After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Just as Han Ming was constantly trying to trick Sheng Hong, the Sheng family's team that had gone to the tourist party started their return journey and prepared to feed their horses and rest at Yuqing Temple.

On the return carriage, Minglan and Molan were riding in one. The relationship between the two was very bad, and the cause was also Qi Heng.

Although Qi Heng was not allowed to come forward this time, Molan had been paying attention to Qi Heng's movements from beginning to end.

First, he secretly chatted with Minglan behind the curtain, and then he was ready to help Minglan play ball. Molan was not blind, so she saw it clearly.

However, Cheng Yaojin showed up unexpectedly and Qi Heng's plan failed.

But Molan was still thinking about this matter, and even when chatting with her maid, she learned that Qi Heng had actually given Minglan three purple-hair brushes.

This made Molan jealous to the point of going crazy. Even after seeing Han Ming, she started to have some unpleasant thoughts, thinking that Minglan had hooked two men at once.

However, he did not consider that he was fickle, liked Han Ming's poetry and talent, could not let go of the noble family background of Qi Heng's family, and at the same time, he was eyeing the wealth of Liang Han's family, the Yongchang Earl's Mansion.

It can be said to be a typical example of greed.

Looking at Minglan, who was sitting upright with the image of a good girl, Molan straightened her clothes slightly.

"Grandma taught you to play polo, but she didn't want you to play with other men."

Minglan's eyes rolled, and she said with a hint of sarcasm, "Third brother, deserting the battlefield wasn't something Grandmother told you to do."

Molan said in a delicate voice, "The Yu family has always been on good terms with Grandmother. My brother is not as overbearing as you, Sixth Sister, who insists on slapping the Yu family in the face."

Minglan knew that Molan was just trying to stir up trouble, so she wouldn't tolerate it. They started arguing with each other.

"...Fourth Sister not only didn't persuade Third Brother, but she also had a lively conversation with the Sixth Young Master of the Liang Family. This is not how a sister should act!"

"you!"

As soon as Minglan said this, Molan didn't know what to say.

Sincerity is always a sure-win weapon, but the truth can only hurt people's hearts.

In another carriage, Mrs. Wang Ruofu of Shengda and her personal maid, Mama Liu, were whispering about what had happened today.

"Could it be that the old lady wants Mr. Han to be her grandson-in-law?" Wang Ruofu was a little confused.

"Madam, you really don't understand who Mr. Han is standing up for today?" Mother Liu looked at Wang Ruofu speechlessly.

"Isn't she the sixth girl?" Wang Ruofu's dazed look made Mother Liu sigh.

"My dear lady! Today, whether it's the Sixth Miss or the Han family's brother, they are all for the eldest lady of the Yu family."

"Didn't you see Yong Zeng, who was beside that Han family brother, even rubbed Third Miss Yu's face after the game? It was obvious that he was just trying to stand up for the eldest Miss Yu."

After Mama Liu explained, Wang Ruofu finally understood: "Oh, so if that's the case, then Mr. Han must be..."

Wang Ruofu wanted to say that Han Ming and Yu Yanran had an unclear relationship, but she stopped talking and looked around.

"That's right. During the Lantern Festival Poetry Gathering, that young Han Xianggong wrote a poem. Although no one has mentioned it, I heard that it is closely related to the eldest daughter of the Yu family."

Mother Liu's mind worked very quickly. She immediately thought of the incident at the Imperial Palace Poetry Festival and reminded Wang Ruofu.

"Hey! What kind of thing is this? Ru'er and the Han family's son had been friends in the academy for a long time, but she ended up being picked up by the eldest daughter of the Yu family."

Wang Ruofu felt distressed and unhappy when she thought that Han Ming was not her son-in-law.

Compared to the Duke of Qi's Mansion, the Han family is also a noble family, and is a lineage of scholars like the Sheng family.

Moreover, being a son-in-law of the prime minister of the dynasty would be beneficial to Bo Ge'er's future career.

Wang Ruofu used to like Qi Heng, but now she thinks Han Ming is not bad. She originally encouraged Rulan to get close to Han's son, but Rulan herself failed to live up to the expectations.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He threw the fan in his hand away and put on a stern face.

"This girl Ru'er really pissed me off!"

"Don't be angry, Madam. There's nothing we can do about it. Fifth Miss is still inexperienced in the ways of the world. She often competes with Fourth Miss and doesn't care about her own lifelong affairs."

Mother Liu picked up the round fan and fanned Wang Ruofu while trying to persuade her.

"Oh, I wish my father could be enshrined in the imperial temple, my mother could be granted an imperial title, my father-in-law could be a scholar who won the third place in the imperial examination, and my mother-in-law could be a daughter of a marquis."

"My husband has become a court doctor, and my son Changbai also passed the imperial examination on his first try. Now he is engaged to the Hai family. Our family has been a distinguished and noble family for generations, and Hua'er is marrying into the Earl's mansion."

"It wouldn't be impossible for Ru'er to marry into the family of a prime minister, but this girl is just a heartless little bastard, she won't wake up no matter what!"

Wang Ruofu really had no idea what to do with her daughter.

