectedly, she was as calm as water, looking at him like a group of actors.
"Miss Cheng, everyone is joking, don't take it to heart..."
"I don't take it to heart." Cheng Qingwen calmly handed the wooden box in his hand to the person in front of him: "This is a meeting gift for the two children. I wish them to grow up safely."
The pavilion chief's wife was stunned for a moment, then took it and opened it, and everyone was stunned.
Inside are two golden necklaces, inlaid with fine Hetian jade.
The pavilion chief's wife swallowed. Just a piece of jade was worth hundreds of taels of silver.
"Miss Cheng, this gift is too expensive."
"Is it valuable?" Cheng Qingwen asked subconsciously.
The women next to her didn't know what to say for a moment, remembering that just now they were laughing at her for wearing rags.
The pavilion chief's wife quickly ordered the maid next to her: "Quickly take Miss Cheng to sit down."
"yes."
Cheng Qingwen nodded at her. After walking out a few steps, he turned back and said to the women with a smile: "By the way, the play just now was very good, but I don't know the name. Some of them are actors,
You should know the name of this play, right?"
"You dare to call us actors?" Mrs. Wang jumped up first, pointed at her and cursed.