Chapter 466: How can there be any respect between uncle and sister-in-law!
Chapter 466: How can there be any respect between uncle and sister-in-law!
On the first day in Jincheng, the group took a break.
Ling Jinlan also delivered the gifts he brought from Kyoto.
After all, it was their first meeting, so she had prepared all the gifts, all of which she had carefully selected.
Even the servants in the mansion had small items such as embroidered handkerchiefs and sachets brought from Kyoto.
For a time, everyone in the mansion praised Ling Jinlan highly.
Xiyuanli.
Aunt Du sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the exquisite jewelry in the brocade box, not knowing which one to wear.
At this time, Qin Xian walked into the room and was about to share the gift Ling Jinlan gave him with her, but he saw her dressing up in front of the bronze mirror.
He hurried forward, picked out a gold hairpin, and put it on her personally.
"This butterfly gold hairpin suits you, it's gentle and elegant." Qin Xian leaned over and looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, his eyes full of tenderness.
Du Wanyun stroked the gold hairpin and asked, "Wouldn't it be a bit too conspicuous for me to wear this? If the princess saw it, she would definitely not like it."
As she said that, Du Wanyun wanted to take it off.
Qin Xian grabbed her hand and stopped her from taking it off. "As long as I'm happy, it doesn't matter whether the princess is happy or not."
Du Wanyun gave him a reproachful look and gently slapped his hand away.
He still took off the gold hairpin and put it away.
"Jinlan is quite a person. The gifts he gave were all valuable, and he's not as difficult to get along with as the princess said."
Qin Xian picked up the jade pendant at his waist and said, "Yeah, I don't think Sister-in-law Jinlan is difficult to get along with. I don't think she would be satisfied with any other daughter-in-law."
"Because she and her eldest brother were forced to separate for many years, and now they are getting married without her consent, in her eyes it's like her son was taken away from her."
"Listen to what she said at the dinner table. She looked down on Sister-in-law Jinlan. It's just that Sister-in-law Jinlan has a good temper."
Du Wanyun's eyes were deep and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
"If that's the case, then I should wear this golden hairpin."
As she spoke, Du Wanyun opened the brocade box again and put on the gold hairpin. Qin Xian smiled and helped her put the hairpin in the right position, "That's right."
"You are at the age of beauty, and you should wear the most beautiful red hairpin."
Being stared at by Qin Xian, Du Wanyun showed a trace of embarrassment on her face.
……
Qin Xian arranged to go to the opera in the evening, and he would have dinner when he came back from the opera.
Just when Jiang Ningwan and the others had packed up and were ready to leave.
Ling Jinlan was called away by Princess Rong.
Princess Rong sat upright on the chair, looking at Ling Jinlan who was dressed so beautifully, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her brows.
He put the teacup down heavily.
"Where are you going dressed like this?" Princess Rong asked dissatisfiedly.
Ling Jinlan: "Ah Xian said he would take us to see an opera."
Princess Rong's expression changed, "Ah Xian, Ah Xian, you're calling me so affectionately!"
"There's no sense of propriety between uncle and sister-in-law!"
This made Ling Jinlan's heart tighten. "Mother, are you overthinking it? Ah Zhao also calls Ah Xian the same way. He just treats him as his younger brother."
"Besides, when we went to the opera, Ah Zhao was there, as were my sister and brother-in-law. It wasn't just Ah Xian and I."
After hearing her explanation, Princess Rong angrily scolded her, "You're as docile as a cat in front of them, but in front of me, I say one thing and you have ten more to say!"
"I was just reminding you to be more sensible and avoid gossip, but you came back with so many retorts."
Ling Jinlan didn't know how to explain it.
"Mom, I was just worried you might misunderstand, so I explained a few more words. I didn't mean to contradict you."
The reason for returning to Liyang this time was, firstly, that my sister and brother-in-law wanted to investigate Qianqiuzui, and secondly, that Azhao came back to visit relatives.
Their family was finally reunited, and she hoped that this trip would leave Azhao with no regrets. She also didn't want to ruin their relationship, so she didn't want to have any disputes with Princess Rong and make things difficult for Azhao.
But she couldn't change someone who was already prejudiced against her.
Princess Rong still did not look happy.
He said coldly: "Okay, I won't waste my words with you."
"You can't go out. I have to cook tonight. What about the whole family's meal? Can I cook it all by myself?"
"You and Huaizhao have been married for so long, and you're still so naive. Even if you can't cook, can't you lend a hand?"
"You only know how to have fun!"
Ling Jinlan felt a little aggrieved, but didn't say anything more. He nodded and said, "Yes."
"Then why don't you change your clothes quickly? Is this something you can wear to work? We in the Prince Rong's Mansion are very frugal. I've told you this rule more than once!"
"Yes."
Ling Jinlan then left and returned to her room dejectedly to change her clothes.
Several people were still waiting in the carriage outside Prince Rong's Mansion.
Jiang Ningwan lifted the curtain and took a look, "Why hasn't Jinlan come yet?"
Qin Xian looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late. The show is about to start. Why don't we go first?"
"Should I ask someone to take my sister-in-law over?"
Qin Huaizhao thought about it and felt a little worried that Jinlan had been gone for so long. "I'll go find her. You guys go first. I'll bring her over later."
Jiang Ningwan and Qin Shuangchi looked at each other, but they were not in a hurry to watch the show.
"Then wait a little longer, I'll go take a look too."
Afterwards, they had no choice but to get off the carriage and return to the mansion.
Qin Huaizhao looked around but couldn't find Ling Jinlan.
After asking the servants, I found out that Ling Jinlan went to the kitchen to help.
When he arrived at the kitchen, it was sweltering with heat. The servants were busy at work, and Ling Jinlan was chopping vegetables nearby. "Jinlan?"
The moment she heard the shout, Princess Rong snatched the kitchen knife from Ling Jinlan's hand and started cutting herself.
He looked up and said, "Huai Zhao, didn't you go to the opera?"
Qin Huaizhao ran over quickly and frowned when he saw Ling Jinlan's outfit. "Why are you in the kitchen?"
"Mom has to cook herself tonight and she's too busy, so I'm here to help." Ling Jinlan looked natural and didn't show any dissatisfaction.
"You go with my sister and the others. They are still waiting. Don't miss the time."
Ling Jinlan said as he pushed Qin Huaizhao out.
Qin Huaizhao's mind was as clear as a mirror. He grabbed Ling Jinlan, untied her apron, and tied it around his waist.
"You're right. Mother is too busy to handle everything by herself. As a son, how can I not show my filial piety and not go to the opera?"
As he said that, he walked forward and started to work.
This frightened Princess Rong, and she quickly stopped him, "Huai Zhao, how can a grown man like you do this kind of work!"
"Jinlan, just stay and help me. You can go to the opera. This is your first time in Liyang, so take this opportunity to see more."
Qin Huaizhao continued picking vegetables without stopping. "Jinlan is also in Liyang for the first time. She is so filial. How can my son be worse than her?"
"Mom, I'm here to help you."
Princess Rong tried her best to stop him, but she couldn't stop Qin Huaizhao at all. "There are many people in the kitchen. We don't need your help!"
"Jinlan is a woman. She has to learn these things when she marries in! Otherwise, how will she serve you in the future?"
Qin Huaizhao said firmly, "If I have to ask her to serve me in everything, then the servants in the mansion will have nothing to do, right?"
The servants in the kitchen all looked over.
Princess Rong was choked, "You..."
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