Xie Zhiyun and Mu Yun grew up together. She lost her mother when she was five years old, so her nanny found two maids of the same age for her, not to mention serving them, but to accompany her through those young years.

With this kind of friendship, the two of them can actually talk about anything.

However, Mu Yun has always been timid and cautious, not as lively and lively as Chao Yu, so Xie Zhiyun did not discuss with her the affairs of Chun Hua Ting, and only asked her to serve and accompany him personally.

Xie Zhiyun looked at the reddish corners of Mu Yun's eyes, paused and asked, "What are you doing? But someone is bullying you?"

Mu Yun was stunned.

She carefully raised her head and looked at Xie Zhiyun.

Because of this seemingly incompatible marriage, Xie Zhiyun has been unhappy for the past two months. She always loses her temper for no reason and has never been at peace.

There were many people in Duke Su's palace, and Xie Zhiyun had to deal with them one by one. How could he be patient with the servants around him?

However, Mu Yun was just stunned for a moment, and then managed to break out a smile.

"Don't worry, Miss. It's okay. Who in Chunhua Court dares to bully a slave?"

Mu Yun quietly stepped forward and whispered: "Miss, breakfast is ready. Let's have some snacks first."

Xie Zhiyun's expression remained unchanged, but he scolded Wei Ji eight hundred times in his heart.

"Miss, miss, I..."

She had no makeup on her face and only lightly swept her brows, but there was a beauty that could not be ignored.

Aunt Zhao lowered her eyes, bowed and saluted her, and then quietly retreated.

Xie Zhiyun's mood became even worse.

"Mother should be able to understand what I mean."

Aunt Zhao turned around and looked up at the beautiful woman on the throne.

When Chun Huating became quiet again, Xie Zhiyun retracted the smile on his face and slowly exhaled.

She might still feel embarrassed, so she huddled behind Aunt Zhao, lowering her head and saying nothing.

She stood there, her small body like a kettle about to boil, about to roar eagerly.

Xie Zhiyun frowned again.

Wei Ning'an was going to be furious with her.

However, at this moment, Chaoyu's familiar voice floated into the dining room.

The Langhuan Xie clan is a century-old clan. It was the mainstay of the court as early as the late Zhou Dynasty. Later, after the fall of the late Zhou Dynasty and the prosperity of the former Qin Dynasty, it once again dominated the court of the former Qin Dynasty.

Nanny Su was so anxious that she was sweating. While saluting Xie Zhiyun, she went to persuade Wei Ning'an.

"Say it again?"

Xie Zhiyun had no choice but to pretend to be angry and said: "Isn't it wrong to hide it and not retaliate? Muyun, if I ask you a question, you have to answer truthfully. Why did you lie to me?"

She lowered her eyes and looked at Aunt Zhao, and waited for her to finish her series of confessions before speaking: "Aunt Zhao, you are the steward around Madam. If you make this trip in person, I will give you the honor."

Take Miss Ning back and discipline her well. Don't act like this again and make the government lose face."

Xie Zhiyun nodded, returned to the dining room, washed his hands and noodles again, and then began to eat breakfast slowly.

Xie Zhiyun frowned slightly.

Taking the breakfast in front of me as an example, Wei's and Xie's are completely different.

"Xie Zhiyun, don't be complacent. What's so great about having a high birthrate? Why don't you marry into our family?" Wei Ning'an shouted while breaking away from Aunt Su beside her.

But after she said this, Mu Yun still didn't respond, so Xie Zhiyun looked up at her.

"But I'm afraid that my mother is really gone and I won't be able to see her for the last time. Miss, miss, what should I do?"

Mu Yun's eyes were red, and he stood beside her in a daze, looking really pitiful.

The Wei family was born in a farming family in Taixing, and the whole family made a living by cultivating land and raising cattle for rich farmers. There were about ten people in the family, and they could all be literate and read on the palm of their hand.

She didn't like it when others spoke hesitantly, and Mu Yun knew it in her heart. She was usually neat and tidy, but today she was even more withdrawn.

Xie Zhiyun's expression remained unchanged. She asked Mu Yun to serve her a cup of honey pear soup and took a slow sip.

Even so, the heritage of a century-old clan is not lacking at all.

Mu Yun subconsciously replied: "My mother is sick."

However, after marrying into the palace and becoming the eldest young lady of the palace, her life was not as meticulous as when she was at home.

She walked slowly towards the main room step by step with the air of a wealthy family.

Xie Zhiyun raised her head high, and the pearl tassels beside her ears swayed slightly, lighting up her delicate eyebrows.

Xie Zhiyun was full of irritation: "What's the matter with you?"

But when he thought of the sins she suffered when she was young, Xie Zhiyun couldn't say anything to teach her, so he could only slowly relieve her.

Xie Zhiyun asked: "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Wei Ji has been with Su Guo Gong Wei Cang since he was a child. He went into battle to kill the enemy at the age of fifteen. When he was young, he fought with the army all year round. His life was too casual and he never paid attention to food and clothing.

