After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

As the year draws closer, the weather is getting colder. There was a heavy snowfall last night and this morning the road was covered with a thick layer of white clouds.

It was already the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month. For some reason, Shang Tingli was always inexplicably timid about going to the Taifu Mansion. Before she could fully prepare herself mentally, the invitation from the Taifu Mansion arrived at Prince Ren's Mansion.

Wenhui called her to Ronghua Hall, where Ke Yishang and her brothers had already filled the room. After she sat down, Wenhui spoke and told everyone something - the sixtieth birthday banquet of Grand Tutor He would be held soon, and they would come to celebrate his birthday.

While everyone was there, Wenhui also said that she would be responsible for arranging the clothes and jewelry for the banquet. After Wenhui finished speaking, the embroiderer who was waiting in the side hall was invited to come over to measure their sizes.

He kept them for lunch and then sent them away.

Before leaving, Shang Tingli called all the sisters in the mansion to Xinyuan, and then asked Gan Tang to set up the chessboard for Xiangxi, and let Ke Yishang and the others play several games against her one by one. In the end, she was the winner. However, this did not relieve her unreasonable tension, but made her feel more invisible pressure.

As Shang Tingli was worried, time passed quickly and it was the birthday of Old Master He.

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Shang Tingli got up early, dressed, and followed Wenhui to the Taifu Mansion.

As soon as we got off the carriage, a group of people came forward to greet us.

Shang Tingli raised his eyes and looked over.

The leader was the Dali Temple Minister, the second master of the He family, He Man, a handsome middle-aged man who looked not much different from the portrait. Mrs. He stood beside He Man, and behind them were He Zhixian and He Zhiheng, the younger generation.

"Greetings, Princess Ren."

"The Crown Princess and the Princess are doing well."

"No need to be so polite, Master He."

After the greeting, He Man's gaze suddenly paused. Shang Tingli noticed someone's fiery gaze, looked over calmly, and met He Man's gaze.

He Man was extremely embarrassed as he had not expected such a sudden move. He bowed his hands to apologize to her and said, "I am sorry for my rudeness. I hope the princess will forgive me."

Shang Tingli asked in a teasing tone: "Could it be that Lord He also thinks I look kind?"

[I am very familiar with the look in Lord He's eyes. When I first met Mrs. He, she looked at me like that. And Sister He, when I first dealt with her, she said that she thought I looked very friendly.]

[There is some truth in the saying that people from the same family tend to be close to each other. 】

Wenhui and Ke Yishang couldn't help but look at Heman when they heard what he said, wanting to hear what he had to say. Their Crown Prince's Consort wasn't an ordinary person either, with such a stunning appearance, how could she look so friendly at first sight?

He heard He Man answer honestly: "To be honest, I am the only one who feels this way." He smiled and said, "Before me, has anyone else said something similar?"

Shang Tingli smiled and said, "Mrs. He said so earlier, and Sister He also said so."

He Man couldn't help but glance at his wife and daughter.

After the polite words, the He family led everyone from Prince Ren's mansion into the palace.

Everyone has their own circle. Shang Tingli was pulled away by He Zhiqi and came to a quiet pavilion.

"I myself cannot understand the matter you wrote to me about a few days ago. We can take this opportunity to have a good talk today."

He Zhiying had already prepared tea before he went out to greet the guests. He immediately poured a cup of tea for Shang Tingli and said, "Warm yourself up."

Normally, she should be very busy today, but her mother didn't want her to be tired, so she sent her here. If it weren't for the royal family members coming to visit, she wouldn't have to go out. She had already received the Princess of Rong and the Princess of Jinyang, and now the Princess of Ren was brought in, so she could talk with Shang Tingli with peace of mind.

Shang Tingli took the teacup she handed over and took a sip, looking hesitant: "The old master is not angry with me, right?"

After all, I agreed to visit him in person, but half a month has passed and I haven't received the invitation. This is tantamount to breaking an appointment.

He Zhiying smiled and comforted him: "Of course not, my grandfather is not such a petty person."

Shang Tingli breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." She sighed: "I didn't mean it, but how can I put it? I feel an indescribable timidity..."

"It's okay, relax." He Zhiqiang couldn't help but pat her shoulder gently.

Shang Tingli nodded.

He Zhixiang tactfully changed the subject: "Speculations..." She pointed her finger to the sky and whispered, "It's easy to bring disaster. We just need to wait and see what happens."

Guessing the emperor's intentions would not only bring disaster, but in serious cases it would be a matter of death. Shang Tingli understood very well, and immediately nodded his head: "Did His Royal Highness meet with you before he left?"

She thinks so.

Sure enough, she heard He Zhiying say, "The day before departure, he came to my house to find me. He told me that he was going to Shabei, and asked me to wait for him to come back with peace of mind." After saying this, her cheeks turned slightly red.

Shang Tingli didn't have the time to tease her. "It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has his own rules in mind. I feel relieved then."

No matter what the Fourth Prince wanted to do, she was not so worried with the Crown Prince stepping forward.

