After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around (I Turned Over A New Leaf After Marrying A Sickly Lord) - Chapter 114

   Chapter 114 Trying to protect you

  The zigzag eaves of the corridor, the graceful pavilion, and the brocade of flowers made him dazed for a moment, as if time had never slipped away, as if by the gardenia tree, there was still the figure of his mother…

  Shen Yong sat in the pavilion and saw him from a distance, so he took the initiative to walk over and said lovingly, “Cheng’er is here.”

   “This Yalan Garden is still the way you left before, I wonder if you still remember it?”

  Shen Jun Cheng took a long time before returning, “It’s been too long, I’m afraid I don’t remember.”

  Shen Yong sighed, “Then do you remember the gardenia tree in the courtyard?”

   “Your mother’s favorite one was also planted by her own hands. Now, it has grown into a tree.”

   He shook his head and replied cooperatively, “Really, that gardenia is still alive.”

  Shen Yong said: “I’m alive and well, but the second uncle specially hired a gardener to take care of it. Everything has been kept as it was before. I’m afraid that when you come back, you will feel unfamiliar.”

  Shen Juncheng smiled, and there is only one place, which remains the same.

   “Uncle Lao has been bothering over the years.”

  Shen Yong waved his hand, looked at the flowers in the courtyard, his eyes were distant, “Don’t bother.”

   Only this yard is a memory that he cannot erase.

   After a few greetings, the two went to the pavilion to take a seat.

   Shen Yong invited him over this time, mainly for the banquet. He raised his hand, and the servant behind him immediately handed a box respectfully and said, “This is a gift for An An, open it and take a look?”

  Su Anan cooperated to open it and looked at it. It was indeed a white butterfly and green flower hosta, which looked quite precious.

   She politely thanked him.

  Shen Yong said: “At the time of the banquet, the maid accidentally took it wrong, and it has been verified when she came back. No, the second uncle hurriedly came with a gift and delivered it in person.”

   “An An, your cousin doesn’t pay attention to you, so don’t be angry.”

  Su Anan said: “How come, how can Anan understand the feelings of my cousin’s aunt.”

  Shen Yong smiled and praised An An for being sensible, and chatted with Shen Juncheng again.

   Mostly he was reminiscing about the past. It seemed that he was also emotional, and finally he cut to the theme and explained that today’s events were all accidents, so that Shen Juncheng should not take it to heart.

   In fact, the people in Hou Mansion were all looking forward to his return.

   This explanation is a bit far-fetched, but anyone who is not a fool can feel it through today, Liu Shi and Shen Junxu are not welcome, and grandmother.

   It’s just okay, it’s okay to be far-fetched, and he doesn’t care.

  Shen Yong still wants to play the loving second uncle, and wants to maintain the surface peace, so he will cooperate.

   Anyway, it won’t last long.

   In a performance of Uncle Ci and Nephew Xiao, Shen Juncheng left again on the grounds of physical discomfort.

   Shen Yong looked at his back and twisted his beard.

   As soon as he left the Yalan Garden, he ran into Li Ma, smiled and asked Mrs. Shizi to go to Ningxiangzhai, saying that the wife wanted compensation.

  Shen Juncheng said: “Tell my aunt, no need, the second uncle has already sent the gift, my aunt’s heart, our husband and wife already know, no need to spend any more.”

   After saying that, he left.

   Li Ma smiled a little stiffly, so she could only reply, “Yes, Prince.”

   Then he looked up at the figure of the sick child and pouted.

   Returning to Zehui Garden again, Shen Juncheng said: “If you have nothing to do, don’t go to see Liu alone.”

   Su Anan looked at him.

  How could she not see that Liu Shi wanted to invite herself over, it was fake to send something, and it was real to criticize herself.

  Jin’er’s plans were all screwed up, and she didn’t even cooperate with her. Liu Shi was afraid that there was nowhere to vent her anger, and she was just waiting to deal with her.

