I'm a humble concubine. My acting skills are off the charts. You can check my performance.

Zhao Fangyu sat up in shock from his dying illness, feeling unwell.

Her pair of peach blossom eyes were wide open as she stared at Zhao Fangjin without blinking, afraid of missing out on some news that might give her a heart attack.

"I have only met her husband Erlang twice in the garden. Where did the rumor come from? Don't let me know. If I do, I will smash him to pieces and throw him into the mud and sink him in the pond!"

Zhao Fangjin didn't expect Zhao Fangyu to get angry when he heard the news, so he kindly hugged Zhao Fangyu in his arms.

"It's okay. No one spread any rumors."

"It's just that Sister Yan Zhen saw that Erlang was very concerned about your news, so she came to me to ask this question. Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

Zhao Fangjin looked at Zhao Fangyu's face full of fear and uncertainty, and her doubts were dispelled. She originally thought that she had taken Zhao Fangyu to the Duke of Li's Mansion and met Meng Yangjiang several times, and the two of them had secretly developed feelings for each other.

Now it seems that things are not what she thought, it should be Meng Yanjiang's unrequited love.

Recalling that Zhao Zhihuai and Meng Yangjiang had a drunken fight in the garden before, Zhao Fangjin keenly connected the two things together and sensed a hint of something unusual.

Zhao Zhihuai is dignified and steady, and he would never be the kind of person who would cause trouble at will. There must be an internal cause for this incident.

"Come to think of it, at Sister Yan Zhen's coming-of-age party, Big Brother and Meng Erlang had a fight."

Zhao Fangyu had never heard of this matter. When he heard about it, he felt even worse.

My mind was filled with Meng Yanjiang's handsome and somewhat evil face.

Where did this evil come from? How did he cause her such a big trouble? ! Zhao Fangyu wanted to rush to Meng Yanjiang right now, punch seventeen or eighteen holes in his handsome face, and then throw him upside down into the moat to feed the turtles!

He's not even worthy of feeding the fish!

Zhao Fangyu asked hurriedly: "Big brother, why did you fight with Meng Erlang? How is big brother? Is he injured?"

When Zhao Fangyu thought about the fact that he hadn't seen Zhao Zhihuai for several days, his already bad mood became even worse.

"It's all my fault. I don't know how I caught the eye of Meng Erlang and brought such a big trouble to my brother."

Zhao Fangyu lowered his head, his long eyelashes like crow feathers fluttered slowly, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes gradually became moist.

Zhao Fangjin hurriedly comforted him, "It's not your fault at all. It's that Meng Erlang who has bad intentions. What does it have to do with you? We were watching you play and took you there. He has dirty thoughts. You are only a few years old, but he has such thoughts. It shows that he is a born filthy bastard!"

Zhao Fangjin hugged the uneasy Zhao Fangyu, and his opinion of Meng Yangjiang kept getting lower and lower.

When the two first met, Zhao Fangyu was only six years old. Now, Zhao Fangyu is only nine years old and hasn't even combed her hair yet. How could so many wolves and tigers target her beautiful sister? !

Zhao Fangjin also became angry and said in a bad tone: "This matter has nothing to do with you. It's just that a pervert was tempted by beauty. Can you really blame you? The Duke of Li's Mansion is run by my aunt. There is no reason for you to be wronged."

Zhao Fangjin held Zhao Fangyu's hand for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud: "You don't have to worry, it's not a big deal. Now think carefully about what gifts you want to receive for your birthday banquet in the fall, and what are the rules for grandmother's birthday banquet. Let's divide them."

As she spoke, she lifted Zhao Fangyu's chin and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her tone was gentle as if she was coaxing Zhao Fangmo, who was just three years old: "You're almost a big girl. Don't panic. Your sister is here."

"It is Meng Erlang who is unruly. I have my own way to deal with him. We should be upright ourselves before we can criticize others."

