Chapter 89 Sticking to Her
The shamelessness of this statement was so great that even Ji Yunqing couldn't follow Mrs. Ji's train of thought for a moment.
"Wait a minute, are you saying that these two children are from Zeng Cheng? Why don't you send them to him?" Ji Yunqing's voice became louder and louder.
Madam Ji glanced at her in reproach: "Look at what you said, Cheng'er is a grown man, how can he understand this?
If you had married into the Zeng family, not to mention the two children, even if there were twenty more, they would all call you mother.
Ji Yunqing: "I haven't married into the family yet, and I will never marry into the family in my lifetime"
"How can you talk like that, kid? I mean this out of good intentions for you. If you raise these two children well, who knows, they might even be filial to you. How wonderful!"
Seeing his stepmother's gloating expression, Ji Yunqing dared to guarantee it.
Who knows, when her original body was still alive, Mrs. Ji already knew that Zeng Cheng was a slut who had been passed around many times.
It's just that she pretended to be ignorant and deliberately tricked the original body.
It doesn’t matter, Ji Yunqing will seek justice for the original body one by one.
"I remember during the Chinese New Year, my mother said that it was my second sister who was engaged to Zeng Cheng.
Don't worry, when Zeng Poxie and my second sister get married, I will ask the prince to send a gift when he has time, wishing the newlyweds a happy marriage and many children."
When Mrs. Ji heard Ji Yunqing mention this matter, her face immediately changed.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can Zeng Cheng be worthy of your sister? How can a poor scholar without any official title be worthy of her?
I tell you the truth, your sister is much more promising than you, she is going to marry the prince of the general's mansion, and will be his wife in the future."
Speaking of this matter, Mrs. Ji was finally very proud.
That’s the general’s mansion!
He actually sent his housekeeper to propose marriage in person because he was attracted by his own daughter's outstanding character and both moral integrity and talent, so he decided to marry her.
Although his status is not as noble as that of a prince, this cannot be compared.
Ji Yunqing was just a concubine, serving the man with her beauty, but the general's mansion, on the other hand, was going to marry their own daughter to be the prince's wife in a dignified manner!
"Oh?"
Ji Yunqing raised his eyebrows and said with some regret: "Then the second sister and Mr. Zeng are completely doomed."
Hearing Ji Yunqing say this, Mrs. Ji raised her chin slightly with a proud look on her face.
Just waiting for Ji Yunqing to completely surrender in front of him.
She came here specially today, actually for two things.
The first thing was to send the two little bastards over here. Zeng Cheng, that good-for-nothing, had disappeared completely since he lost his fame.
Some time ago, his mistress took the child and threw the child out the door in front of everyone, and disappeared without a trace.
Only then did Mrs. Ji think of Ji Yunqing.
The last time she went to the palace, she found that the prince was quite nice to Ji Yunqing. How could this be possible?
Let her raise these two little bastards. When the prince knows their origins, let’s see how Ji Yunqing can still be so arrogant.
The second thing was to show off his own daughter’s marriage.
After my daughter marries into the general's mansion, I will find a noble lady with a generous dowry for my son to marry into. By then, my son will have a bright future.
Mrs. Ji was in a good mood, as if she saw the noble ladies in the capital flocking to her, the mother-in-law.
"Humph, if you are sensible and take good care of these two children in the future, maybe your sister will talk to you and come to visit you, which can be regarded as supporting you."
Ji Yunqing looked at her in confusion, "What should I raise? My second sister is engaged but not married, and I already have a home.
But have you forgotten that we still have you, our mother, in our family?
If you marry Zeng Cheng, you will get what you want and hear your two children call you mother. "
"Oh, right," Ji Yunqing thought for a moment and added, "Let alone two, even if there are twenty more children, they will all call you mother obediently!"
Mrs. Ji was so angry that her face turned blue.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm not talking nonsense, mother. If you calculate it this way... let me think about it."
Ji Yunqing counted with his fingers in a serious manner: "Wow, I am Zeng Cheng's ex-fiancée, and you are his current wife, so doesn't that mean - you still have to call me sister?"
She immediately straightened her back, stood up straight, and coughed twice in a pretentious tone: "Let's do this, from now on we will talk about our own things. I will call you mother, and you call me sister."
Nanny An stood by and watched in fear, ready to rush forward to stop her master at any time.
There is no other reason, it’s just that my master is really good at talking.
Mrs. Ji was already furious, pointing at Ji Yunqing with shaking fingers, calling her "rebellious daughter, unfilial daughter" non-stop.
But looking back at Ji Yunqing
Hey!
She was not affected at all, still sitting steadily in the chair, asking questions gently.
"Mother is so excited, is she too happy? Yes, Zeng Cheng is a strong young man after all, although he is a little... But as long as mother likes him, that's fine."
Nanny An: ...she has become more alert. If she gets beaten later, she will definitely stop it.
Fortunately, Mrs. Ji did not take any action in the end.
Nanny An guessed that one of the reasons was that whenever Madam Ji was about to take action, her master would be particularly "considerate" to remind her that she was now the prince's concubine.
Mrs. Ji was so angry that every time she opened her mouth to speak, Ji Yunqing would throw dirty water on her and say all kinds of nonsense.
They say that men start to look old when they get older. Mr. Ji can find a young one to take good care of him. Is Mrs. Ji worse than him?
What kind of nonsense is this?
She almost got moved after hearing that.
In the end, Mrs. Ji failed to show off and left in anger.
Ji Yunqing still sat on the chair calmly, "Mammy, look how smart I am. I immediately rejected the other party's unreasonable request."
Nanny An smiled and nodded in agreement, thinking to herself, is that a polite refusal?
After a while, Xuancao came in and reported: "Master, Madam Ji and the second young lady have left. For some reason, Madam Ji looks a little unhappy."
It's not just a bad complexion, it's extremely ugly.
"Mother has been feeling unwell lately. Women have these days every month."
After struggling for such a long time, Ji Yunqing looked up at the sky and said regretfully: "I'm afraid it won't work today. I can only go tomorrow."
Her plan was to go when there were fewer people in the mansion. Now that the maids and servants were already busy, it would be inappropriate for her to go out to avoid being surrounded by people.
This is a special period and she dare not take any risks.
Nanny An also agreed very much. She thought that perhaps the prince would come over tonight to take a look, and then the master wouldn't have to worry.
With nothing else to do, Ji Yunqing remembered her new hobby and said excitedly, "Hemerocallis, I want to play the piano for a while, set it up for me!"
She felt that she had found the trick and would soon be able to play as beautifully as King Zhao.
When they thought of their master's piano playing, Xuancao and Nanny An felt a tingling sensation on their foreheads and their expressions were indescribable.
Master, is it necessary to play this zither?
Just as she was about to persuade her master to take a rest for a while, Nanny An heard some noise in the yard outside.
After opening the door, they saw a nervous little child standing in the middle of the yard. On his right hand side was a large bamboo basket with a familiar swaddling cloth inside.
The master and his two servants had seen this not long ago.
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