   However, Shen Juncheng refused to help her with a light-hearted remark.

   He continued to exhort, saying: “Liu Shi is not a good-natured person. You offended her this time, so she will think of ways to make things difficult for you.”

   “So, keep snacks for yourself and try to stay in Zehui Garden.”

“Of course, if I’m not here, don’t be afraid, she’s just an aunt, not a mother-in-law, you can do it with your face, if you have unreasonable requests, don’t worry about it, if there are really hard to handle, let Yueluo come back to me .”

   “After the moon sets, I will be your maid.”

   In the Hou Mansion, he will try his best to protect her.

   Su Anan was a little surprised, but the moonlight was given to her.

   He really keeps his promise, it’s a bit like…

   She stopped her thoughts in time, and replied obediently, “Yes, husband.”

   Shen Juncheng didn’t make a sound, and she wasn’t stupid when she thought about it, and she wouldn’t let herself suffer.

   He looked out the window, lost in thought again.

   Su Anan wasn’t disturbing him, she put out some of her odds and ends lightly.

   When Li Ma went back and said that Su Anan couldn’t come, Liu smashed the celadon vase angrily. Now even a Su Anan dares to be mad, right?

   She angrily opened the curtain, hmph, how long can you hide?

  What happened at the banquet in the morning did not wait until tomorrow, and spread in the teahouses and restaurants in the afternoon.

  Why the second room can’t accommodate orphans in the big room. On the surface, it is peaceful, but there are many loopholes in the back. At a glance, you can see that loving kindness is pretending.

   There is also the eldest son of the second room, Shen Junxu, who is arrogant, which not only violates filial piety, but also angers the old princess, which is called a vicious mind.

   The funniest thing is Mrs. Lu. That old lady didn’t even recognize her grandson. She said before that she often visits her, so she doesn’t know what her grandson looks like?

   hehe, interesting.

  The rumors are filtered layer by layer, adding oil and vinegar, and intensifying, just like an unstoppable posture.

  Before dinner, Mrs. Liu heard the rumor and threw another set of celadon vases in anger.

   It wasn’t until the maid passed the meal that she held back her anger and asked the maid to order the prince to have a meal as graciously as possible.

  The little maid retreated in fear.

  Shen Juncheng heard that he used the same excuse for thousands of years that he was unwell and did not go.

   Mrs Liu snorted, it was just right for him not to come, and ordered the maid to deliver the meal to Zehui Garden, she got up and went to the dining room.

  The usual dining table with a good atmosphere is quiet and lifeless today.

   Obviously, everyone has their own concerns.

  Shen Yong only ate a little, then put down his chopsticks. After saying goodbye to his mother, he glanced at Liu and went to the yard of the concubine’s room.

   Mr. Lu was also annoyed at Mrs. Liu, and he left without taking a few bites.

   Sanfangjia also noticed that the atmosphere was not good, and they all left with excuses.

  Tu Liu Shi was angry at a table of dishes, only his daughter and son were by his side to comfort him a little.

  Shen Junxu was a little embarrassed because he was going to Zhou Qing’s place tomorrow. After comforting his mother and having finished eating, he summoned a second-class maid who was his newest favorite to serve him.

   The maid has a delicate face, her skin can be broken by blowing bullets, and there is a white plum bead flower in her hair, which is somewhat similar to that person’s bead flower.

   He looked at the simple plum blossom and silver hairpin, and finally asked mercifully, “What’s your name?”

   Doted on a few times, but Shen Junxu hadn’t asked the maid’s name yet.

  The maid had a pair of affectionate eyes, tactfully charming, and climbed on top of him without stage fright, sat down, and said, “The slave’s name is Qiu Ju.”

  Qiu Ju, a tacky name, he didn’t bother to call it, so he turned over and pressed the person down.

  The night was quiet, only the warmth of the red tent in the spring could relieve his sorrow.

   (end of this chapter)