"It will be fine, ma'am. Please tell the fifth girl more. She is also smart and will understand." Mother Liu smiled.

"Oh, this is difficult! My daughter has my own personality, and I am the same in the Sheng family. Let's take a long-term view!"

Wang Ruofu turned her eyes to the scenery outside the car with a look of regret.

"Right now, Madam, the most important thing is to arrange Brother Bo's marriage properly. The Hai family has been a noble family for generations. When we marry a girl from his family, we can't let anyone find fault with it."

Mother Liu immediately changed the subject and reminded Wang Ruofu.

"That's right. Fortunately, the housekeeping business has been handed over to the sixth girl. I only need to take care of this marriage, which is more relaxed." Wang Ruofu chuckled and nodded.

"As for the Sixth Miss's popularity in playing ball, Madam, you don't have to take it to heart. But can the Fourth Miss also keep silent?" Mother Liu responded with a mysterious smile.

"Let Linqi Pavilion do the things that offend people and make them hold a grudge against you." Wang Ruofu nodded slightly in agreement.

Little did they know that Han Ming had already woven a large net in Sheng Mansion, waiting for people from Linqi Pavilion to rush in.

Qi Heng, who did not come to the limelight, was always choked with tears when helping his sixth sister, and almost went to inquire about Minglan's whereabouts.

When he learned that the Sheng family's caravan was going to feed the horses and rest at Yuqing Temple, he couldn't stop smiling.

It was not until the convoy arrived at the gate of Yuqing Temple that the shouting of the maid beside the carriage woke up the fifth girl Rulan who was fighting crickets.

The girl pouted and looked very unhappy, as if being disturbed in the cricket fight was a big deal.

"Hey, there's vegetarian food. Let's go!" He waved his hand and got off the car reluctantly.

When they arrived at the temple, Minglan apologized to the eldest lady and wanted to go and burn incense for her own mother. Wang Ruofu was very generous and let her go and do it herself, as long as she didn't miss the return trip.

Minglan bowed and took Xiaotao to the room where the tablets were enshrined in Yuqing Temple.

Inside the room, Minglan carefully wiped her mother's tablet: "Mother, I'm living a good life."

"Father treats me very well and teaches me how to write. My handwriting has improved, so don't worry, mother."

Minglan kept chatting about family matters to her mother's tablet, telling her deceased mother that she was living a good life, but she never mentioned the grievances she had suffered.

Suddenly, a voice as gentle as jade rang through the room: "You little liar!"

Minglan hurriedly turned around and saw a handsome young man in a clean long gown slowly walking towards her.

"Little father-in-law!"

Minglan was a little surprised, then seemed to think of something and asked hurriedly, "Where is Xiaotao?" But no one paid attention to her.

"Xiao Tao! Xiao Tao!"

Qi Heng smiled faintly: "I asked a little Taoist boy to tell Xiao Tao that your carriage had lost its axle, so she hurried over to check."

"Haha, if you can be a little liar, so can I!"

Qi Heng seemed to be dissatisfied with Sheng Minglan's constant lies to him, and he had to argue with the girl in front of him.

Minglan pouted slightly, a little nervous and afraid: "Young Master, what are you doing?! Get out of here quickly."

"That thing between a man and a woman, alone in a dark room, you are trying to ruin my reputation!" Minglan was so nervous that she started to stutter.

Qi Heng only realized what he had done was inappropriate after hearing this. He immediately asked, somewhat bewilderedly, "You, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"no!"

Minglan answered bluntly in a somewhat naive manner, but she felt the words were too harsh, so she quickly added another sentence.

"Young Master, you should respect yourself."

Both of them were a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look into each other's eyes.

When Qi Heng heard this, he said in a slightly angry tone like a child: "If you don't have anything to say, why did you give me a pair of knee pads to get through the spring chill in the examination hall?"

Qi Heng's words left both of them silent for a long time. After a while, Minglan organized her words.

"The young master is good to me, I know."

Qi Heng's expression changed immediately, a smile spread across his face: "So you finally admitted it, you gave me the knee pad!"

That smug, confident look on his face was a little funny, as if he had won this battle.

"I!" Minglan's face changed, and she was a little timid. "Young Master, I was just expressing my gratitude to you and returning the gift!"

At this time, Minglan's tone began to have a hint of coquettishness.

"You gave it to me! You even embroidered a gold ingot inside it!"

"What happened to Yuanbao?" Minglan twisted her hands together.

"My name is Yuanruo, and you embroider Yuanbao." Qi Heng pursed his lips, unable to hold back the sweetness in his heart, and a small smile kept appearing on his face.

The conversation between Qi Heng and Sheng Minglan is like that between kindergarten students, making people feel the endless sweetness and bitterness in their youth.

And this is exactly the taste of first love, which is unforgettable.

"...I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid that you don't have me in your heart..." Qi Heng felt a little sad. Teenagers who are in love are always worried about gains and losses.

"You, stop talking!" Minglan quickly interrupted the other person, saying that his words were a bit too explicit.

"I just want to see you, help you, and protect you, but why do you always prejudice against me and avoid me like a snake or scorpion?"

Painful literature? Perhaps in Qi Heng's heart, Sheng Minglan's avoidance of him left him heartbroken.