"Brother is indeed at fault, but it is so late, how could Cousin Pan appear in the big study in the front yard? At that time, if the second brother or husband was recruited, it would be so difficult for grandma to marry Cousin Pan to them? Aunt and Pan Cousin has such a character, are you sure you want to use Cousin Pan to fill in the elder brother’s house? Do you really want to destroy Jing’anbo’s mansion? The whole mansion was built by grandfather with all his life!”
Chu Lian's words hit Old Madam He like a turbulent wave. She stared blankly, obviously not recovering from what Chu Lian said.
If Mrs. Jing'an or He Changdi and others said these words, Mrs. He would not be so surprised. However, this remark was said by Chu Lian's junior granddaughter-in-law, and its power was magnified several times.
In an instant, Mrs. He seemed to be enlightened.
The flower hall was so silent that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.
Chu Lian did not leave after she finished speaking, she just stood straight in the middle of the flower hall. These words had been held in her heart for a long time, and now she spit them out all at once, as if removing a stone from her heart, making her instantly relaxed .
Seeing her mother lowering her head slightly, as if she was really thinking about what Chu Lian just said, He Ying panicked.
She didn't care about her face, and took a step forward and cursed: "Mr. Chu, don't try to deceive the public. What right do you have to stand here and teach mother? It's fine if you don't obey women's morals, but you don't respect your elders! I I see you are about to turn against the heavens!"
He Ying was so angry that she didn't say anything through her brain. After she said this sentence, she felt a little inappropriate, but it's a pity that she can no longer regret the water that was spilled when she said it.
"I don't obey women's ways? I'm afraid it's my aunt who doesn't obey women's ways!" Chu Lian's face was stern, and the expression at this moment was five or six points similar to He Sanlang.
Anyone can question Chu Lian like this, but He Ying doesn't have this position. The bad things she did when she was young are much more serious than other people's promiscuity.
Who would have thought that the usually meek Third Grandma would be so strong, she would never give up in front of her aunt. He Ying has always been blessed by the old lady during her days in Uncle Jing'an's mansion, and no one dared to give her anger. Shou, now that Chu Lian slaps her like this, she is almost going crazy.
So, she became more and more outspoken.
"Mr. Chu, don't think I don't know. You were kidnapped when you were in the north. A young woman was kidnapped by a group of barbarians. I don't know how many barbarians have ruined her. The green hat on San Lang's head has long since disappeared. You know how high you are! You still have the face to criticize me! Why do you think your mother doesn’t like you? It’s not because you ruined the family!"
He Ying's mouth was really open, she exposed the matter without any scruples, and even the old lady was dragged into the water by her.
Although the old matriarch also doubted Chu Lian's innocence, but this was just something to think about in his heart, how could he really get it out in the open.
The old matriarch was about to stop He Ying with an angry yell, but a slender figure walked in quickly from the entrance of the flower hall.
He Changdi blocked Chu Lian behind him, and stared at He Ying with a pair of deep, icy eyes as if spitting ice, making it obvious at a glance that he was on the verge of rage.
Although He Sanlang usually has an inhuman and handsome face, he is very filial. Whether it is to Mrs. He or Mrs. Jing'an, even this aunt he doesn't like very much is also gentle.
Everyone in the same house does not violate the river water, and it is fine for you to be good to me, but He Ying wants to step on He Sanlang's restricted area.
He Changdi was originally a wife-protecting madman, but now that Chu Lian was being scolded in front of so many people for being unruly, how could he bear it, even if He Ying was his own aunt!
"Aunt, you still don't want to humiliate yourself!"
After speaking, he hugged Chu Lian and quickly left the flower hall of Qingweitang.
He Ying was stunned by He Sanlang's words, and when she came back to her senses, her face was so distorted that she subconsciously wanted to find the old lady to vomit her bitterness.
She has never been humiliated like this in the uncle's house, and she is still a junior in the third room.
The servants in the room were silent like cicadas, wishing they could bury their heads in their chests.
He Ying called out "Mother" aggrievedly, but the old lady did not answer her immediately like usual.
It's okay, He Ying's tone changed, and she whimpered, "Mother, didn't you hear how Sanlang slandered his daughter just now? Woohoo...what face does my daughter have to stay in the uncle's house..."
"Enough!" The old matriarch suddenly slapped the table, and the teacup on the table made a "crash".
Now He Ying was frightened.
The emotion that was finally suppressed was frightened back, and he stared at Mrs. He in horror with his eyes open.
"Go down, I'm tired." Madam He propped his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes lightly, and rubbed his left temple.
He Ying opened her mouth, and under Liu Mama's wink, she turned around suddenly and strode away.
With her back turned to Mrs. He, a look of disdain appeared on He Ying's face.
In fact, she has never forgotten the hatred of her parents for marrying her to Siyang when she was young. She doesn't care whether her mother will be hit by this matter. After so many years, Siyang's hard life has made her become Be more selfish. One thing, as long as she gets the most benefits, even if the old lady gets hurt, she won't care.