Zhao Fangjin originally wanted to come and talk to Zhao Fangyu about her upcoming date with the son of the Minister of Personnel. But now that Meng Erlang's incident had happened, she could no longer care about her own little girlish feelings, and her mind was full of how to complain to Meng Yanzhen.

Speaking of which, Duke Li and Zhao Minshan are brothers-in-law, and it would be a good thing for the Zhao family to marry a daughter to strengthen the relationship. But now the Duke Li's mansion is in a period of transition, and Meng Yangjiang is a bastard, and his mother is from a foreign ethnic group. He is not a good match for Zhao Fangyu.

Seeing that Zhao Fangyu was young and her father's official rank had not yet been promoted, they all wanted to hold Zhao Fangyu, this gem that had not yet shone, in their arms in advance.

"One or two of them, they are all low-class people."

Zhao Fangjin turned around and went to Zhao Zhihuai's yard.

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Chunshao helped Zhao Fangyu wipe away her tears, and she sat beside him to enjoy the fresh air.

The cool air slowly crept in, and Zhao Fangyu's panic gradually subsided.

In the final analysis, it's all nonsense.

Zhao Minshan intends to use her to gain his future and will not marry her to the desperate Duke Li’s Mansion.

Zhao Fangyu was a little tired after the deliberate performance just now, but now was not the time to rest. His cold eyes fell on the sparse osmanthus in the small bottle.

There are not many osmanthus flowers hanging on the thin branches, and the fragrance is not strong.

Just like her now, it is not yet time for her to bloom.

"Where's the Taiping Snow Pear Tea Paste that I asked Suer to make last time? Bring out a can."

Go get the incense and medicine, Chunshao helps Zhao Fangyu comb her hair.

Zhao Fangyu sat in front of the mirror, smoothed her hair, changed into a thick coat, and went to the outer courtyard with her things.

When in doubt, look for her father first.

When Zhao Fangyu arrived, Zhao Minshan was reading documents. Zhao Fangyu sat at his usual small table and made tea for Zhao Minshan.

The white porcelain teacup has a landscape painting on it. The picture is two or three fingernail-sized and uses more than a dozen colors, with light transitions and appropriate shades, giving it a wild and farm-like feel.

This picture was drawn by Zhao Fangyu himself. It includes all three elders, and he tries to please each of them in all directions.

The one for Zhao Minshan was placed in his study to show off, so this time he used this set of pastoral landscape tea sets to make tea for Zhao Minshan.

Taiping Houkui tea is boiled together with fresh pears sent from a Jiangnan farm into tea paste. Now you only need to pick out a spoonful from the small jar, mix it with water, and you can get a cup of good tea.

"Father, you've worked hard. Have a cup of hot water and take a break." Zhao Fangyu brought the prepared tea to Zhao Minshan when he was about to exchange official documents, with an obedient look on his face.

Zhao Minshan was used to Zhao Fangyu's hospitality. He took the tea, tasted it, and said "not bad" after a moment.

The Taiping Houkui is the top-quality product he rewarded, and the snow pear is the first-class snow pear from the eldest lady’s farm, which is juicy and can moisten the throat and relieve cough.

"The other day I heard my father coughing all the time, and thinking that medicine is poisonous, I asked the people in the yard to make snow pear tea paste, which can not only refresh my father, but also moisten his lungs and relieve cough."

Zhao Fangyu smiled and said, "As long as my father likes it," and then he obediently sorted the books and paper materials on the desk.

After a tiring day, Zhao Fangyu felt a little sore in her eyes when she came out of the study. After returning to Jiaolu, she stood by the window for half an hour and called Chunshao and Xiangyao to take turns massaging her shoulders.

At night, Zhao Fangyu stopped Chunshao from closing the window and said, "No need to close it. It's very hot and stuffy after the rain. Open the window to get some fresh air."

Early the next morning, the news that Zhao Fangyu was ill reached the chess academy.

Zhao Fangjin immediately wrote a letter and filed the complaint to the Duke of Li’s mansion that evening.