Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 483: The eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family (5)

At this time, a maid came in jogging from outside the door and whispered a few words to Quemei.

When Quemei heard this, her brows instantly frowned.

After the housecleaning servants left, Quemei said to Yan Binghua, "Madam, Hongling has sent a message saying that the second young lady has handed over the cabinet pair."

Yan Binghua frowned: "What's going on?"

It was she who asked Fu Huaiying to fight for the position of mistress of the household. If she could not become the mistress of the house, how could she take care of Shu Yue's two children?

"A concubine's daughter is a concubine's daughter. Perhaps something happened to anger the old lady of the Marquis' Mansion?"

Yan Binghua ordered Quemei to find out the reason.

Yan Binghua caught a glimpse of Yan Yang still kneeling in the hall, and a look of disgust appeared on her face.

"Get out, and you don't have to come to my house anymore."

...

Fu Huaiying felt very relaxed after coming out of her mother's house, and Hongxiu, who was originally full of anger, also had a red face.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Hongxiu hurriedly asked, "Madam, can we interrogate Hongling now?"

Fu Huaiying said, "It's not the right time yet."

It’s still early, so you can go to the fan shop.

The fan shop is just a few meters away from Tianxiang Pavilion and business is pretty good.

Fans have always been a popular plaything among noble ladies in Beijing, and have even become one of the items they compete with each other for in the summer.

Especially as summer is approaching in recent days, major fan shops in Beijing have begun to promote their new products, and business is even booming than some powder shops.

The fan shop under Fu Huaiying's name is called Jinshan Pavilion. The shop is not as big as Tianxiang Pavilion, but it is also a two-story shop.

Fu Huaiying walked around the shop. The shopkeeper was receiving customers and the waiter was also quite conscientious.

After an inspection, Fu Huaiying revealed his identity and went into the inner room on the second floor with the shopkeeper.

"Before coming here, I went to other fan shops on the street. It seems that the fans sold in our Golden Fan Pavilion are similar to those sold in other shops."

Fu Huaiying said: "Whether it's the shape, material, embroidery pattern or decoration, it seems to be no different from other brands."

The shopkeeper didn't think much of it. Fans were seasonal commodities, and how much could a fan be worth?

If you spend a lot of time and effort on design, the cost will be high.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was being perfunctory, Fu Huaiying said no more and left with Hongxiu.

Seeing that I have been out for nearly two hours, if I don’t go back, the old lady will be dissatisfied.

...

After returning home, Fu Huaiying was called to Jing'an Hall by the old lady.

She was the only one in the hall, and the old lady sat on a Huanghuali wood chair with a carved dragon pattern, with a cup of freshly brewed hot tea at her side.

The curling smoke blurred the old lady's face.

Although she was called old lady, she was actually not very old, less than fifty years old.

"What's the matter, mother?"

The old lady glanced at Fu Huaiying's low-key azure skirt and said lightly, "Why did you go out for the whole afternoon?"

"The rules of the Marquis' Mansion are very strict. Showing up too much will only attract gossip."

"Mother is right." Fu Huaiying smiled slightly. "I was out checking the shop and happened to run into a difficult matter, so I was delayed for quite a while."

The old lady frowned and said, "Why go out of the house to check the shop? Just send a maid or servant or call the shopkeeper over to question him."

Fu Huaiying disagreed, but she didn't say anything.

She had not called her for this matter. The old lady did not care about Fu Huaiying's attitude. She took a sip of tea and then said:

"I came to you because of the matter of offspring."

"You've been married for five years now. Although Xun Zhi is often stationed abroad on military campaigns, he's home quite often. How come you're not pregnant yet?"

Xunzhi was the courtesy name of Zhao Su, Marquis of Dingbei.

"Now that your two children have grown up, it's time to focus on expanding the Marquis's family."

"Xun Zhi has won this battle and is on his way home." The old lady twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand and said slowly, "When Xun Zhi arrives home, you must seize the opportunity."

"Tomorrow the imperial physician from the palace will come to check Ping An's pulse. You should also come over and let the imperial physician examine your health."

...

On the way back to Hexiangyuan, Hongxiu followed Fu Huaiying and talked to her: "Madam, although the old lady is usually a bit harsh, what she said is indeed correct."

"If you want to truly gain a foothold in the Marquis' Mansion, you must have your own children."

Hongxiu curled her lips and said, "But the old lady is too partial. In the past five years, has the Marquis ever stayed at home for three or four months straight? He always comes for a few days and then leaves."

Hongxiu glanced around and lowered her voice: "Not to mention... that thing only happened on the 10th day, how can she get pregnant?"

Zhao Su, Marquis of Dingbei, was a serious and old-fashioned man who never smiled and was not interested in women.

On weekdays, most of the soldiers were stationed outside when there was a war and did not often return home. When they lived in the mansion, they seldom came to the backyard. On the day of the wedding, they set the rule of having a room together every ten days.

They only come to Hexiangyuan to spend the night on the 10th and 20th of every month.

Fu Huaiying raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "People are all made of flesh and blood, so they will naturally lean towards their own children."

Hongxiu said, "Since the old lady said that the Marquis will be returning home soon, how long will it take? Ganzhou is over a thousand miles away from the capital, and the troops will need to march for more than half a month, right?"

"Then the Marquis will be able to return home in about ten days?" Hongxiu was a little happy.

At this moment, a little girl suddenly ran out from the path in front of the two of them.

"Is Aye coming back?!"

Looking closely, it turned out to be Fu Shuyue and Zhao Su's youngest daughter, Zhao Fuyao.

The little girl was very cute, with a round face and round eyes, and her face showed her longing for her father's victorious return.

"It turned out to be the Second Miss."

Hongxiu was startled by the person who suddenly ran out, and patted her chest after seeing that it was Zhao Fuyao.

Zhao Fuyao looked at Fu Huaiying with joy and asked again, "Is Aye really coming back soon?"

Fu Huaiying looked at the girl in front of him who looked very much like Fu Shuyue, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up: "Yes, the Marquis will be back soon."

"awesome!"

Zhao Fuyao shouted into the bushes, "Brother! Mother said Aye will be back soon!"

Fu Huaiying turned his head and saw a boy in dark blue college clothes walking out from the path.

He looked very much like Zhao Su, Marquis of Dingbei, and even his facial expressions were like his father's.

Zhao Tunan, the eldest son of Fu Shuyue and Zhao Su.

He glanced at Fu Huaiying, his face expressionless. He grabbed his sister Zhao Fuyao's hand and said calmly, "Didn't Second Uncle tell us? There's no need to ask anyone else."

Fu Huaiying smiled without saying a word, just watching the words and actions of the brother and sister.

Zhao Fuyao was only five years old, and Fu Shuyue was still a baby when she died.

She was raised by the original owner, so her attitude towards Huai Ying was not as hostile as her brother Zhao Tunan.

When Zhao Tunan was talking to his sister, he didn't want to look at Fu Huaiying even once.

It was as if the person who raised them was not her.