With a dark face, He Changdi grabbed Chu Lian's slender wrist and dragged her away from Qingyu Hall.
Chu Lian struggled and did not break free, "Husband, I'm afraid it's not good for us to leave like this."
The old matriarch's expression was so ugly, if something happened to her body because of today's quarrel, the third room would definitely be gossiped, not to mention that He Ying said such a thing.
He Changdi stopped suddenly, and Chu Lian bumped into his broad back without checking.
He Sanlang didn't move, but the tip of Chu Lian's nose and chest hurt sharply.
If it wasn't outside, she would have covered her chest and rubbed it...
He Changdi heard her "hiss", and his face became even more ugly. He pursed his thin lips, sighed in his heart, and asked softly, "Did it hurt?"
Enduring the pain, Chu Lian shook his head with a stiff face.
If He Changdi stared at her slightly pale face and didn't understand anything, this little woman would be brave.
He didn't say anything else, but he let go of her wrist, and with a short body, his long arms passed through her knees, and he hugged Chu Lian horizontally.
Then walked quickly towards Songtao Garden with long legs.
Chu Lian didn't expect him to be like this all of a sudden. When she saw the maids following behind her with their heads lowered, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground, their little faces flushed instantly with embarrassment.
She tried to struggle, but her little arms and legs in He Changdi's arms were like gnats shaking a tree, and He Sanlang glanced down at her.
The hand resting on her back suddenly slid down and rubbed her upturned buttocks vigorously.
She was wearing a cumbersome five-panel skirt, which covered He Changdi's arms, and his movements could not be seen by others, but after all, it was in broad daylight, Chu Lian suddenly froze, and stared at He Sanlang in disbelief , using his eyes to accuse him of his incongruous movements.
He Changdi just glanced at her again, this time Chu Lian didn't dare to struggle a little, shrank his neck, and buried his head resignedly in He Changdi's strong chest.
Wen Qing guessed Chu Lian's mind, she first went back to Songtao Garden to dismiss the little maids on duty in the courtyard.
So when He Changdi carried Chu Lian back to the main room in Songtao Garden, he didn't meet many servants along the way. This allowed Chu Lian's thin skin to be maintained.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He Sanlang carried her all the way to Qiangong's bed in the bedroom before putting her down.
Chu Lian was hugged by He Changdi and sat beside the bed like a child.
At this time, the servant girls in the room retreated with winks, leaving space for the young couple.
He Changdi had a stinking face, but he stretched out his big hand to untie the skirt of Chu Lian's chest.
Chu Lian was taken aback, and quickly grabbed the butterfly-shaped button on his chest, widened his moist almond eyes, and looked at him defensively, "What are you doing?"
He Sanlang raised his eyelids, and said coldly, "Injury check."
Shocked, Chu Lian turned sideways to avoid his hand, her face turned even redder, "I'm not hurt, so you don't need to check it."
She must be sick, she just bumped into his back. It is undeniable that the bump was quite painful, but the injury is not so exaggerated...
He Sanlang saw that her neck was so red that it was bleeding, his face softened a bit, and he stopped forcing her.
But he fixed her shoulders, hugged her slender waist and hugged her to his side. The next moment, his slender fingers covered the folds of his chest, gently grasping and rubbing them.
It's spring, and the weather has become warmer. Chu Lian has long since taken off his padded winter clothes and put on a thin spring shirt. At this time, he is holding his big hands tightly in front of his body, and the soft skin is only separated by a few layers of silk. The slippery clothes, the fabric rubbing against the chest, there is a strange feeling...
It never occurred to Chu Lian that He Changdi's face was still serious, but his hands were brazen to do such a thing.
She puffed up her cheeks angrily, and covered his big palm with her hands, trying to break his palm away.
"Take it down!"
He Changdi still said in a cold voice, "You won't let me see, I can only rub it for you as a husband."
It's so embarrassing, his hands are still moving when he's talking...
Chu Lian knew that he was a scoundrel, but he couldn't find anything to refute. She couldn't break free, and in front of He Changdi, she was like a red-eyed bunny who fell into a trap and got caught in the little white paw.
"You... what are you going to do!"
They were still arguing in Qingyu Hall just a moment ago, why is it that the atmosphere in Songtao Garden has become so ambiguous now
Even Chu Lian didn't know how this changed...
He Changdi raised his eyelids, but his tone remained unchanged. If it wasn't for his movements, Chu Lian would have thought he was a real Forbidden Valley owed to a saint.
"Injury check."
If Chu Lian could lift the table, there would be no proper table in the bedroom.
After all, why did it go back to this matter again, Ma Dan, He Sanlang is mentally retarded!
Chu Lian was really convinced.
She patted the back of his hand hard, "Don't move." Then she hummed lightly with a mosquito-like voice.