Ji Yan's small hand grasped the lunchbox tightly, her expression slightly flustered. She gazed far ahead at the half-open courtyard gate, but her footsteps slowed involuntarily, her eyes filled with struggle. Thinking of Jiang Wanru who hadn't eaten breakfast, she lightly bit her lower lip and quickened her pace by two steps, but then thinking again about what she had just heard, her footsteps slowed once more. After hesitating repeatedly, Ji Yan gritted her teeth and rushed into the courtyard.
When Jiyuan rushed to the gate, Mugen came out of the yard. He wanted to greet Jiyuan, but saw that her face was not right, so he quickly stretched out his hand to stop her and pulled her aside by the sleeve, asking angrily: "Jiyuan, who made you angry? Who scolded you? Tell me, I'll think of a way to help you deal with her." Jiyuan heard this and shook her head, saying: "Mugen brother, no one was mean to me." She then whispered in a small voice: "Yuwen sister in the mistress's yard said that Miss will be the little princess of King Wang's mansion in the future."
Mu Gen listened to Ji Yan's words, extremely disbelieving and staring at Ji Yan, opening his mouth to say: "Ji Yan, don't listen to her nonsense. The young lady is the legitimate daughter of the Lian family, married to the eldest son as his rightful wife, with outsiders saying it's a perfect match between a talented scholar and a beautiful woman. As for the status of the Lian family, who knows how many levels higher it is than your family? Your family's young lady is just an illegitimate daughter, with her identity, how can she possibly enter the Wang family as a princess? She's just saying this to deceive you, letting you get excited and tense up for nothing."
Ji Yan's eyes turned red as soon as he stood up, and he shook his head at Mu Gen, saying: "Brother Mu Gen, you wronged Yu Wen sister. My mother had helped her before, and she has always been good to me. Whenever something happened, she would think of a way to remind me. She said 'being a servant in the Wangye's mansion is not an easy job.' Sister Yu Wen is different from the other sisters in the mansion, they usually see me with a smile that is not a smile, and every day they can't wait for Miss to scold me. Today, each of them smiled at me with their mouths wide open, congratulating me one after another."
Ji Yan stopped talking and thought about her walking out of the hospital gate to the big kitchen this morning. Along the way, people coming and going smiled at her, ignoring her slightly red eyes, and instead said with joy: "Ji Yan, congratulations. Your young lady has always been good to you, and your future days will be good, don't forget us sisters." Ji Yan used to tell others that Jiang Wanru was good to her, but no one in the Jiang family believed her. Now, everyone's mouth is saying that Jiang Wanru is good to her.
Jiyuan looked at them with a hint of doubt, intentionally bringing her small face closer so they could take a good look at her slightly red eyes. Jiyuan watched as they stared at her eyes and then one by one looked away. She waited with a sense of anticipation for them to speak ill of Miss like before, lamenting and complaining in front of her, encouraging her to go find Madame to take charge.
Unfortunately, Jiyuan saw their evasive eyes and one by one, the pretending-not-to-see eyes. They advised her instead, saying: "Jiyuan, you've been following Miss Third for many years, you're a lucky person yourself. All these years, Miss Third has been kind, she's always tolerated you. In the future, don't take advantage of Miss Third's good temper and behave willfully in front of her. Miss Third is a good master..."
Jiyuan listened to their conversation and walked into the large kitchen. After entering the kitchen, she quickly ate the meal her mother had left for her and quietly told her mother about what had just happened. Jiyuan's mother listened and only coldly smiled, saying: "Jiyuan, those are people not worth associating with. You must remember that no matter when, our family does not do things like this. The young lady's marriage has not been confirmed yet, and people who want to curry favor will come after her."
Ji Yan leaned in close to her mother and said, "Mother, look at my eyes, are they red?" Ji Yan's mother, facing her daughter's tearful nature, had nothing to say and sighed, "You came out again with tears for a small matter?" Ji Yan nodded and said, "Miss didn't let me wash my face, so I came out like this. In the past, when they saw me like this, they would tell me to go talk to Madame about how Miss treated me poorly, that's why I was so upset. Today, everyone who sees me tells me to appreciate my good fortune and not be petty."
Miss Ji heard this and was taken aback, then suddenly burst out laughing. "This time, Miss's marriage is probably quite good. It can be seen that these people are flattering her. When Eldest Miss entered the Lian family back then, those with discerning eyes in the household also flattered her attendants like this. Well, Miss will ultimately have good fortune, what belongs to her will still belong to her." The sound of Ji's laughter startled her mother, who hastily pulled on her clothes and asked: "Mother, did you find out which family Miss is engaged to?"
The maid, Ji Yan, shook her head and said, "This morning, the people from the mistress's courtyard came over, and everyone went to ask them. The leader of the servants said, 'Both the third miss and fourth miss are engaged to good families. However, the family background of the one the third miss is engaged to is a bit higher, while the family background of the one the fourth miss is engaged to is a bit lower.' He also told us not to spread rumors and just focus on doing our own work well." Hehe, I chased after him and asked the servant, who said, "There will be news in these two days, don't make wild guesses."
Ji Yan carried a lunch box and came out of the large kitchen, running into Yuwen, the second maid in the mistress's courtyard. After exchanging greetings, she caught the hint in Yuwen's eyes and deliberately slowed down her pace as she walked, waiting at the corner of the road. When Yuwen finished her task in the large kitchen and turned onto the winding road, Ji Yan came out to greet her along the way.
Yuwen saw Jiyuan and walked over to her with a sympathetic expression, speaking in a soft voice: "Jiyuan, I'm telling you this because I care about you. When the matchmaker comes to propose the marriage between our young master and your family's young lady, it will be decided by the old master and the old lady. These past two days, Manager Jiang will likely find time to go over and discuss this matter with your family's young lady. Jiyuan, the rules in the Wang household are much stricter than those in the Jiang household, so you should think of a way out early on." After finishing speaking, Yuwen quickly left.
Ji Yan looked at Mu Gen and said, "Brother Mu Gen, Sister Yu Wen wouldn't deceive me about this. She said that the old master and the young master have already agreed to the marriage." Mu Gen's expression changed slightly, his face filled with shock and panic. He calmed himself down and looked at Ji Yan, saying in a low voice, "You go tell your family's young lady about this matter, let her be mentally prepared first." Ji Yan glanced at Mu Gen, saw that he looked uncomfortable, and before leaving, asked him, "Brother Mu Gen, you also think it's not good for the young lady to marry into the Wang family, right?"
Mu Gen couldn't help but smile wryly, staring at her and saying: "There's nothing wrong with the Wang estate, everything is fine there. It's just that your young mistress's identity is too high to marry into the Wang estate. Sigh... go tell your young mistress not to worry. Since Madam hasn't sent anyone to discuss it, the matter hasn't been settled yet, maybe it was a false rumor."
Alas, this chapter is written in a complicated way. Recommend a book: "Yi Ling's Cultivation Record" - Bright Moonlight. Read about Yi Ling and his companions' wonderful stories and thrilling adventures on their cultivation journey.