Before sunset, Zhao Chen finally arrived home.

In the afterglow of the sunset, a neat farmhouse is isolated on the east end of the village, about a mile away from the nearest farmhouse.

Zhao Chen stood at the door, looking at the village with a cold and calm face.

"Young Master?" Chen Ping lowered his head and whispered.

"Move things directly to the wife's yard." Zhao Ping said authentically without looking back.

Chen Ping immediately ordered the doorman to call someone.

After entering the house three times, Zhao Ping walked backwards along the corridor and passed through the moon gate. He paused.

The yard in front of me was full of orchids. When the sun set, a woman wearing a white orchid embroidered orchid wool stood in front of the flower bed, looking down at the flowers. She faced her side, and her soft face was dyed with a faint golden halo, quiet and sweet, as if time had left no trace on her, and those heavy pasts had not affected her at all.

Just looking at her silence, no one could have imagined that this rich wife in the eyes of the people nearby was once the second girl from the Minister of Rites, once the wife of the First-Class of the Marquis of Yanping, and once... had suffered so much.

"Mom, I'm back." He called out loudly and went down the steps.

"Why did the county town business delay so late? I thought you wouldn't come back today." Ning looked up, and complained again in surprise. When Zhao Chen walked to his side, she patted his shoulder, held his arm and looked at him a few times, and said with pain: "You have been running around lately, and everyone has been tanned. Ask Mei, go and ask the water room to prepare water."

"Madam, you have given instructions early in the morning. There is always water there. You can use it whenever you want." The beautiful maid with a slender body and oval face behind her replied with a smile.

Ning smiled at her son in annoyance: "It's all about you. Okay, go and wash first, it's time to have a meal later."

"No hurry, when I came back, I took the way to Pinlanju and brought a few good things to my mother." Zhao Chen helped his mother walk into the main hall. When he entered the room, he saw Chen Ping leading five servants from the gate of the courtyard, so he helped his mother sit down. He stood aside and saw the servant put the orchid bonsai screens in the middle of the main hall. He gestured to Chen Ping with his eyes to hand the scroll in his hand to Wen Mei, and asked him to lead a few people down.

Ning's first noticed three pots of orchids, two of which were the rare fairy green cypress orchids, and the other pot was emerald green in color...

"Mom, this is the first-class I mentioned to you last year. The Zhou family's craftsmanship is indeed good. I thought I would have to wait until I return to Beijing to buy it and give it to you." Zhao Chen explained softly when he knew his mother didn't know him.

Ning was very surprised and murmured to the orchid: "Sure enough, there are people outside the people, and there are dragons and tigers hidden in small places."

Zhao Chen nodded slightly to agree, looked at the sky outside, and said, "Mom, look first, I'll take a shower, and come over later."

Ning raised his head and said as he was about to step out: "Chengyuan, your father wrote today, saying that he would come here to stay next month for a few days. He also picked you the daughters of two families for you to see. One is the girl from Li Hanlin's family, and the other is the youngest daughter of the Marquis of Hui'an. I have seen the portrait. I will show you after the meal?"

Chengyuan is Zhao Chen's name.

He didn't look back and asked only: "What did my father say in his letter? Did he choose it, the lady choose it, or the woman choose it?"

Ning continued to look at the flowers, and the corners of his lips curled up and sneered faintly: "He said he chose it himself. Just looking at the identity of the woman, it is quite suitable for your current identity. After all, you are just the eldest son of the Marquis's mansion who was not favored by his father and raised in the countryside since childhood. A real wealthy girl will definitely not look down on you."

"Mom, let me refuse, my father listens to you the most." Zhao Chen said and left.

Listen to her the most?

Ning looked at her son's back and shook her head and smiled bitterly. She just told the truth, why should the brat force her again?

If Zhao Yunting really listened to her, she would not have forced her to marry her home, nor would she be exiled by the entire clan in the Ning family. She refused to obey when the old marquis and his wife forced him to divorce her. She would rather let her pretend to die than continue to dominate her and let her be his Zhao Yunting's first wife forever. Fortunately, he was stubborn, so she could escape unscathed and take care of her son for so many years. She watched him study and practice calligraphy, shoot archery and practice martial arts, and watch him grow stronger than to be a chick like Zhao Yunting hoped to wait for him to hide.

