Jingxinyuan.

At this time, the old lady was twisting the prayer beads in one hand and holding the ginseng soup stewed in the kitchen in the other hand.

The Buddhist beads in my hand and the ginseng soup in the bowl were both sent by the Duke's Mansion, and the quality was first-class.

If I had known that there were so many good things coming from the Duke's mansion, I should have brought Yan'er back earlier.

It also saves her from suffering outside.

The old lady drank the ginseng soup and sighed in her heart.

"Old madam, the master is here."

The little maid came in quickly and said a word of greeting.

"Ask him to come in."

The old lady put down the ginseng soup in her hand and looked toward the courtyard door.

Of course she still remembered that her son said last night that he would bring someone to her to see.

Xin Wenyuan took Gu Shuang into the Jingxin Courtyard, breaking the tranquility of the years.

The two entered the inner hall, and Xin Wenyuan introduced: "Mom, this is Gu Shuang."

Gu Shuangyingying knelt down and bowed to the old lady.

"Gushuang, a folk girl, has met the old lady."

Gu Shuang's voice was soft and gentle, giving people a soothing feeling.

The old lady waited for her to finish her salute, raised her head, and then looked at her carefully.

He doesn't have an alluring and charming appearance, but he looks very gentle and dignified, with a smile on his delicate little face, and he looks quite generous.

It's just that the red mark on his face that hasn't completely faded is a bit noticeable.

"Get up." The old lady said.

"Thank you, old lady."

Gu Shuang stood up and stood beside Xin Wenyuan, looking like a perfect match.

"Sit down first." She pointed to the seat next to her, and Xin Wenyuan took Gu Shuang to sit there.

The first impression was good, at least he was someone who knew etiquette. When Zhang came in, Xin Wenyuan had to remind him not to kneel down and even greet him with greetings.

The old lady asked people to watch the tea and asked a few questions about Gu Shuang's background.

Gu Shuang answered one by one, his attitude was humble but not humble.

She was originally an innocent girl from a decent family, but her father died early and the family had no money left, so she had no choice but to sell herself to bury her mother.

"My little girl is an embroiderer from Qinglan Embroidery Workshop. She makes a living by selling some embroidery products."

"I used to depend on my mother for life, but my mother suddenly fell ill a few days ago..."

Speaking of this, Gu Shuang looked a little sad, and then turned to Xin Wenyuan, "I thought I was helpless, but I met the Prime Minister..."

The two looked at each other with smiles on their lips, which was sweet.

The old lady's teeth ached when she saw her, "It's so pitiful, just stay in the house well from now on."

By saying this, she agreed with Gu Shuang to stay.

"Thank you, madam..."

Gu Shuang quickly stood up and was about to salute, but the old lady quickly waved her hand to stop her.

"There is no need to perform such a big ceremony. From now on, the Prime Minister's Mansion will be your home. Who would kneel here and there in their own home?"

When she said this, she even rolled her eyes at her son.

These words were said by Xin Wenyuan when she first brought Zhang into the house because she didn't know the etiquette.

Xin Wenyuan coughed lowly and saw that my mother and her beloved woman were getting along happily.

Just as he was thinking about how to mention the most important purpose of his trip, there was a commotion at the door.

"Madam, why are you here?"

"I've met Madam..."

People at the courtyard gate were still saluting, but Mrs. Zhang had already barged in with someone.

"What are you doing here? You barged in so aggressively without reporting, and you don't have the slightest bit of etiquette that a prime minister's wife should have!"

Xin Wenyuan stared at her with an unkind expression.

"I don't know etiquette, how can she, a lowly worker in an embroidery workshop, know etiquette?"

Zhang Yunhui sneered, pointed at Gu Shuang and cursed.

Gu Shuang, who was saluting her body, was stunned, his movements froze, he bit his lower lip and said nothing.

She arranged for someone to inquire about Gu Shuang's origins last night. She was just an embroiderer in an embroidery workshop, and her mother had just died.

When she was bullied, the prime minister happened to bump into her and saved her.

Bah! How could a mud-legged guy like him who crawled out of the country even think of being on an equal footing with her?

"Be polite in front of my mother!" Xin Wenyuan slammed the table and stood up, pointing at her and scolding her.

"What's the noise about?" The old lady had a headache from the noise, so she raised her crutch and knocked on the ground.

At least it was quiet for a short time, and the old lady frowned and looked at Zhang Yunhui.

"What are you doing here?"

When Zhang Yunhui was asked this question, she suppressed her anger and replied to the old lady.

"Mother, you don't know, if I don't come here again, the prime minister will make this lowly wife his equal wife!"

The old lady raised her brows. She hadn't heard about this yet, so she couldn't help but look at her son.

"Is what she said true?"

Xin Wenyuan nodded: "Mother, I really like Shuang'er and don't want to make her a concubine, so I want to ask your opinion and treat her as an equal wife."

Gu Shuang looked at the old lady with some anxiety, holding her dress tightly with both hands.

Looking at her timid eyes and her slap-printed face, the old lady probably guessed the whole story.

"Mother, have you heard that? How ridiculous is it that a concubine who just walked in the door wants to be treated as an equal wife in the blink of an eye. Is there any such precedent in the world?" Zhang Yunhui asked.

Seeing her questioning her son so much, the old lady felt a little unhappy.

"Mother, you all know that I have worked hard for this family over the years. Now he just brings a concubine into the house and wants to be on an equal footing with me. He doesn't take me seriously at all..."

As Zhang Yunhui spoke, she held the handkerchief and sobbed.

When the old lady thought about it, she realized that this was indeed the case. Just as she was about to speak, she heard someone calling from the door.

"Old madam, the eldest lady is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Nianyan stepped into the hall and saluted the old lady.

"Grandma, Yan'er made jade swallow soup and brought it to you?"

With that said, he took the porridge from Xiaozhu's hand and walked to the old lady's side before passing the food box in his hand to the servant next to him.

When the old lady saw her, she quickly pulled her to sit next to her.

The only person present who could say something fair was Xin Nianyan.

"Yan'er, you're here just in time. The woman your father brought back wants to be his equal wife. What do you think about this?"

She was asking Xin Nianyan for his opinion, and several people in the hall quickly turned their attention to Xin Nianyan.

"I asked why it was so lively today. It turned out to be because of this matter."

Xin Nianyan chuckled lightly and glanced at the people in the hall.

"Grandma, Yan'er doesn't have any opinion, but whether it's a concubine or a common wife, it just depends on the father's own wishes. As a daughter, I naturally want his best."

"Yan'er, since I brought you back, my mother has never treated you harshly and accommodated you everywhere. If you don't speak for me, why do you speak for an outsider instead?" Zhang Yunhui sobbed and stared at Xin Nianyan to complain.

, as if she was some kind of white-eyed wolf who repays kindness with revenge.

Xin Nianyan frowned and waved her hands repeatedly, "What did mother say? Yan'er didn't speak for anyone. Yan'er just felt that her father had been an official for many years and worked tirelessly for our family."

"He's not going to commit rape, murder, or arson. He's just going to marry a woman he likes. There's no need to stop him."
Chapter completed!