After the marriage, I married the most treacherous minister of the dynasty

It has been less than two months since I last returned to the Su Mansion, but the attitude of everyone in the Su Mansion towards Su Qingwan has changed greatly.

Whether it was the people from the Su family or others, they all became much more enthusiastic towards Su Qingwan.

Even Old Lady Su, who had not treated her well twice before, now greeted her with a smile.

"Qing Wan is back!"

"Hurry, hurry, come over here, grandma, let grandma take a good look at you."

Old Madam Su greeted Su Qingwan warmly, as if all the previous filthiness had never existed.

Not to mention anything else, Su Qingwan admired Old Madam Su's shamelessness alone.

Outsiders don’t know and would actually think that the two of them have a deep relationship.

The whole act was done in full, and Old Mrs. Su didn't even feel disgusted, so naturally she didn't mind it either.

Thinking of this, she winked at Qinshu, and Qinshu understood and handed over the box.

"Grandma, this is a birthday gift from your granddaughter."

“May my grandmother have this day every year.”

Looking at the exquisite sandalwood box, the smile on Old Mrs. Su's face became more sincere.

"well."

She opened the box while smiling.

I heard that Eagle House has a lot of good things, and her grandson-in-law is very generous to the aunt in the mansion. On her birthday today, he must have prepared a rich gift.

Thinking of this, the smile on Old Mrs. Su's face deepened a little.

However, when she saw what was inside, the smile on her face froze.

What was in the box was not some rare treasure or beautiful jewelry, but a Buddhist scripture.

But at this moment, Su Qingwan opened her mouth and said:

"Grandma has always worshipped Buddha. This is a Buddhist scripture that my granddaughter has specially copied. I wish you good health."

As soon as Su Qingwan finished speaking, many women around her began to praise Su Qingwan:

"Mrs. Yan is really thoughtful. The old lady is really blessed."

"Yes, this scripture is so thick, it will take a long time to copy it."

“This is really well written.”

Su Qingwan accepted all these compliments calmly:

"Thank you ladies for your compliments."

"Grandma is old, so her health is naturally the first priority. Besides, she has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, and doesn't like vulgar things. After thinking about it, I still think this kind of gift is the most appropriate."

"I just hope my grandmother can live a long life."

When Su Qingwan said this, naturally there was another round of praise.

Qinshu, who was standing by, felt a little guilty. She had taken the young lady's handwriting and spent ten taels of silver to have a poor scholar copy it for her.

She also didn't expect that the young lady would send such a gift.

Mrs. Su could hardly hold back her smile, but she could only follow what those people said:

"Yes, Qing Wan has always been the most thoughtful."

Seeing Old Madam Su looking aggrieved but unable to vent her anger, Su Qingwan felt relieved.

Who makes them always care so much about face?

You have to be both responsible and independent, so just accept it.

Soon, what happened in the backyard also spread to the male guests.

Yan Ming had never expected Su Qingwan to be so decisive. He was stunned for a moment before saying:

"She stayed up late for many days to copy scriptures, saying she wanted to give her grandmother a surprise."

Su Yucheng naturally knew that these words were false. He now knew his daughter well. Her grandmother had made things difficult for her many times before, so how could she sincerely copy Buddhist scriptures for her?

However, they are all people who are in the spotlight, so they see everything but don't say it out loud.

He also wanted to save face. With so many people watching, he could only say:

"My eldest daughter has always been the most filial."

"Yes, Madam often talks about her father-in-law at home."

Yan Mingjue raised his glass and said:

"I offer a toast to my father-in-law."

When Su Yucheng saw the wine glass being hit in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. He felt that there was something else behind Yan Mingjue's words.

Could it be that he knew that the false accusation was related to him?

Su Yucheng felt a little uneasy.