Soon, the carriage arrived at Liu Mansion.

At the door, Zhao Wanyan and her servants were waiting early. When they saw the visitors, they stepped forward to greet them with a kind face: "I've been waiting for you to come back."

Liu Yueru looked gloomy. If her mother had not been in frail health, now would have been the time for her to enjoy her old age.

Her mother was unlucky and passed away early. Zhao Wanyan was the most dormant among her father's concubines. No matter what happened, she could always deal with it calmly. During all these years in charge of the Liu Mansion, nothing inappropriate had ever happened.

Therefore, her status in the mansion became increasingly prominent.

"Mother." Liu Yueru came back to her senses, lifted the curtain and called out to Zhao Wanyan lightly.

Song Nanzhiman got off the carriage at the back and came to Liu Yueru's carriage. He stretched out his hand to help her get off the carriage: "Madam, go slowly."

Liu Yueru was slightly stunned. If it were in her previous life, she would definitely be moved by her husband's thoughtfulness and consideration.

But now!

Such hypocritical behavior made her feel sick. She knew very well that Song Nanzhi was only trying to gain the reputation of a good son-in-law in front of his father and elder brothers so as to pave the way for himself in the future.

The memory of her tragic death at his hands in her previous life was still fresh in her mind, and Liu Yueru's eyes were cold.

"No need." After saying that, he extended his hand directly to Mother Yan who was watching on the side.

Song Nanzhi's face suddenly turned dark, and he was immediately filled with anger.

It’s just that it’s not easy to show it in the Liu family.

After the little ones got off the carriage and bowed, they followed the butler to the inner hall.

Today happened to be the day off for her father and brothers. Liu Yueru brought Song Yiyan to the inner hall and saw her father sitting on the high chair and chatting happily with her brothers.

My father is still young and vigorous, and full of integrity.

The eldest brother Liu Fufeng has a cheerful and heroic personality. He is now a first-rank general and a leader among military officers.

The second elder brother, Liu Zimo, was the prince's companion in study. He became a Jinshi at a young age, and was appointed as the superintendent of academic affairs at the Imperial College. He was also a disciple of Liuyi Jushi.

They all had bright futures, but because they let wolves into their homes, Song Nanzhi and the traitors jointly accused them of treason and killed them tragically.

Reliving her life again, Liu Yueru looked at the people in front of her, arguing with each other and the prosperous and bustling Liu Mansion, and her eyes became red.

"Father."

"Big brother."

"Second brother."

Liu Yueru controlled her emotions and did not allow herself to cry.

Liu Zhengtang waved his hand to tell Liu Yueru not to be so polite.

Liu Fufeng was the first to stride towards Liu Yueru. Seeing that her eyes were red, he thought that she was wronged in the Marquis' Mansion, and glared at Song Nanzhi who was not far away without any hesitation.

When he spoke to Liu Yueru, he tried to be as gentle as possible and said, "It's okay. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell me, I won't break half of his leg."

Liu Zimo also noticed that something was wrong with Liu Yueru's expression. This sister, who had always been humble, well-educated and well-mannered, now had red eyes when she saw them in the mansion. Could it be that the Marquis's Mansion had suffered a great injustice? This would definitely not happen.

He walked forward and gently rubbed her head and said in a warm voice: "You are already a mother, but you are still so crybaby."

Song Nanzhi stood aside, feeling helpless and angry. He had never felt that he had treated her unfairly, and seeing her like this made him even more angry.

He secretly reached out and pushed his son beside him.

Song Shijin understood, and happily jumped in front of Liu Zhengtang, bowing in a well-behaved and sensible manner: "Grandfather, mother is just like Jin'er. We miss you after not seeing you for a long time."

Song Shijin has been the center of attention in the mansion since he was young. His round eyes are lively and energetic, and his eyebrows and eyes are becoming more and more similar to Song Nanzhi's handsomeness.

Liu Zhengtang happily invited him into his arms and scratched his nose with his hand: "Grandfather also misses you, a clever little guy."

Liu Yueru glanced at Song Yiyan, who was behaving well beside her, and felt a little sour in her heart.

"Brother Yan, come here too. Grandpa will take a good look at you to see if you have gained weight." Liu Zhengcang called Song Yiyan to his side.

After Song Yiyan paid his respects to the elders in the hall, he happily came to Liu Zhengtang.

Song Shijin looked at Song Yiyan who was also embraced by his grandfather, and felt unhappy in his heart.

Take out the silver needle hidden in your cuffs from where no one can see...

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