Forced to marry, I picked up a young powerful official

Shen Pingwan was in another car, in which only the wife of Marquis Qi and Nanny Sun were.

Nanny Sun continued, "To be honest, Madam, when I saw this young lady at the Shen family last time, I also felt that she was very attractive to me. Her needlework skills are 70% similar to mine."

"Is there still such a thing?"

The wife of the Marquis of Qi was also a little surprised.

Thinking back to Shen Nankui's words and deeds today, she was neither humble nor arrogant in front of the respected person, her words were well-reasoned, and her every move was graceful. She couldn't help but be convinced by his remarks. This kind of behavior is exactly what she wants her ideal daughter-in-law to be.

Nanny Sun smiled and said, "I know what you are thinking, Madam. You have always liked smart people. If you had not changed the person at that time, it would have been this young lady who entered the Marquis' Mansion. With her personality, it would be more suitable for you to hand over the Marquis' Mansion to her with confidence."

Madam Qihou shook her head. "Forget it. How would I know that an adopted daughter of the Shen family would be more stylish than the legitimate daughter?"

Now that it has been missed, there is no point dwelling on the past.

She only hoped that Shen Pingwan would learn her lesson today and be able to live peacefully in the Marquis' Mansion as the Crown Prince's wife in the future.

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Shen Nankui felt quite emotional when he saw off the wife of the Marquis of Qi.

She could see the admiration in Lady Qi's eyes just now, but how could Lady Qi know that they had been mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the previous life, and even the skills she had now were taught by Lady Qi herself.

The memories of past and present lives emerged before her one by one, making her feel a little melancholy.

She did not go to see He, nor did she return to her room. Instead, she climbed up to the attic alone and found a corner to sit down.

The attic was not sheltered from the wind, and the cold wind was so cold that it hurt her cheeks.

Shen Nankui had no intention of leaving. She put on her hood, wrapped her cloak tightly around her, and looked at the gradually darkening sky outside, thinking nothing and doing nothing.

Not long after, fine snow flakes began to float in the sky.

Gradually, the snow froth became bigger and bigger and fell faster and faster, like falling white goose feathers.

"Nan Kui, are you here?"

A head suddenly popped up from the edge of the attic. It was Gu Yichuan.

He climbed up in two steps, stared at Shen Nankui for a while, then walked to her, sat down next to her, opened his cloak and wrapped her in it.

He didn't ask why she was staying here alone. He just held her quietly and watched the falling snow with her.

I don’t know how long it took until the roofs in the distance also became covered in white.

Shen Nankui finally raised his head, "Why don't you ask me anything?"

Gu Yichuan hugged her tighter, "If you want to tell me, you will tell me. If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you."

Shen Nankui smiled slightly, "Yichuan, you don't seem to think that I was wronged today."

"I thought so before, but when I saw you, I didn't think so."

Gu Yichuan heard that Shen Nankui had gone to see off the guests, and had been waiting for her in the house, but after a long time no one came. He also said that she had never seen her, so he guessed that she had come here.

He didn't know how to describe it.

The Shen Nankui he saw in the attic just now seemed completely different from the one he met every day. He had never seen such a sad look on her face, as if she was the only one left in this vast world.

For a moment, he didn't even dare to touch her, for fear that she would break if he touched her.

Shen Nankui smiled and said, "It's inevitable for people to feel sad about the passing of time. Look at this snow. It falls today and melts away tomorrow. It's white today and dirty tomorrow. Is it still the same thing?"

"Yes."

Gu Yichuan said firmly, "Even if the snow melts into water, we cannot deny that the water was once snow. Even if the snow falls into the mud and becomes stained with dirt, it will still be white when it lands. We cannot deny that it is snow just because it is different yesterday and today."

Shen Nankui stared at him, her red cheeks from the cold looking like a frosted persimmon.

"That's always been me, right?"

Gu Yichuan rubbed his palms to warm them up, put them on her cheeks, nodded and said, "Of course you are you."

Shen Nankui suddenly laughed foolishly and buried her head in Gu Yichuan's arms.

"I've made up my mind. Let's move to Qingyu Lane today. I want to play the flute for you under the bamboo forest."

Gu Yichuan stroked her hair and replied with a smile: "Okay, let's enjoy the snow, drink tea, tune the piano and play the flute together."

The two men came down from the attic. Mother Huang had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw them, she handed them two hand warmers.

"My dear young lady, you are in such a good mood that you are not afraid of the cold and have come to the attic to enjoy the snow. Madam asked me to come and invite you, but she didn't want me to disturb you, so I have no choice but to wait here."

Shen Nankui took the hand warmer and hugged it tightly in his arms, then asked, "What does mother want to talk to me about?"

"Nothing, the Madam said that today's matter was all thanks to the help of the eldest lady, and she wants to thank you very much!"

Mother Huang's attitude was no longer as arrogant as before, and she kept smiling.

"Young lady, young brother-in-law, please stop standing in the cold wind or you may catch a cold. Go inside and warm up quickly. The master and mistress are waiting for you!"

Hearing this, Shen Nankui did not delay any longer and went to He's house with Gu Yichuan.

As soon as she entered the room, He was not in a hurry to talk to her. Instead, she very considerately asked the couple to warm themselves by the charcoal fire first, and asked Mother Huang to bring ginger soup to drive away the cold.

After they recovered, He spoke with a smile.

"Nan Kui, I asked you to replace Wan'er in the ritual before, which made you feel wronged. And today, in front of Madam Qi, it was thanks to your cleverness that we resolved the situation."

She opened a carved brocade box on the table. "As women, we need to have some decent jewelry. I see the jasper hairpin you always wear on your head. The water head is nice, but it is too plain. Inside is a pair of jade bracelets. They were my dowry when I got married. I give them to you today. Come, put them on and let me see them."

He waved at her.

Shen Nankui saw that the pair of jade bracelets were not ordinary items and was unwilling to accept them. She said politely, "They are too expensive. Mother should keep them for herself."

Father Shen interrupted, "Your mother gave it to you, so just take it. When you got married, we didn't give you anything in the first place, so we've made up for it now."

After the wife of the Marquis of Qi left, He came to the study to find him. Only then did he realize how great a disaster the Shen family had almost faced today. If the Shen family was really exiled to Yangping Pass, they might never come back. How could he talk about reviving the Shen family and establishing his own family then?

And all this could be resolved because of the adopted daughter in front of him.

He was actually also very surprised. Although Shen Nankui was raised by him and he personally taught her to read and write, in his impression, that daughter, apart from being well-educated, well-behaved and obedient, had never shown much courage.

Why is it that now she dares to take the lead and become the controversial female teacher?

Today, he was not afraid when facing the wife of the Marquis of Qi. He had the courage to refute her face to face and then persuade her.

All these things made him, a man who had been an official for many years, feel a little admiration for her. He couldn't help but think, if she was really his daughter, how great it would be...