The Prime Minister's delicate wife can control her husband

"Qin'er, Third Uncle didn't say it was you, don't wrongly accuse Third Uncle."

Yan Laosan hurriedly shook his head and denied the connection.

"Grandpa really isn't me, it's her!" Yan Qin pointed at the beautiful woman in Yan Sheng's arms.

"Dad, you have to believe me! Qingwen was there at the time. If you don't believe me, you can ask Qingwen."

"Qingwen, tell me what's going on?" Boss Yan asked in a threatening tone.

Qingwen knelt on the ground, not daring to look him in the eyes and fell silent.

When Zhang Jiaoniang saw Qingwen's situation, she immediately lay on the ground and cried loudly, looking like a scoundrel. She pointed at Yan Qin and shouted:

"You broke into my new house and destroyed my house decorations. It's you."

He fainted immediately when he was so excited.

Yan Sheng pointed his cane at Yan Qin and said, "Whatever you say, I will never forgive you. Qingwen, go get some sugar water."

Yan Lang was afraid that his uncle and his partner would force Qingwen to confess, so he quickly sent Qingwen away.

When Old Master Yan saw Qingwen leave and the room was full of family members, he used his crutch to slam the ground a few times and said, "Do you still have the Yan family rules in your eyes? Sheng'er is newly married, how can a woman like you trespass into the bridal chamber without permission? Why don't you apologize to Sheng'er and Jiao Niang! If anything happens to Zhang Jiao Niang, I won't be able to face her grandfather in the underworld."

"Grandpa, it really wasn't me."

Yan Qin was about to retort when she was also scolded by her father.

Despite her reluctance, she apologized to Yan Sheng and the others, then ran out of the room and happened to run into the young master of the Wu family.

"Sheng'er, wait until your bride wakes up and come to the main courtyard to get married. Grandpa will go outside the door to greet the guests on your behalf."

......

When Qingwen took the sweet soup back, she heard the sound of laughter and playing in the eldest young master's room.

"Boom, boom"

There was a light knock outside the house.

"Come in, Qingwen." They said together.

When Qingwen pushed the door open, she saw the future lady and the young master gnawing on beggar's chicken. She quickly pulled the door open and prepared to leave.

"Qingwen, come and eat with us."

Even though Zhang Maolan was about to become a lady, she did not have the airs of a lady at all. In her eyes, Qingwen was just a little sister of eight or nine years old.

When Qingwen saw the neatly-cooked chicken on the table, she decided that she must protect the lady no matter what.

......

After hearing the first round of firecrackers outside the gate end, Yan Lang stood up and straightened his clothes.

"My dear, we are going to get married."

Under Qingwen's guidance, Jiao Niang dressed up carefully and appeared in front of Yan Lang.

Although the jade fan covered half of her face, Yan Lang couldn't help but take a few peeks.

Qingwen walked out the door and shouted to the maids outside the third room: "The bride is here."

The man who had been waiting outside the courtyard of the third room for a long time lit the firecrackers in his hand. In an instant, the whole Yan Mansion was filled with the sound of firecrackers and the sounds of trumpets and suonas lingered.

The two came to Langfang and walked on the flower-lined path leading to the main courtyard and main house.

"I didn't realize you were so well prepared." Jiao Niang praised Yan Sheng.

"I'm only getting married once, so I have to make it a grand occasion and leave no regrets."

"How did you know my dress size?"

"This is a secret for now. I have prepared a special gift for you. I will tell you after the wedding is over!"

Jiao Niang rolled her eyes at him and said, "I wonder what mysterious tricks this boy is playing again."

The two men stepped over the brazier and came to the main room, where the bride took out the jade fan, and the guests finally got a glimpse of the bride's beautiful face.

Jiao Niang lowered her head and looked at the people in the main room. Facing them was the elder of the Yan family, on the right was a literary scholar, and on the left was a wealthy businessman.

The onlookers all marveled at Jiao Niang's pretty face, and even the conflicted Yan Qin felt inferior when he saw her.

"There are so many girls like this in brothels. I don't know what you are sighing about! Besides, this girl is a fool!"

