Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin was ordered to entertain guests from the Nie family.

But no one was seen.

Xu felt that Yan Xin was not the governor's daughter and was not worthy enough.

After Yan Xin returned, she did not tell Madam about the incident. She just used Miss Nie's excuse: "...I went shopping around and I didn't meet her."

Madam is a genius, how could she not understand?

She immediately said calmly: "Forget it."

When Yan Xin had lunch with her, she suddenly said to Yan Xin, "If you don't want to see Miss Nie, don't take the initiative to come to her in the future."

He added, "In my whole life, I have always put the overall situation first, and I have only ended up like this. Don't learn from me."

Yan Xin felt sad after hearing this.

She didn't advise Madam, nor did she think Madam was angry. She just said: "I remember it, Mother."

——Being the mistress of the Governor's Mansion doesn't have to be perfect.

If it's ten points, make it seven points. Set aside three points and be yourself.

If Madam hadn't been so aware five years ago, she would have raised a daughter-in-law who was exactly like her, with every bit of quality.

Sheng Yuanshan was very busy after returning to Yicheng and had many things to do.

Especially since Jing Yuanzhao "disappeared", many errands were assigned to his uncle.

Sheng Yuanshan came to the Governor's Mansion every morning and evening to take a walk with his wife and bask in the morning and evening sun.

In the same yard, Yan Xin was also busy and didn't run into him.

She never spoke to him alone.

On the day of the Beginning of Autumn, Yan Xin secretly cried.

This year's Beginning of Autumn was particularly miserable, more torturous than the Beginning of Autumn she had experienced in the past.

Jing Yuanzhao disappeared, and Yan Xin had to take care of his mother for him.

She had to cheer up.

The day when Sheng Yuanshan came to see her was July [-]th, ten days after Jing Yuanzhao disappeared.

The incident was still being discussed heatedly outside. This time the remarks finally affected Yan Xin.

"Is she a monster or auspicious?"

However, Yan Xin's patron, the governor's wife, did not have any doubts about her and gave her the power of housekeeping. However, the governor was wary of his wife and ignored the rumors.

When Yan Xin gets up early, she helps the director.

She is young, has a good memory, and is focused on doing things. She fills herself with housework. Sometimes the wife has to deal with a day's work, and she finishes it in one morning.

The manager showed her the accounts five days before and tentatively mentioned them once five days later. She didn't need to look through them and she could just tell the amount casually.

Her ability kept all the dozen or so old stewards around Madam in check, and no one dared to fool her.

Sheng Yuanshan came to her small building to see her.

"The eldest lady is upstairs, take a seat in the hotel seat." The maid said slightly.

Sheng Yuanshan: "What are you doing upstairs?"

"Copying scriptures in the small study room."

"I'll go take a look." He said.

He was tall and long-legged, striding upstairs.

The small building where Yan Xin lives was once lived in by Zhang Nanshu, with dozens of rooms in front and back.

Her study faces south, facing the small garden behind.

The small garden is filled with flowers of various colors, which Zhang Nanshu likes. There is also a Jiangnan waterscape with gurgling water.

Sheng Yuanshan knocked on the door.

No one answered.

He knocked again and opened the door.

The door was unlocked.

Yan Xin sat at the desk by the window, copying Buddhist scriptures seriously.

She was focused to the point of obsession.

Incense was lit on the table, which was cozy and elegant; a few lotus flowers were placed in the vase at the corner of the table, and the petals were in full bloom.

She pulled up her hair and lowered her head to write. Her dark hair framed a snowy neck, and her skin tone was almost transparent.

Sheng Yuanshan coughed.

"Get out." Yan Xin whispered.

Sheng Yuanshan retreated to the door.

An hour later, Bai Shuang went upstairs and saw Sheng Yuanshan standing at the door, but stopped talking.

She knocked on the door and called Yan Xin: "Miss, it's time."

There was movement in the room.

Yan Xin walked over and opened the door, rubbing her slightly sore wrist: "Who came in just now..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Shengyuan Mountain.

She was slightly surprised: "Uncle?"

"Are you busy?" Sheng Yuanshan smiled slightly. His eyes were quiet, as refreshing as a cold pool in the slightly dry air of late summer.

Yan Xin: "Was he uncle just now?"

"Excuse me," Sheng Yuanshan said with a smile.

Yan Xin: "I will copy Buddhist scriptures for two hours when I have free time in the afternoon. Please invite me, uncle, to have tea downstairs."

The two of them went downstairs and sat down on the sofa.

Tea was poured at twilight.

"...Why do you think of copying Buddhist scriptures?" Sheng Yuanshan asked her.

"I don't believe in Buddhism, so I don't know how to eat fast and recite the Buddha's name. I can only be sincere by copying Buddhist scriptures, so I'll try praying for Azhao," Yan Xin said.

Sheng Yuanshan's eyelashes overturned.

He slowly took a sip of tea and then said to her: "Azhao will be fine!"

The tone was extremely determined.

"I know." Yan Xin said.

"There are many doubts about this matter. Let's deal with it bit by bit." Sheng Yuanshan said, "Zhu Zhu'er, we will find Ah Zhao."

Yan Xin hummed.

"I heard from Azhao that my uncle accomplished something big this time," Yan Xin said.

Sheng Yuanshan: "I should have shared the good news with him."

"It won't be too late to tell him when he comes back," she said.

"...You seem to have changed a bit, Zhuzhu'er." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin: "You've lost a lot of weight, haven't you?"

Sheng Yuanshan wanted to say no.

It's not that she is thinner, but her temperament is more refined, making her whole person look more beautiful. A trace of sadness lingered on her brow, like pear blossoms falling under the rain.

He lowered his eyelashes and drank tea again, and the cup of tea quickly ran out.

"I sent you some fresh fruits and melons." Sheng Yuanshan said, "There are also early-blooming osmanthus flowers."

The sweet-scented osmanthus is picked and packed in cloth bags to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake; only one stick is cut off, and the flowers and leaves are luxuriant.

The servant arranged the vase and placed it on the dining table. The dining table is covered with linen tablecloth, which is Zhang Nanshu's favorite. The wind blew in from the long window, the tablecloth fluttered, and the fragrance of flowers filled the living room.

"Thank you, uncle." Yan Xin said.

Sheng Yuanshan sat down for a while, stood up and said goodbye.

"...When I was copying the Buddhist scriptures, was the host standing at the door?" Yan Xin asked Wei Ming.

Wei Ming: "Yes. I stopped him, but I didn't stop him. I also went up and told him that you still have half an hour. He just waved his hand to tell me not to speak."

Yan Xin: "I know."

She asked Mrs. Cheng to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Mrs. Cheng's craftsmanship is very good. Yan Xin gave the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to his wife to try.

Sheng Yuanshan is still with his wife.

"...I saved her once. Governor Nie and Mrs. Nie have thanked me for every little thing. As for Miss Nie, I have no idea." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin was not surprised when she heard it.

She asked Madam to try the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

The lady asked the servant to make scented tea to go with the cake.

She ate a piece and said it was delicious, but she had no appetite.

It was still difficult for her to fully recover from the blow. She didn't have a fever or stay in bed. She had already tried her best to wait for her son to come back and support Yan Xin.

If she falls, Yan Xin will be even more difficult. When Jing Yuanzhao returns, he may no longer have his place in the court, and his wife may even be driven away.

"Since you don't like it, I'll tell the warlord later and forget about it," the lady said.

Yan Xin went to visit Miss Nie, but was rejected. Madam's first impression of Miss Nie was not very good.

Sheng Yuanshan doesn't like it either, so there's no need to ask him to try it out.