After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Nian Chengyun slowly turned his head and looked at his daughter. His expression changed from calm to ferocious. Because he had drunk alcohol, his cheeks were red and he was very excited.

He cursed Nian Qiaoyue harshly in front of Nian Susu.

Nian Susu just remained silent, taking in all the hatred that did not belong to him.

Finally, Nian Chengyun was tired of scolding and staggered a few steps. His voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.

"Over the years, how many times has your mother... quarreled with me because of Xia Dingxiang?

I have never explained it. I know she hates me, Xia Dingxiang, and your sister! If I had told her, your sister's life would have been even more miserable."

He pressed his eyebrows and exhaled a breath of alcohol, "I have been very tolerant of her, but she is never satisfied, never satisfied..."

Nian Chengyun talked to himself, walking towards the north wing with one foot deep and one foot shallow, leaving a lonely back to Nian Susu.

Nian Susu stared blankly in the direction his father left, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This man, who has maintained a decent appearance all his life, also has many unknown and shameful pasts.

Nian Chengyun is a loyal and good minister in his superiors and a good husband who loves his wife and daughter. His character is perfect.

But Nian Qiaoyue's existence constantly reminds him of the past that was enough to ruin his reputation, and he will never be able to get rid of it. It is like a time bomb that can shatter him at any time.

He might have thought about treating Nian Qiaoyue as much as he loved Nian Susu, but failed in the end.

He never cared about Nian Qiaoyue's repeated misfortunes and troubles. But this time she actually wanted to destroy Nian Susu, and Nian Chengyun could no longer tolerate it, and the little sympathy he had for her disappeared completely.

Putting Nian Qiaoyue in solitary confinement is just a warning. If Nian Qiaoyue dares to have inappropriate thoughts again, Nian Chengyun will not be soft-hearted.

At this moment, she seemed to be calmly understanding a character's inner thoughts from a reader's perspective.

Someone suddenly patted her shoulder and she turned pale with fright.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Jingzhe walked up to her with his head tilted. "Your father scolded you so much that you don't want to live anymore. You look so hopeless."

Nian Susu had a cold face and pouted his lips. He turned around and walked towards the east wing, his steps much faster than usual.

Jingzhe hurriedly chased after him, and the shell chains around his waist collided with each other, making crisp sounds.

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm just kidding."

Nian Susu still ignored him.

Jingzhe touched the back of her head and comforted her: "From what your father said, it didn't sound like he was scolding you. He was drunk. Don't take it to heart."

"I know." She finally replied.

"Do you know why you are sad?"

"I'm not sad."

"I'm not sad that you left so quickly and ignored me."

"You just scared me."

Jingzhe suddenly realized.

Considering that she had just been scolded by her father, Jingzhe admitted her mistake and apologized without hesitation.

Nian Susu saw that his attitude was pretty good and reluctantly forgave him.

As they were talking, the two returned to the east wing.

Zhihua was holding a hot water bottle, sitting on the railing of the outer corridor, leaning against the pillar and feeling drowsy.

Hearing the noise coming from the door, he woke up with a start, "Miss!"

Zhihua stood up and was about to go over, but she found that a man had returned with her young lady.

It was too dark and the distance was too far, so she couldn't see who the person was, but her figure looked familiar.

Zhihua ran over holding the cold hot water bottle, and only saw the man's face clearly when she got closer.

She was surprised and delighted, "Jingzhe?! How come you..." She looked Jingzhe up and down, "Why did you come back with the young lady? When did you return to Shengjing? Why didn't you come back to see us? Are you planning to return to Jiangnan after coming here this time?"

Jingzhe was confused by the questions. He held Nian Susu's shoulders and hid behind her. He squatted down with only his eyes showing. "What are you doing? You don't still remember that I stole your two big chicken legs, do you? I don't have the money to compensate you now!"

Zhihua was speechless, "Am I that kind of person?"

Nian Susu smiled and said, "He has. The money in his purse is enough for several months' wages in the East Wing."

Jingzhe:!

"You're so good, Jingzhe! You've become rich after this long trip, right?" Zhihua pretended to roll up her sleeves and reached out to grab him.

Jingzhe dodged nimbly, pulling Nian Susu back a few steps.

Zhihua refused to give in, and the two started fighting again, one chasing the other and running away, with laughter and joy filling the east wing.

Nian Susu's exhausted heart now felt somewhat comforted.

She dragged her heavy body back to the house.

The next day.

Yang Yuerong mobilized a large group of people and led them into the east wing.

At that time, Nian Susu had just finished washing up and asked Zhihua to go to the small kitchen to bring breakfast.

"Lingling, you got up so early today. You're so good, mom doesn't need to call you!"

In front of Nian Susu, Yang Yuerong is a really great mother. She has top-notch material conditions and high emotional value. Her only shortcoming is that she has too strong a desire for control.

Yang Yuerong took Nian Susu's hand affectionately and led her to the outer corridor.

Nian Susu was half asleep, and when he saw a row of maids standing in the corridor, his eyes widened instantly.

Everyone held a lacquer basin in their hands, on which were piled brand new clothes of various styles and shapes.

Her eyes were dazzled.

"Mom...what is this?"

Yang Yuerong pulled her to the maid at the head of the line, picked up the clothes in the lacquer basin, and handed them to her to see, "This is the new clothes prepared for you for the New Year. In previous years, I would have let you pick them out long ago, but this year I have too many things to do, so I delayed it until now.

New Year’s Day is coming in a few days, so I have to choose the right size today. If the size doesn’t fit, I can change it later.”

She pinched the material of the dress with two fingers, frowned and shook her head, saying disdainfully: "This one won't do, it's too thin. There will be snow on New Year's Day, so I have to wear something thicker."

She then pulled Nian Susu to the second maid and asked, "How about this one?"

It is a lilac-colored double-breasted long skirt.

Before Nian Susu could say anything, Yang Yuerong said, "This is too plain. We need to celebrate the New Year in a more festive way."

After looking through more than a dozen pieces of clothing, Nian Susu hardly expressed any opinion. Yang Yuerong kept three pieces according to her own preferences and let others take the rest away.

She was very satisfied. Looking at the fiery red clothes, she felt happy too. "Lingling, what do you think of these three clothes? Do you like them?"

Nian Susu nodded woodenly, "I like it."

Is it useful if she says she doesn’t like it?

In fact, Yang Yuerong didn't need to make this trip at all, since her opinion was never asked anyway.

Yang Yuerong smiled and asked someone to put the clothes away and let Nian Susu try them on tonight. If there were any inappropriate parts, she should report them tomorrow so that she could give them to the embroiderer for modification.

The mother and daughter turned and went back to the house.

Yang Yuerong: "Lingling, if there is anything missing in the East Wing, tell me and I will fill it for you now. Otherwise, I will be too busy in a few days to take care of you."

Nian Susu thought about it and realized that his small courtyard was well-stocked with supplies and complete equipment, so there was really nothing he lacked.

But now there is an additional Jingzhe...

"Mom, the weather has been getting colder these days. I always wake up from the cold at night. Can I have two more quilts and silver charcoal?"