When Zhang Jiaoniang heard the man say that he was a prostitute, she was immediately furious. If Yan Lang hadn't stopped her, she would have slapped him a few times.

Jiao Niang wanted to ask, who is this person?

Who knew that before she could even open her mouth, Yan Lang walked out on crutches with a cold look in his eyes, "Get out!"

Zhang Jiaoniang's eyes narrowed as she remembered that Yan Lang's mother, Madam Qin, was a singer in a brothel. No wonder Yan Lang was so angry.

She almost mistakenly thought that Yan Lang was protecting her in front of everyone, but it seemed that she was overthinking.

"Is this how you, the Yan family, treat guests? I have an invitation from your family!"

After saying that, he threw the invitation on the ground. As expected, the invitation had the Yan family's private red clay seal printed on it.

"Mr. Wu, your invitation is fake!"

"impossible!"

Wu Jingui glanced at Yan Qin.

"How is that impossible? My Yan Mansion sent 108 invitations to Xingwen County, and 107 people came today. All the heads of the families who came have registered their names with us."

"Nephew Wu, we did register."

Said a person who had a good relationship with the head of the Wu family.

Wu Jingui still didn't give up, and cleared his throat, "I was entrusted by the person who hasn't arrived yet."

"Are you saying that you know the owner of Zuiyanlou!?"

Yan Lang spoke calmly.

"Zuiyanlou!? The person who didn't come turned out to be the owner of Zuiyanlou!?"

"Is Zuiyanlou very powerful?"

Zhang Jiaoniang saw that everyone present looked panicked and muttered to themselves.

"Yes, I know the owner of the Zuiyanlou branch in Xingwen County! He was the one who asked me to come."

"You are wrong! I didn't invite Zuiyanlou this time, so! You are lying!"

"Yan Lang is quite smart. He tricked this guy out in no time."

Seeing that he was exposed, Wu Jingui turned around and tried to leave, but was interrupted by Yan Lang, "Do you think you can come and go as you please in my house?"

Three men in black appeared out of nowhere and captured Wu Jingui. Yan Lang limped up to him.

"Wu Jingui, if you don't apologize to my wife today, don't even think about leaving this door!"

Wu Jingui said firmly without saying anything, "My father is the president of Xingwen Chamber of Commerce. If you touch me, your Yan family will forget about doing business in Xingwen County."

Yan Lang signaled the men in black who had captured him to continue pressing down, but Wu Jingui still refused to apologize.

"Apologize!!!"

Yan Lang repeated this again.

Wu Jingui finally couldn't bear it anymore, "I'm sorry, Zhang Jiaoniang, it was me, Wu Jingui, who said something inappropriate just now. I apologize to you."

Hearing Wu Jingui's words, Jiao Niang was stunned.

She didn't expect that Yan Lang did these things for her.

"Humph!" Wu Jingui stared at Yan Sheng and thought, "Just wait for me from now on."

After apologizing and about to turn and leave, the man in black kicked him in the knee.

"Master Yan, I've apologized, what else do you want?"

"This has nothing to do with Master Yan! You are using the name of our Zuiyan Tower to act wildly here. Please come back to Zuiyan Tower with me!"

The leading man in black took out a topaz palm print with the word "Yan" printed on it.

Then he walked up to Mr. Yan and took out a jade box, which contained an item - a shrimp-whisker bracelet.

"I am here to congratulate the eldest young master of the Yan family on his wedding and to give him a gift, as requested by the owner of the building."

"The shrimp whisker bracelet requires shrimp whisker-like gold threads inlaid with precious beads. Only officials above the fourth rank in the capital can afford it. Zuiyanlou actually gave it as a gift."

Amid everyone's surprise, Zhang Jiaoniang turned her head to look at Yan Sheng, "Is this the gift he specially prepared?"

Yan Sheng half-closed his eyes, with a strange curve at the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows raised frivolously, and looked at Zhang Jiaoniang with a frivolous expression, motioning her to put it on.

Under the gaze of the men in black, Zhang Jiaoniang wore the shrimp whisker bracelet on her hand, which was just the right size.

"Is this also custom made for me?"