People learn to grow up after losing their support, and Zhu Fengfeng is no exception.

Without the old man to support them, Zhu Fengfeng learned how to housekeepers and how to integrate into the circle of the imperial capital, and how to learn how to be the mistress of the Wen family in the fastest time.

"You have become more and more noble ladylike in the past two years. If you didn't know that you grew up in Nancheng and are younger than me, judging from your demeanor, I would have thought you were the noble lady who was trained since childhood and had been through the inner hut for a long time..."

Time flies so fast, Wen Qianqian's children can already make soy sauce, and Zhu Fengfeng's two children, Xinning, has already gone to elementary school this year, and Nuannuan also has a large number of supporters in kindergarten.

"Not as exaggerated as you said. I'm just a flirting with Dong Shi, and I can barely get a problem."

He took off the fur shawl and handed it to Huo Tiantian. Zhu Fengfeng held the teacup and took a deep breath, only to feel that the cold air on his body was not that heavy.

As for the Huo sisters, after discussion, Huo Tiantian was in charge of the inner and the old housekeeper to learn to manage the back house, and Huo Jingjing was in charge of Cui Yuxuan. Both of them were Zhu Fengfeng's right-hand men. However, these two sisters were not young but were not interested in the relationship between men and women, which really gave Zhu Fengfeng a headache.

"If you just don't get a problem with others, most of the emperors are unqualified. In our Wen family, I have only seen the original aunt with this kind of aura."

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. Wen Qianqian is just a comparison, but Zhu Fengfeng's heart is not right.

"Miss Wen's family? I have never seen it before. However, I heard that my mother-in-law is the daughter of a boudoir influenced by a truly scholarly family. She is a rare talented woman in the imperial capital. Is that lady actually better than her mother-in-law?"

"Miss Wen's family? I almost thought you were talking about me... The eldest aunt is indeed a rare and talented and beautiful woman. As for the eldest aunt, the eldest aunt in my impression is a gentle and quiet woman, graceful and graceful, but lacks momentum."

"Is that true? Then what about the Miss Wen you mentioned? Later? Did you get married?"

Although she had not witnessed the secret that was despised by the world, when she thought of Wen Jing's ten-year pain, she could not have a good impression of Miss Wen, who was praised by Wen Qianqian.

"No, the matter of the eldest aunt is a family taboo, and no one dares to mention it in front of grandpa. I remember one year during the Chinese New Year, a new aunt who came in accidentally mentioned the eldest aunt. My brother didn't know why, but broke the incense burner for sacrifice. Grandpa drove the aunt out directly..."

The reason why she remembered that was because it was the biggest impact on her status after she became Mr. Wen’s most beloved granddaughter.

At that time, she was still a child and was curious about her new bride. As soon as she was about to speak, she met her cold eyes like her grandfather.

At that moment, she felt like she was being held back by someone and couldn't make a sound. Her whole body felt like she was falling into an ice cave. It was not until the aunt was driven out that the cold sweat on her back dared to shed.

Wen Qianqian had no doubt that if she really dared to speak for that aunt at that time, she would be the next person to be kicked out.

"Is that true?" Wen Qianqian's assumption Zhu Fengfeng didn't care. What she cared about was that Wen Jing, who was still young and energetic at that time, did not know how to restrain his emotions, was cruelly torn open his wounds in front of everyone, feeling the bloody and bloody feeling. How sad was he?

"I'm serious, that aunt's temperament is really noble. You have a bit of that momentum now..."

"You are wrong, Qianqian, the queen and the princess will never be the same. I am the mistress of the Wen family and the unique mistress of this old house."

"Ah?" Although he didn't understand why, Wen Qianqian also felt Zhu Fengfeng's dislike for the eldest aunt and opened his mouth, and did not disturb her anymore.

"What's wrong? Who is upsetting you?" Wen Jing came back in the evening, with a slight smell of alcohol, but it did not prevent him from realizing the girl's subtle mood today.

"It's nothing, I'll go and let you water."

"Baby? What's wrong? The housekeeper said you didn't have much appetite after you came back from the banquet today. What did someone say at the banquet?"

Today is the birthday party of a respected old man from the imperial capital. They were originally going to go together, but Wen Jing delayed something and did not send her back.

"No... Qianqian said I am getting more and more powerful than that Miss Wen..."

"Don't pay attention to her, you're fine, you don't need to care about those."

"I'm just angry. Why? Why did she surpass her mother-in-law? Even if she is extraordinary, she is still not..."

Wen Jing's face suddenly became cold, and Zhu Fengfeng did not say the last few words.

"At the beginning, the old man really spent a lot of effort to cultivate her. In that era when communication was not fast enough, she really called a famous Shuyuan."

"Brother Jing, tell me about my mother-in-law."

Wen Jing has gradually emerged from the shadow of the beginning, but no one knows what step he really has reached, except himself. Zhu Fengfeng then carefully tempted.

"My mother is a very gentle person. In terms of personality, she is more like a gentle and gentle person raised by Jiangnan Water Town. In my impression, I have hardly seen my mother blush with others, and my relationship with my father has always been envied..."

"In fact, even if the original thing didn't happen, the mother might not be able to bear the burden of the mistress of the Wen family. The mother's personality is too weak and is only suitable for Xiaofu family to take care of her husband and children, and to be in line with the case. There are too many pickled houses in the Wen family, so it is difficult for the mother to do it well..."

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he has to tell himself the reality clearly.

"So that's it..." Wen Jing's tone was calm, and he could not see the indignation and resentment he mentioned when he mentioned the past. Zhu Fengfeng breathed silently.

"Okay, all these have passed. I have you now, my son and daughter, and I will not be affected by the past. My mother will be happy if she has a spirit in heaven. I don't have to be so careful in the future."

It was not that he didn't know the little girl's nervous and worried, but it was because she knew it was even more heartwarming.

"Well, I'll go and put bath water for you..."

"Don't worry, wash together later."

"??!!" However, the slightly sober person would not give her time to understand. When she realized that she had been buried in the soft mattress, and her body was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of wine...

The night is still long, and no one has to eat and drink enough before he can stop. When Wen Jing finally had an intermission, Zhu Fengfeng didn't even have the strength to turn over, let alone go to the bath water.

"I'm already a mother of two children, why are you still so shy?"

"You still say, go out!" He was obviously angry and venting his anger, but Zhu Fengfeng didn't know. She had a slightly red eyes and a hoarse voice, and there was a bit of a difference in style. Wen Jing's fire that had just disappeared was stirred again...
Chapter completed!