When Chu Qianchen saw Aunt Jiang crying in the rain, she felt distressed and wanted to coax her to show her face, but now she only feels annoyed and hypocritical.

She had heard too much in her previous life for such words.

Chu Qianchen didn't even raise his eyebrows and directly interrupted Aunt Jiang: "Auntie, don't cry anymore. I won't go back to my house, so as not to be killed suddenly. It's better to stay in the village."

Hearing the word "sudden death", Aunt Jiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and crystal tears were hanging on her long and curled eyelashes.

The lady outside the pavilion naturally heard this and looked a little embarrassed.

She also knew that Chu Qianchen would say "sudden death" as soon as he opened his mouth, and was deliberately saying it to herself and Chu Lingxiao, and was stabbing them with words.

This time she came to Yanghezhuang, she specially brought Aunt Jiang with her. In fact, she hoped that Aunt Jiang, her biological mother, could persuade Chu Qianchen to let this girl go back to the Marquis' Mansion with them. Now it seems that it is a waste of effort.

Chu Lingxiao pulled the corner of his mouth sarcastically, not saying anything.

He had already told the lady that Chu Qianchen was simply a heartless ungrateful wolf.

She had no Chu family or parents in her heart, only her own interests... That's why she pleased Shen so much. To put it bluntly, Shen was her legitimate mother, and Shen had the Duke Mu's mansion as her backer.

Aunt Jiang picked up a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and choked sadly and said, "Sister Chen, I know you are blaming me, so that's why I said that."

"The emperor's marriage edict will bring you a difficult situation, not only will your father and grandmother make things difficult, but I will also make things difficult for you."

"If so, I would love to have suffered it on your behalf..."

Aunt Jiang looked like she "wanted to suffer on behalf of Chu Qianchen". Her loving motherly heart really made those who hear it sad and those who see it moved.

However, the word "has been received" was not very comfortable when he heard Chu Qianchen's ears.

She had been as calm as water and changed her face slightly.

To her, the prince is the most important person. She cannot allow anyone to say that the prince in this tone, even her own mother cannot do it!

"Auntie, you are so presumptuous."

Chu Qianchen's tone was slightly cold, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he shot straight at Aunt Jiang.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Aunt Jiang's pretty face froze, tears slid from the corners of her eyes again, and she looked at Chu Qianchen with a wounded face.

Her eyes full of tears seemed to be able to speak, so weak and pitiful, Chu Lingxiao felt very distressed.

"Minshan." Chu Lingxiao ignored the pain in his body and stepped forward and gently hugged Aunt Jiang, and softly coaxed her.

His eyes when he looked at Chu Qianchen were full of hatred, and he really regretted that she did not strangle her to death when she was born.

The lady said it was not good, for fear that her son would mess with Chu Qianchen if he said something wrong.

"Sister Chen." The grandmother said before Chu Lingxiao, walked into the pavilion, and sat down next to Chu Qianchen.

Seeing that the Biluochun she prepared was finally handy, Amber served tea to the lady with ease and quick hands. She was very courteous and could not make any mistakes.

"I heard your father say... Hey, you have a deep misunderstanding of your father." The lady's tone was a little sigh, a little pity, and a little emotion, "Your father thought it a little wrong for a moment. He was wrong. He also learned a lesson this time."

"Of course, the Marquis' Mansion will not abandon you. If there is anything, my grandmother will make the decision for you."

The grandma looked at Chu Qianchen with a gentle look, and her tone was sincere and loving.

Chu Qianchen was indifferent, drinking tea on his own without answering the conversation.

The lady was not in a hurry, observing Chu Qianchen's expression change, and continued, "Sister Chen, after you get married, you are a concubine daughter. If you want to gain a foothold in the Prince Chen Mansion, you have to rely on the Marquis' Mansion. The mother's family is the trust of the married daughter. Don't do anything to vent your anger for a moment."

"There will be a long time in the future, so you should look at it for a long time."

"It's only one month before the wedding period. After you return home, you still have to prepare a wedding dress and a dowry."

The lady moved her with emotion and understood her with reason.

She believed that Chu Qianchen was not the elm-head who was incompetent and worldly affairs. As long as she carefully analyzed the interests with her, she would understand what choices she made would be the most beneficial to her.

In this world, in addition to blood and family affection, more are interests.

Chu Qianchen listened quietly for a moment, and it was not until the grandmother talked about the dowry that she reacted a little. While rubbing the teacup, she asked, "What kind of dowry is grandmother planning to prepare for me?"

Seeing that Chu Qianchen finally reacted, the lady secretly breathed a sigh of relief: As long as Chu Qianchen was not stubborn, they could coax the girl back to the Marquis's mansion. After all, this girl just wanted to ask for a good dowry.

Alas, although she is a little smart, she is still young and has a shallow vision. No wonder she always slapped her mother and fourth brother like a pug.

No matter what he thought, the lady looked gentle and kind on her face, coaxing Chu Qianchen and said, "Sister Chen, you will be the princess in the future. She is the best-married daughter of the Chu family. The dowry is a good example compared to your elder sister."

The lady thought that every girl was very proud of her. The Chu family promised to give her such a glory that only a legitimate daughter could have, and she should be content.

"Mom!" Chu Lingxiao couldn't believe his ears and blurted out. Mother is so generous to this girl!

Aunt Jiang opened her eyes first, then lowered her eyes.