He Zhiying said mischievously, "Why? Are you worried about your young master?"

"what?"

Shang Tingli was stunned for a moment.

Thinking she was playing dumb, He Zhiying said, "Don't worry, Ke Yu is a capable person, you don't need to worry too much about your master."

Shang Tingli: “…”

She responded with a complicated expression: "Okay."

Worried about Ke Xingchen?

To be honest, Shang Tingli was not worried. She suspected that the turmoil in Shabei was initiated by the Fourth Prince, and Ke Xingchen was the Fourth Prince's man. The current time point was not the time of death set by the Fourth Prince for Ke Xingchen, so it was impossible for Ke Xingchen to get into trouble at this time. Therefore, she was not worried.

"I wonder if the old tutor is free now?" Shang Tingli asked. She was afraid that the other party would ask some strange questions again, so she had to change the subject.

Thinking that Old Tutor He might not be free today, she thought she would fulfill her promise another day.

He Zhiying replied: "Grandfather is very free."

Shang Tingli was a little surprised: "Today is the old master's birthday party, how could this happen?"

"Sister Tingli, you don't know that my grandfather never likes to be in a crowd. I guess he is locked in the study playing chess by himself right now."

He Zhixiang shook his head and laughed.

"..."

Shang Tingli struggled internally for a while, and after some hesitation he said, "It is better to do it now than to wait for a day. Sister He, please take me to find the old tutor."

"Okay."

In just a quarter of an hour, He Zhiying led Shang Tingli to the outside of the study of Old Tutor He.

After a while, an old man in a black cloak came out of the house. He stroked his beard and laughed heartily like a bell: "I have finally got the Crown Prince's Consort here."

When he glanced at the little girl beside his granddaughter, his steps suddenly stopped, his expression changed in an instant, and his pupils trembled slightly.

Old Master He was extremely shocked.

The girl was wearing a golden yellow dress with a jade-white bell over it. She had a pretty figure and a delicate and beautiful face. Her face was as white as peach blossoms and her skin was whiter than snow. Her almond eyes were brighter than the light of a stream. The black mole in the middle of her right cheek left a trace of ink, like a poem written in the snow, which was particularly eye-catching.

He seemed to have returned to a winter day many years ago, when a beautiful girl dressed like a butterfly was swaying before his eyes. She turned back to look at him while running forward, and her smile was as bright as the warm sun in winter.

Merlin seemed to be swaying with her silver bell laughter.

"Hejun, come and chase me, Lululu——"

In a daze, he wanted to catch up like he had done in the past.

"grandfather."

The voice of a young girl was in my ears.

Old Master He came back to his senses, nodded to He Zhiying, and then looked anxiously at the girl beside him. His heartbeat accelerated due to uneasiness. He stammered twice and asked softly: "Girl, I wonder if you..."

Tsuru Chih-kai interrupted him, not knowing what was going on: "Grandfather, this is the Crown Princess of Prince Ren."

"Grandfather knows."

"Then you..."

Old Master He was very flustered and asked anxiously, "Auntie... Princess, may I ask you a question?"

Shang Tingli could not understand the excitement in the old man's eyes, so he just said, "Ask me anything you want, I will tell you everything I know."

She always felt that the old tutor looked at her in a strange way, as if she was looking at someone through her, but it didn't make people feel disgusted.

"well."

The cloudy eyes of Old Master He were slightly moist. He asked, "Did your father ever tell you where he grew up?"

Shang Tingli was stunned for a moment, puzzled, but shook his head honestly: "My father never mentioned anything about his childhood."

In fact, ever since she could remember, neither her father nor her mother had ever talked about their past, and she only knew about them through their daily interactions.

He Zhixiang felt inexplicably worried.

Could it be...

"Go and ask the old lady to come over." Old Tutor He pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and gave the order.

After the servant behind him responded and left, he led the two girls into the study.

"I have some friendship with your father. I used to feel an inexplicable intimacy with him. Now that I have seen you, I feel even more familiar with you." Old Master He chattered as if he was chatting about family matters. "Child, is there any food that you cannot eat? For example, if you eat ground beans, will you get a rash on your body?"

Shang Tingli was a little overwhelmed by the old man's enthusiasm, but he was more patient with his elders and didn't think much about it. He just smiled and replied, "You and Sister He are worthy of being grandparents and grandchildren. Why do you think I look familiar?"

Old Master He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at He Zhiqian, and saw his granddaughter nodding at him. He couldn't help but laugh: "I guess it's fate."

"You are right. I cannot eat ground beans. I will get a rash if I eat even a little."

Although he was wondering why Old Tutor He asked these questions, Shang Tingli still answered truthfully.

"That's right, that's right. Yunfan can't eat beans from the ground. Jingjing can't eat beans from the ground. That's right, that's right!" These words sounded more like the mutterings of Old Master He.

Shang Tingli had no doubt that her father really couldn't eat beans from the ground. Her mother once said that she took after her father.

This actually surprised He Zhiqian, and she couldn't help but feel hopeful.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door, followed by the servant's voice: "Old Master, the old lady is here."