She used to look forward to Zhao Yunting listening to her and letting her go, but now she doesn't care anymore because she has a son.

What she really wants, her son will give it to her little by little.

Just like this pot of first-class, Zhao Yunting said that he raised a lot in Xinlanyuan and just waited for his success to pick her up, but he didn't know that her son had already sent her to her first.

Of course, I still have to go back, no matter what my identity is.

She wanted to see the proud daughter of heaven who caused her entire clan to exile in order to steal a man from her.

She wanted to see her fall into the quagmire, and even the man she snatched could not save her.

"Young Master, the water is ready."

Zhao Chen stepped into the main hall, and the two big maids, Jinshu and Jinmo, prepared for him, bowed their heads and blessed their blessings together.

Zhao Chen did not look sideways and went straight into the side room.

Jinshu and Jinmo followed, and when Zhao Chen stood still, they both stepped forward and took off their clothes for him.

Zhao Chen didn't look at them in the past. For some reason today, he lowered his eyes and looked at these two maids who had served him seriously for the first time... for three years.

Three years ago, he was fourteen years old and surrounded by two other maids. He couldn't remember his appearance clearly, but he only remembered that it should be better than these two. One of them was a bit frivolous in private. Zhao Chen knew that his mother didn't want him to be distracted, so he mentioned it slightly, and his mother changed him two new ones that day.

Now these two are only considered to be of medium or superior appearance.

Jin's writing is white and clean, with a calm and steady face, and a slender figure. It seems that he has never said anything more.

Jinmo's skin was slightly dark, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. She wanted to look up at him but didn't dare. Her body was slightly taller and rounder than Jinshu.

"How old are you?" Zhao Chen closed his eyes and asked casually.

"Go back to the young master, Jinshu is fifteen." Jinshu held Zhao Chen's outer shirt and took it to one side, his voice as calm as before.

"Jin Mo is fifteen years old." Jin Mo was still taking off Zhao Chen's underwear, revealing her fair but strong chest in front of her. She immediately blushed. This is the first time the young master took the initiative to talk to them. Or is it at this time, does it have any special meaning? The wife warned them to behave properly, but if the young master took the initiative, the wife shouldn't mind, right?

Her heart was nervous and her hands were trembling slightly.

Zhao Chen felt it.

He opened his eyes, his eyes flashed over Jin Mo's face and fell to her gently undulating chest. In midsummer, he was already thin, and he was one head taller than Jin Mo. Just look like this and you could see the slightly green and full scenery of the girl inside. His throat was dry, and his desire to be provoked in the carriage floated up again. What was like inside a woman? He hadn't thought about it three years ago, and he hadn't been curious about these three years, but today he seemed to be possessed, and he suddenly wanted to know.

Seeing the man's uncovered gaze, Jin Mo's face became hotter. Even though he was willing, he was shy after all, so he quickly took off Zhao Chen's clothes, lowered his head and stood on the side like Jinshu, waiting for Zhao Chen to ask them to go out as usual. The young master took a bath and never asked them to serve him here.

Zhao Chen stood there for a moment, walked around the screen, "Jinshu went out, Jinmo stayed inside to serve."

Jin Mo couldn't help but clenched the underwear that was still carrying the man's body temperature in his hand.

"Give it to me." Jinshu whispered, and when Jinmo handed the things to her stiffly, she stepped out slowly.

The moment the curtain of the side room fell, Jin Mo's nervous heart almost jumped out. The young master was extremely handsome, both civil and military, and could do business. He could serve such a man and be his first woman. Even if he was nameless and had no choice, she would be willing...

Suddenly, the sound of water came from behind the screen. Jin Mo quickly suppressed his nervousness and shyness, lowered his head and walked towards the other side.

"No need, you can go out too."

But before she could get around the screen, she could not see the man sitting in the bathtub. The familiar cold voice came over, stopping her. Jin Mo couldn't believe it, as if the silver she had just held in her hand was suddenly taken back, "Young Master, don't you need Jin Mo to serve her?"