Xie Zhiyun said: "Wait a minute."

The smile on Nanny Zhao's face remained unchanged, she saluted Xie Zhiyun, and then invited Wei Ning'an back.

"Xie Zhiyun, you are so brave!"

In addition, the small kitchen specially cooked a pot of pork rib soup for her, which was an extra tribute to her.

Mu Yun has been shy since she was a child, and Xie Zhiyun has been teaching her for so many years, but it has not improved. Whenever she encounters a major incident, she likes to hide it, and Xie Zhiyun always needs to prod her before she is willing to reveal the truth.

After this month of "teaching", the small kitchen has improved, but it is really lackluster.

Wei Ning'an resembles her biological mother, with a pretty and lovely face, especially her round grape eyes, which makes people always feel that she is smiling all the time.

With these few words, Wei Ning'an became as good-behaved as a quail.

However, the "little lady" in Chao Yu's words was not so calm. Before Xie Zhiyun could sit down on the chair, she heard a rapid sound of kicking and running.

There was no smile on Xie Zhiyun's face at this moment. She looked at Aunt Zhao lightly and said in a deep voice: "There are many people in the house, and my mother has to worry about her father, second brother and younger sister. It is inevitable that she will be tired. I will share the worries for my mother and take advantage of the upcoming

When spring comes, it’s your duty to prune your garden.”

Langhuan’s reputation as the most beautiful woman is indeed well-deserved.

She was so careless that she almost made Wei Ningan angry.

"Well, listen up." Xie Zhiyun responded lazily.

What followed was a childish roar filled with rage.

"Xie Zhiyun, I'm talking to you!" Wei Ning'an stood in the middle of the hall, akimbo and shouting.

She put down her chopsticks and let Chao Yu handle the breakfast while she led Mu Yun into the inner room.

Only then did Xie Zhiyun remember that there seemed to be such a thing. She winked at the end of her beautiful eyes and said with a smile in her voice: "Little sister, I am the eldest lady of the mansion. I assist my mother in taking care of the middle garden. How do I take care of the garden?"

You don’t need me to explain it to you.”

Today's breakfast is still noodles and fried rice, but the noodles are shredded pork noodles with pickled mustard, and the fried rice is added with cucumber and bacon, which makes it more fragrant.

Born to the same father, there is a world of difference. Wei Ning'an only has innocence in him, and does not have the evil aura that is so strong that Wei Ji has.

Mu Yun's tears rushed out and fell onto the cashmere carpet like a curtain of rain.

"My eldest brother doesn't like you. You can't wield a sword or a gun. You can't go into battle to kill the enemy. You are not worthy of my eldest brother."

It wasn't until the collapse of the former Qin Dynasty and North Vietnam taking over, wars broke out frequently in the north and south, and the Wei family came to power in North Vietnam that it was difficult to maintain the majesty of the Xie family.

But neither sister-in-law is easy to get along with. One is full of ridicule, the other is furious, and the war is about to break out.

"Miss, the little lady is here."

Xie Zhiyun was not happy to eat such coarse food, but she also knew that she could not starve herself. She simply ate a bowl of noodles and said to Mu Yun: "You can take the rest and eat it. If it is not enough, let the small kitchen make it again."

Pretentious and inconsistent.

Mu Yun bowed and kowtowed on the ground: "Miss, my mother is seriously ill. Yesterday, brother Yang sent a letter asking me to go home today, but I, I don't dare to go back."

Just when she was about to let people drive Wei Ning'an away, another figure hurriedly arrived.

Xie Zhiyun's complexion changed slightly. She stretched out her hand to straighten the pearl and plum blossom hairpin on her temples, then slowly smoothed the wrinkles on her sleeves, and then she stood up holding Mu Yun's hand.

Aunt Zhao stepped into the main hall, bowed politely to Xie Zhiyun, and confessed Wei Ning'an's crime. Then she turned her head and whispered a few words to Wei Ning'an.

"My little sister has never received a ladylike education since she was a child. It is inevitable that she does not understand some things. I will tell my mother later and ask her to discipline you well."

Xie Zhiyun remembered that on her first day of marriage, breakfast was a bowl of egg noodles and a portion of fried rice. She was so bored that she didn't eat anything all day long.

She raised her eyes and looked at Aunt Su Su: "Aunt Su, I don't know that the government has such rules. How can my sister-in-law mock my eldest sister-in-law so freely?"

Xie Zhiyun thought of her painful appearance in the dream, opened her mouth, and wanted to ask more carefully.

After saying this, Xie Zhiyun raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a dignified and decent smile.

Wei Ning'an pointed at Xie Zhiyun and said angrily: "Xie Zhiyun, who asked you to shovel all the green chrysanthemums in the garden? You don't know that those are mother's favorite flowers? How dare you?"

After putting the tea cup on the table, she said calmly: "Little sister, what disturbed you to come to Chun Huating? You are really a rare visitor."
To be continued...