The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Xuan Ge'er secretly grabbed Kang Ge'er and explained what his sister had just said.

I was afraid that my brother would go and ask my aunt directly and make a fool of himself.

Kang Ge'er then realized that he was being teased by the little girl again. He clapped his hands in annoyance and felt very annoyed.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Xuan Ge'er felt a little guilty. If he had told her earlier, he would definitely have argued with her.

To put it another way, the brother can't win the argument with the sister, so the one who suffers the loss is still the silly brother.

"Oh, let's go, grandma is waiting for us."

Kang Ge'er also wanted to settle the score with Wei Jie'er, so he trotted towards Bisongyuan.

Sister Wei led the group in first, and they felt a big difference as soon as they came in.

When the maids and servants along the way saw her, they all had inexplicable smiles on their faces.

Even though Sister Wei is smart, she is still a little confused at this moment.

She just felt that everyone was acting weird today. Could it be that she had been sick for two days and had missed something good?

Sister Wei's mind flashed and she was already inside the house.

At this time, Song Shengfu saw Suchun busy setting the table. When she saw Wei Jieer coming in, she quickly waved to her to come over.

Song Shengfu looked carefully at how Wei Jie'er was dressed today. She looked like a little fairy, so adorable.

"Grandma An~"

Sister Wei bowed, and Song Shengfu smiled and asked her to stand up.

Something is wrong. Sister Wei is a sensitive person. Grandma is also not right today. She seems a little extra kind?

"Sister Wei, are you tired of walking here?"

Sister Wei answered honestly that she was not tired. Her grandmother always said that walking more was good for the body, and she often took them for a walk in the garden after dinner.

Now walking this distance is a piece of cake!

"Good boy, go to the small garden and ask your uncle to come over for dinner."

Sister Wei went there obediently, not noticing that Yu Zhong and the others did not follow her.

She didn't think it was a big deal, as her grandmother usually liked to let them do some small things.

Sister Wei walked through the corridor, and the first rays of morning light shone on her through the stained glass windows. Her whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, and the fuzz on her face was clearly visible.

When Sister Wei arrived at the garden, she met her uncle and...

She stood there in a daze, looking at the figure with his back to her in disbelief.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for two years, that tall and majestic figure often appeared in her dreams.

The flower branch in her hand fell to the ground, and Sister Wei's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Duan Jingzong saw the little girl coming at a glance and signaled Shen Xianli to look behind him.

Shen Xianli seemed to sense something and turned around to look back.

As soon as I saw him, I saw the little man I had been thinking about day and night.

"Nanny"

"Daddy!"

Sister Wei lifted her skirt and ran over. The gravel path was bumpy and Sister Wei was tripped by the protruding pebbles.

Fortunately, Shen Xianli stepped forward quickly, and Sister Wei threw herself into her father's arms.

"Is it Daddy?"

Sister Wei fell into her father's arms and became a little uncertain.

Shen Xianli felt extremely sad. He felt guilty towards Wen'er and his two children.

"It's Daddy, Daddy is here to see you."

Sister Wei could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

"Daddy, I miss you!"

Shen Xianli picked up Wei Jie'er, his heart felt like it was being pricked by needles and was filled with dense pain. He wanted to say something, but found that his throat was choked with sobs as if cut by a knife.

"Don't cry, Weijie. Daddy misses you too."

Shen Xianli's hoarse voice sounded, and he skillfully took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from Wei Jie'er's face.

Duan Jingzong, who was standing by, was also deeply moved when he saw this and quickly stepped forward to comfort him.

Xuan Ge'er, who had just arrived in the yard, heard his sister crying from the garden and became extremely anxious.

He shook off Kang Ge'er's hand and rushed forward like a little cannonball.

Kang Ge'er was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Su Dong. Su Dong quickly explained why, and Kang Ge'er suppressed his excitement and did not go forward.

After thinking for a moment, he went to find his grandmother.

Xuan Ge'er's two short legs were spinning like hot wheels while he was shouting "sister" loudly.

When Wei Jieer heard the voice, she looked over and saw Xuan Ge'er had just arrived at the garden.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a man holding my sister. Before I could see what he looked like, I shouted, "Who are you! Let my sister go!!"

After saying that, he rushed over.

Seeing this, Duan Jingzong hurried to stop him.

"Brother Xuan!"

Xuan Ge'er regained some of his senses and saw his uncle standing next to him.

As if he had found a savior, Xuan Ge'er pointed at Shen Xianli and said, "Uncle, please tell him to let my sister go. He's made her cry."

Xuan Ge'er was so anxious that he grabbed Duan Jingzong's hand. Duan Jingzong asked him to take a closer look at who was in front of him.

At this time, Sister Wei was sobbing and struggling in her father's arms, so Shen Xianli let her go.

Sister Wei walked to Xuan Ge'er, pulled Xuan Ge'er to Shen Xianli and asked him to call her daddy.

"Daddy?"

Xuan Ge'er looked at the person in front of him and tried hard to connect him with the father in his memory.

But he left home at a young age and couldn't even remember his father's face.

"Are you daddy?"

Xuan Ge'er's eyes lit up and he looked up at the person in front of him.

Shen Xianli bent down and touched Xuan Ge'er's head.

"Yes, Xuan'er, I'm your father. It's been a long time since we last met. You've grown quite a bit taller."

Xuan Ge'er's eyes sparkled as he looked at Wei Jie'er. Wei Jie'er smiled and nodded at him, then looked at her father.

"Daddy! Uncle, my daddy is here!"

Duan Jingzong looked at the boy who was "showing off" to him with amusement.

Shen Xianli picked up Xuan Ge'er and walked slowly towards the dining room with Wei Jie'er.

Xuan Ge'er held his father's head all the way and looked at him carefully.

"Sister, we both have similar eyes and eyebrows, but different noses and mouths."

"Does Daddy look like you?"

"Daddy is so tall!"

He talked non-stop all the way and only stopped when he reached the dining room.

When Sister Wei met her grandmother and the others, she realized that they had all been in collusion to hide the secret from her.

But since her father came, she was very happy and didn't care about it anymore.

After Shen Xianli finished his meal with the old lady, he went back to rest. Sister Wei pulled Brother Xuan away so as not to disturb him, while Duan Jingan, who had also been busy all the way, had to go to court with full energy.

After days of running around and being frightened, Duan Jing'an looked exhausted, with bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes.

He arrived early and leaned against the imperial pillar to take a nap. He hadn't had a good rest for several days.

After a while, people came one after another. Duan Jing'an had to be alert, fearing that the censor would catch him.

"Isn't this Master Duan? Why are you here in court today? How is the old marquis doing now?"

Duan Jing'an looked over and recognized the man. He was paraded through the streets and fell off his horse that year, and it was he who controlled his horse in time.

"It turns out to be Brother Huai'an. My mother's health has improved slightly."

Liu Huaian, the top scholar in the imperial examination in the 17th year of Mingde, is now serving as the chief clerk in Shaozhan's mansion.

Liu Huaian noticed Duan Jing'an's address and sensed the other party's intention to get close to him.

"That's good,."

Then Liu Huaian asked Duan Jing'an about his pen name, and the two of them addressed each other by their pen names.