"No, go out."

If the previous sentence is just indifferent, this time it will be unhappy.

Jin Mo bit his lip, but he didn't dare to delay his heart. After giving the salute, he hurriedly left.

The footsteps disappeared, and Zhao Chen pounded the bathtub irritably.

It was all the blame for the farm girl named Aju, who almost made him make a mistake!

After wiping, Zhao Chen put his arms on the edge of the bathtub and closed his eyes to rest.

In summer, he was used to bathing in cold water. As soon as he entered the water, the heat in his body disappeared and some memories floated up.

He thought of Zhao Qing, the concubine's brother in the Marquis's Mansion who was only three years younger than him.

Zhao Qing's biological mother, Aunt Wan, was the eldest maid next to the lady. Before her, her father had only his mother, and the lady put some things in her father's wine, and then she successfully sent the person to her father. The father did not touch Aunt Wan again. Aunt Wan was lucky and had a son all night.

He was too young at that time and forgot whether his mother was sad, but he would worry that his father would not like him because he had an extra brother. How could his mother not be sad? So he would be happy that his father came to his mother and accompany them every night. Happy that his father still valued them the most.

Unfortunately, he couldn't keep being happy.

When he was seven years old, his family changed, his mother died of illness, and his father continued to marry the queen's most beloved granddaughter, the beloved girl in the Duke's Mansion.

Zhao Chen will always remember the scene when his father paid homage to his stepmother on the second day of his wedding.

He was a very beautiful woman. I heard that she was only sixteen years old, but no matter how beautiful she was or how compatible she was with her father, he would not call her mother.

The stepmother didn't like him either. He began to get sick and began to "cause trouble". The next year the stepmother gave birth to the second legitimate son of the Marquis' Mansion, he was framed for being unethical and his position as the prince was stripped of by the emperor. He "got to death in a daze." Seeing that the Duke's Mansion was determined to kill him, his father finally told him the truth and sent him to his mother to avoid disaster.

It turned out that my father had put a lot of effort into him and his mother.

My father was born a romantic and romantic. His stepmother met his father by chance. When he fell in love with him, he fell in love with him and refused to marry him. The Duke's Mansion had no choice but to tempt his grandfather to force his son to divorce his wife and remarry him. The Duke's Mansion was unwilling, but his grandfather and grandmother forced him to force him to divorce his wife. The Duke's Mansion outside framed the Ning family and made his mother become the daughter of a criminal minister. The mother did not have to be exiled with the Ning family as a married daughter, but this would inevitably affect his father's career. The grandfather was incompetent, and the Duke's Mansion had declined. His father was an ambitious person. He wanted the Duke's Mansion to become a nobleman with real power, but the Duke's Mansion held great power. If his father refused to divorce his wife, he would be destined to be suppressed.

My mother asked to go.

My father refused. Later, he could not bear to have his mother bullied by her in-laws or for the sake of ambition in his heart, he found a way to keep his mother away from the right and wrong place.

Over the years, my father also had an extra aunt and gave birth to a concubine.

Perhaps the mother is still the woman her father cannot let go of the most, but she is by no means the only one.

My mother's heart is as deep as the sea, and he can't see clearly. Her father has other women, so she is not sad. When her father comes to visit them, her mother will greet her without any grudges.

But Zhao Chen knew that his mother must have a hard time.

Zhao Chen still admires his father. The Duke's Mansion bullies others with his power, and his father keeps his low profile, secretly surrenders to the Ming King, and becomes an enemy of the Duke's Mansion and the Crown Prince. If things go well, the outcome will be obvious at the end of the year. Once the Ming King ascends the throne, the Marquis' Mansion will surely rise. This matter is of great importance, and the father did not tell him that he has a way to know. The father is determined to make him an obedient son, but he always has to plan for himself and his mother.

In the government, he would learn from his father's steps, and he would never learn from him in the back house. He Zhao Chen would only have one woman in his life, that is, his wife whom he married. No matter whether he likes that person or not, he would not let her experience the sufferings his mother had suffered, nor would he let his children hate him for this in the future.
Chapter completed!