When the wind blew, the shadows of the trees swayed, casting a shallow shadow on Aunt Jiang's gentle and beautiful face. The eyes washed by tears were as dark as a pond.

"Madam, I know that you love Sister Chen and have a kind heart." Aunt Jiang rubbed the veil with white fingers, feeling a little embarrassed, and said timidly, "The Marquis' Mansion has the rules of the Marquis' Mansion. If you break the rules alone for Sister Chen, will you..."

"Rules are determined by people." The Grandma said decisively.

Aunt Jiang bit her lower lip delicately, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Chu Qianchen's lips bent, revealing a pair of shallow dimples, and said naturally: "Grandmother, according to the mansion, the eldest daughter's dowry was given 20,000 taels of silver."

According to the customs of the mansion, the eldest daughter, other legitimate daughters and concubines have different dowry rules, and the eldest daughter is the best.

Chu Qianchen smiled like a flower and continued with a smile: "Grandma, I'm going to get married soon, it's only one month before the wedding date. I don't need you to prepare any dowry, just turn it into silver."

"This is good, and the money is the most real, so that no one will use inferior products as good products when purchasing, or 'change the orders every day'."

She deliberately amplified the volume on the four words "change the orders every day".

It means that they have an idea every day. Yesterday they wanted her to die suddenly. Today they changed their minds and planned to take her back home and promised her 20,000 yuan in dowry. So tomorrow, they can regret it again and reduce her dowry.

"..." The Madam's face was slightly stiff.

She originally wanted to use the 10,000 taels of dowry from her legitimate daughter to coax Chu Qianchen first, and then go back to talk about the rest, but unexpectedly, Chu Qianchen said 20,000 taels at the beginning, and he directly asked for cash.

Chu Qianchen took a sip of tea gracefully, "Grandmother, I'm going to marry into the prince's mansion at least!"

From beginning to end, Chu Qianchen kept smiling as if she was just asking for some makeup money.

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The grandma, Chu Lingxiao and Aunt Jiang were both shocked by Chu Qianchen's lion's mouth.

Especially Aunt Jiang.

Aunt Jiang stared at Chu Qianchen with deep eyes, and the handkerchief in her hand was almost rubbed by her. The incident of the day when Qinghuiyuan was running away quickly flashed in front of her eyes like a lantern.

That day, she realized that Chu Qianchen seemed to be very different from before, but Chu Qianchen has been filial and obedient to her for the past ten years. She only thought that Chu Qianchen had just thought it was a little bit wrong and would be better in a few days.

At this moment, she was convinced that Chu Qianchen had indeed changed...

After a brief shock, Chu Lingxiao came back to his senses and was furious.

"Twenty thousand taels?" He said gritting his teeth, and almost sparked from his eyes staring at Chu Qianchen.

Chu Qianchen had the courage to speak out!

He subconsciously raised his crutch again, trying to hit Chu Qianchen.

Chu Qianchen curled his lower lip with a smile and reminded casually: "Father, if you make trouble, you will never be able to live without a crutch in this life."

Others may not be able to see it, but Chu Qianchen is a doctor, with his eyes stingy, and he can see that Chu Lingxiao's left foot is even worse.

Chu Lingxiao's left script was just a little lame, but he didn't care about his injury and was just trying to do anything else. This time he was punished by the emperor again. Under the stick, he was inevitably beaten to his injury, and his leg injury was naturally even worse.

Chu Lingxiao originally felt that his buttocks were so painful. After Chu Qianchen said this now, his attention was returned to his legs, and he felt that his injured leg started to hurt again.

The pain was so harsh and hard to bear.

The lady also looked at Chu Lingxiao worriedly, then she noticed that her son had been standing with a cane and said with pain: "Lingxiao, sit down quickly. How do your legs feel? Is it hurt again?"

Chu Lingxiao just got beaten to the board today and couldn't sit down at all, but his legs were not well maintained, and it was even more inappropriate to stand. The servant could only put a thick and soft cushion on the chair. Aunt Jiang personally helped Chu Lingxiao sit down.

For Chu Lingxiao now, sitting was like a torture, which made his facial features twisted and his teeth grinned.

Aunt Jiang comforted her softly beside him, soft and considerate.

The Grandma and others all surrounded Chu Lingxiao, asking about his well-being, and hurriedly asked the manager in the village to invite the doctor.

Chu Qianchen ignored this and drank the new tea that Amber had just served. Whether it was the action of picking up the tea cup or brushing off the tea leaves with the tea cover, it was so elegant, as if measured with a ruler.

The elegant tea fragrance mixed with the rich fragrance of flowers spreads in the pavilion.

Chu Qianchen praised casually: "Amber, your skill in making tea has improved."

"Miss Thank you for your praise." Amber was blessed with joy, with a bit of flattery.

The master and servant were smiling and laughing, in sharp contrast with the surrounding ladies, Chu Lingxiao, Aunt Jiang and others. It seemed that there was an invisible barrier that separated such a small pavilion into two worlds.

Aunt Jiang bowed and pressed the acupoint for Chu Lingxiao, while quietly looking at Chu Qianchen, and a little baby girl in a cradle appeared in her mind.

Nearly fourteen years have passed, and the appearance of the little baby girl is still deeply engraved in her memory.

The little baby girl had a peaceful sleeping face, her long, thick eyelashes were like a comb, her slightly red skin was delicate and flawless, and her lips were like tender flowers, as if they would break when touched.
To be continued...