The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Seeing that his father looked unhappy, Jiang Yiyun stood behind the open window and whispered:

"Father, my aunt is also worried and confused. Please don't blame her. She only has you and me in this world."

Aunt Zhao's father and brother died in the war a few years ago, and the Zhao family ancestral home mentioned by Mr. Jiang San was nothing more than a few thatched huts.

No one has cared about it over the years and it has become so dilapidated that no one knows what state it has become.

"My dear husband, do you despise me?" Before Aunt Zhao could finish her words, two lines of tears fell.

Aunt Zhao frowned slightly, and her eyes were full of resentment, which made Li feel very familiar.

She threw the shrimps she had not yet peeled back into the plate, took the wet towel handed to her by Mother Xia, and looked at the family of three, feeling very annoyed.

"Aunt Zhao, I remember when we first met, you were still a heroic woman. How come as you get older, you become more and more pretentious?"

Li's tone was gentle when she spoke, and these words coming out of her mouth sounded like a teasing.

Even so, Aunt Zhao's expression changed.

Li became more and more impatient. She stood up by the table and told the servant beside her: "Put away the unfinished food."

Mr. Jiang San took her hand and said, "Wait a moment."

Li turned her head and saw the ostentatious expressions on the faces of the concubines and daughters-in-law in the room without any concealment.

In the past, when this happened, she would be scolded by Mr. Jiang San and eventually she would compromise.

Li looked up at Mr. Jiang San, and after pulling out his wrist, she said, "Both mother and daughter are there in good health. Mr. San, if you have any questions, just ask them yourself!"

Mr. Zheng San, however, pointed at the short-necked Tianzi jar on the table that no one was interested in and said, "This contains yellow wine. Aren't you going to put it away?"

When Li heard this, her eyes sparkled and she said with a smile, "Did Third Master bring this back specially for me?"

As he said this, he glanced at the concubines and daughters that the Third Master had not taken care of since he returned home. He suddenly felt that this kind of jealousy was really boring.

Mr. Zheng San coughed lightly, turned his head and said, "I brought it back because someone gave it to me."

Li traced the pottery jar with his fingers for a few times, and when he looked up again, the smile on his face faded:

"Since the Third Master has set his eyes on the Second Miss, as the legitimate wife of the Third House, I, the concubine, have two things to say to the Third Master."

Mr. Jiang nodded and sat in a chair beside the table. "You say."

However, Aunt Zhao and Jiang Yiyu in the room began to get anxious.

Jiang Yiyun's face was filled with anxiety, and his eyes revealed uneasiness. "Father, everyone in the banquet hall is celebrating Grandmother's birthday, so how can none of our Lanyuan's masters be present?"

"My dear, it's okay for Madam to dislike a concubine, but she can't affect the second young lady's future!" Aunt Zhao bit her lips tightly, her face looking very ugly.

After hearing what they said, Mr. Jiang San looked over with a hint of reproach in his eyes:

"Sister Yun, you are not the Concubine Shu in the palace. Matters of marriage are not something that a young girl like you who has not yet reached the age of marriage can interfere in."

He began to regret raising his concubine's daughter with her biological mother.

Li interrupted them and said, "Third Master, wait until I have finished speaking before you and your family continue the discussion."

Hearing his wife's words, Mr. Jiang San frowned slightly and his eyes became even gloomier.

Li didn't want to find out what she said that made him unhappy, so she said:

"First, the second young lady just said that her biological mother is still alive, and you and your daughter are the only relatives. I don't care, but it would be bad if other people in the mansion heard this."

As she spoke, Li took out a letter and placed it in front of Mr. Jiang San: "This is a letter from the second lady to Mr. Quan..."

As if he was still frightened, his face turned pale: "Fortunately, the Third Master did not agree to the Second Miss to participate in the selection of concubines, otherwise how would this matter end in the future!"

Mr. Jiang San's eyes were filled with disbelief, and he subconsciously argued for his concubine: "How is this possible? Yiyun is a girl raised in the backyard... Madam, how did you know?"

Li was too lazy to look at the expressions of the mother and daughter in the room. She stood up from the chair and looked down at Jiang Nanyi.

"You must know the handwriting of your daughter, Master San, right?"

She didn't know who sent the letter. The only people in this mansion who had connections were the Duke or Mr. Jiang Wu.

"Third Master, you should ask your concubine how she managed to send the letter." After saying this, Li left without looking back.

She didn't even look at the short-necked Tianzi jar on the table.

If the letter could be suppressed, it meant that it had not yet been delivered to Master Quan. If this concubine's daughter from the third house were to participate in the selection of concubines, she would definitely be selected.

Thinking of this, Li felt scared.

She is also going to complain to her mother-in-law. She doesn't trust Jiang Nanyiyi at all now.

Mr. Jiang Er, Mr. Jiang Si and Mr. Jiang Wu, who serve in the court, are all supporters of her eldest son in the future.

Nothing can damage the reputation of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, and anyone who affects her son's future is not allowed.

When Li arrived at the banquet hall, there were only a few young people left, including Qin Wanqing who had just married into the family.

Apparently she had been left behind to look after the children.

Qin served a piece of food to Zhu Jie'er, and when she saw Li come in, she bowed and said, "Third Aunt, what's this?"

She was a little unsure about the Third Madam's intentions, as she didn't seem to see anyone from the Third House coming to the banquet hall just now.

Li looked at the food on the table. Every dish had signs of being touched, as if someone had left in a hurry.

What's happening?

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Zhu Jieer said, "Third Aunt, His Majesty just came to celebrate Grandmother's birthday, and the adults all went out to see him off."

"Your Majesty?" Li opened her eyes wide, her nervousness making her voice a little sharp.

Zhu Jie'er was so scared that she hid behind her eldest sister-in-law. It was Qin who explained:

"Not long after my grandmother's birthday banquet started, His Majesty came with the Prince of Yan and the eldest princess to celebrate. After drinking a glass of wine, he heard that the scenery of Miaoyin Hall on the lotus pond in spring is very beautiful, so His Majesty went out to see the scenery."

The guests in the banquet hall had no time to sit still, so they all went in a grand manner to accompany the emperor.

Li only received two pieces of information from her niece's wife: the emperor came with Prince Yan.

Suddenly his legs went weak and he lost his balance and sat on the ground.

She looked frail to begin with, and at this moment, she seemed to have suffered a great shock, with tears welling up in her eyes.

Qin was so frightened that she hurried over and asked her carefully, "Aunt San, are you feeling unwell? Should I ask the servants to call a doctor for you?"

Li shook her head. She smiled with a pale face and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Qin was confused after hearing this and helped her sit on the chairs brought over by her two cousins.

Only Li herself knew how fortunate she was. After seeing the letter to Master Quan, she locked up the mother and daughter.

If Jiang Yiyu had lost his mind and done something shocking, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It was the first time that Miaoyin Hall, standing in the center of the lake, welcomed so many guests who came to enjoy the scenery.

The pier extended in several directions, and standing on it were the prominent officials and dignitaries of Shengjing City.

They were either talking in low voices or quietly admiring the scenery of the lake and mountains, but their eyes were always looking in the same direction.

Emperor Jianming stood beside the guardrail on one side of Miaoyin Hall, and the words he said made everyone feel complicated for a moment.

"Lord Jiang, I have met Madam Jiang Wu before."