"Sister is telling the truth?" Zhuang Hanming became excited in an instant: "I can't say it out loud, my sister must keep her word." Then he said seriously: "If I learn martial arts, I will definitely not let my sister be bullied."

Han Yan's eyes heated up, and she was moved, and she said, "You protect yourself is the best reward to your sister. You just have to endure hardships when practicing martial arts. Don't give up halfway."

"I don't know." Zhuang Hanming suddenly thought of something and asked, "I heard from Ji Lan that my father had just arrived, what did you say?"

Ming Ge'er also knew about Zhuang Shiyang and her quarrel. Han Yan shook her head: "It's nothing, I just want us to meet Zhou who is about to enter tomorrow."

"Did you agree?" Zhuang Hanming whispered in disbelief: "Sister, this is not possible. We only have one mother."

"Stop talking." Han Yan interrupted him quickly, and the wall was full of ears: "You don't understand, listen, don't mention this in front of your father, just do it without knowing it. When you see them tomorrow, just be colder and don't take your own initiative."

Zhuang Shiyang was not happy with this son at first. If Ming Ge'er had a fight with him again, it would probably only make Zhuang Shiyang even more disgusted, which would bring Zhou's heart to life. Although the father is kind and filial to his son is just an illusion, it is very necessary. Before, Ming Ge'er had a fight with Zhuang Shiyang because of Han Yan's illness and was punished and beaten and locked up in the ancestral hall. This time, the same mistake should not be repeated.

"Sister, but she wants to be our mother." Zhuang Hanming said aggrievedly: "My mother just passed away, how can my father..."

Han Yan shook her head: "Our mother only has one, fifth brother, if you believe me, you will do what I do, and I have my own plans."

Zhuang Hanming thought for a moment and finally said, "I believe in my sister."

Han Yan looked at the small figure at the door and smiled slightly.

Today is her last time crying. From now on, Zhuang Hanyan will swallow all the tears into her stomach to protect the people she wants to protect.

Ji Lan, Shuhong, Chen's mother, and Zhuang Hanming.

The sun in early winter is slightly warm, and shines into the house through the carved mahogany window. There is an ancient pavilion in the atrium with ridges and flying eaves. A clear pool water flows around the pavilion, and red plums are reflected on the mirror-like surface of the pond, as if there are a few rubies on the green jade.

The garden is deep and the trees are pruned in a staggered manner, which is pleasant to be romantic. As a third-rank minister in the court, Zhuang Shiyang prefers elegance and exquisiteness in his home, and the small courtyards of the mountains and stones are all well arranged.

Just looking at the scenery of the garden, you will know that the person who is in charge of the decoration has a brilliant mind. Unfortunately, this person has left, leaving behind this picturesque scenery, which is cheaper for some people.

Han Yan sat in the pavilion, spreading a piece of snow-white rice paper on the bluestone table, Ji Lan grinding ink while standing. Han Yan held the pen and dipped it ink, thought for a long time, and picked up the pen and wrote a word on the paper.

Ji Lan glanced at him curiously and said strangely: "It's the word 'quiet'."

The ink fragrance remains on the snow-white paper, and the handwriting is full of color and is unrestrained and romantic. Ji Lan doesn't understand the words, but she only feels that the lady usually writes in a delicate and rude manner, but this time she writes a little sloppy. It looks a little different from the past, but it looks comfortable.

"Why do you write the word "jing" in my mind?" After holding it in for a while, Ji Lan couldn't help but ask curiously.

Han Yan smiled and said, "I give this word to you and to myself." After all, today is the day when the mother and daughter enter the mansion. Before Zhuang Shiyang could send a message, he could not take the initiative to ask. It is a clever way to use calmness to control his movements.

Ji Lan blushed: "Miss, is it that I am too verbally irritating, and I've disturbed the lady from writing?"

"There is nothing more pleasant in the world than Hongxiu Tianxiang. How dare I think we, the girl Ji Lan, talk too much?" Han Yan deliberately looked up and down at the girl beside her, pretending to show her obsession.

"Miss joked about me again." Ji Lan became more and more embarrassed. Since she woke up, her temperament has changed a lot and her behavior has become much bolder than before. Although she used to joke with them, she is not as unrestrained as she is now. But this is not a good thing. It is better for the lady to come out of the shadow of losing her mother. Speaking of which, this is the first time after the wife passed away, she has seen the lady with such a sincere smile. As long as the lady is happy, what is it that she is joking for a few words.

Just as he was about to say a few more words, Han Yan saw Shuhong coming towards her and quickly stood up.

Shuhong approached a little and handed her a small cloth bag: "I have been used as a total of 200 taels of silver notes, and Yu's quartz bracelet has been exchanged for some broken silver."

Han Yan glanced at the bag, put it in her sleeve and put it away, and nodded to her.

She asked Shuhong to take some jewelry from the house to serve as a pawn shop. When her mother was alive, she kept giving her pocket money on a monthly basis to avoid her being arrogant and extravagant. Fortunately, she couldn't use a lot of money and lived a good life. After her mother passed away, everything became different. In the past, Haitang Pavilion had her mother's instructions and would come to cut cloth and make clothes for her every month. Now no one gave her money, so she didn't come. Several aunts didn't kiss her, and wouldn't mention this matter on their own. Even the food made in the kitchen was not as delicate as before. She always picked her mouth, but now she has developed the habit of eating everything.

The former daughter of the Marquis's family is now a problem of food and clothing. In addition, if the Zhou mother and daughter come in, she must prepare to give money to her if she wants to install a confidant. Ming Ge'er wants to learn martial arts and asks Mr. Wu to hire Mr. Wu for a considerable expense. The dowry left by her mother to be locked in the warehouse, which was left for her when she got married, and she cannot move now. The distance water cannot quench her near thirst, so she has to sell some jewelry.

This can only be done by Shuhong. Shuhong, a girl who has been with her for so many years, is a very safe person. Although she doesn't like to be close to others, she is also a cold-hearted person. Ji Lan should be smarter and more lively. The girls in the mansion have more or less friendships with her. Keeping such a person around is equivalent to putting a message library, and some news sounds particularly easy. Both girls are extremely loyal to Han Yan. As a girl, the most important quality is here. If you can be in the same mind as your master, Han Yan will not avoid them in many things.

As soon as he packed the bill, he saw Butler Lin coming to spread the news. Zhuang Shiyang asked Han Yan to go to the front hall.

Han Yan understood that the Zhou family and daughter should have arrived. She thought it would be later. She was so impatient to enter the mansion on such a big morning. She lowered her head, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, and raised her head and felt gentle and quiet again: "Shuhong, Ji Lan, let's go."

I walked through the corridor and walked around the pavilion. As soon as I stepped into the front hall, I heard a crisp laugh from the hall.
Chapter completed!