The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Zhuang Shiyang is very fond of this daughter. In his memory, he and his mother have never had such a warm moment as Zhuang Shiyang, but she is a serious exiled daughter, and fate is ironic.

Zhou Shi smiled, but Han Yan had clearly seen her glance over here just now, so she must have seen it. Even if she didn't see it, with so many servants serving tea around, could it be that all of them were blind? It was clearly instructed early in the morning, do you want to have a slap in the face?

Ji Lan couldn't see it, and when she was angry, she was about to warn her, but Han Yan reached out and stopped her. They were happy to act, and she was happy to watch. Anyway, watching a play is much easier than acting, and Zhou Shi wanted to force her to speak first, which would lose her momentum at the beginning. She just kept her mouth shut, to see who was more patient.

While talking to Zhuang Shiyang, Mrs. Zhou quietly glanced at Han Yan, how could this little hoof be so calm? Originally wanting to hang her for a while, Zhuang Hanyan, who was wronged, would definitely not help interrupting the elders' conversation, which was disrespectful. If she complied a few more words, Zhuang Shiyang would be even more displeased. Even if Zhuang Hanyan didn't open her mouth and waited blindly, such a long time was enough to frustrate her spirit.

It's a pity that Zhou Shi soon found out that he was wrong. Han Yan always looked at them with a smile. When she met her gaze, she would not evade her, and even the corners of her lips were raised even higher, as if she had encountered something extremely happy. Zhou Shi was stunned for a moment, but seeing Han Yan's eyes bright and insightful, there seemed to be a hint of ridicule, and he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

Looking at it again, Han Yan smiled innocently and innocently.

She was startled, and quickly comforted herself, the other party was just a twelve-year-old girl, so why should she be afraid. With such a stupefied effort, Zhuang Shiyang has followed her gaze to find Han Yan, and frowned: "Yan'er is here, I don't know how to make a sound."

Only then did Han Yan bring Ji Lanshuhong forward, and gave a timid salute: "Dad, Yan'er doesn't want to disturb Madam's conversation with you, so she has to stand aside and wait. Besides, Madam has been looking at Yan'er just now, Yan'er thought that daddy already knew about it."

In a few words, it was clear that he acted according to the etiquette, and it was implied that Zhou shi had seen her a long time ago without reminding her what she was thinking.

Zhuang Shiyang was stunned, and immediately understood what she meant. He glanced at Zhou sullenly, and he always turned a blind eye to what tricks the wives and concubines used in the house. But playing tricks in front of him doesn't seem to take him seriously. Moreover, Han Yan is also the exiled daughter of his name, and so many servants are watching, and they don't know how it will spread out later. Will it be said that he, Zhuang Shiyang, allowed the outer chamber to bully the exiled daughter and cause chaos in the inner house. He is a civil servant, and the most important thing is his reputation.

Zhou Shi's heart was tense, and he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "I don't know that the concubine is the fourth young lady, but I just said which girl is so beautiful, just like the fairy girl in the painting. If I had known it was Sister Yan, my concubine It's too late to welcome it."

This is a wonderful word, which not only separates himself, but also pleases her. Han Yan smiled slightly, she played a good calculus, and she flattered herself when she saw that the momentum was not right. Want to soften her attitude first?

Unfortunately, Han Yan bowed her head and said respectfully, "The little girl Pu Liu's posture, Madam is overrated."

Zhuang Shiyang was very satisfied with her submissive attitude, and frowned quickly: "Why are you still calling Mrs. Madam? It's time to call me Aunt Zhou."

"Aunt Zhou?" Han Yan raised her face, her black and white eyes full of doubts: "Which aunt is this Yan'er?"

Zhuang Shiyang's face was a little embarrassed, but a trace of resentment flashed in Zhou's eyes.

"Yan'er, what nonsense are you talking about, this is your mother." Zhou Shi's identity is indeed embarrassing. But I don’t know if she’s worried about Ye Changmeng. Zhou Shi chose to enter the mansion at this time. She was not a concubine or an outer chamber. , which will be raised as the main room in the future.

"Since it's a mother, why do you call it Aunt Zhou?" Han Yantian said sincerely: "Dad, when my mother entered the manor, all my aunts served tea, and the elders of the clan also came to give gifts and congratulations. Since Aunt Zhou entered the manor The manor is my father’s wife again, Yan’er feels that she must inform the aunts and elders.”

"No!" Before she could finish speaking, Zhuang Shiyang categorically refused, and he couldn't help but feel guilty. This matter must not be mentioned to the elders of the clan. He never thought of carrying the Zhou family now. I originally thought that Han Yan was young, so I coaxed her to call her Aunt Zhou first, and then Mrs. Zhou lifted Mrs. Zheng before changing her words, but now it is indeed impossible.

Zhou Shi's eyes were filled with undisguised disappointment. Only Han Yan was still smiling. Didn't she work hard to be the mistress of the house? Can! As long as you can convince the elders, and from the beginning, you must be ready to fight with the concubines. Having lived in the mansion for so many years, Han Yan does not think that these concubines in her family are fuel-efficient lamps. So like to calculate, even if the calculation is good enough.

Just as she was about to add more fire, a delicate voice interrupted her: "This is Sister Yan'er?"

Han Yan sneered in her heart and finally came.

Zhuang Yushan wears a long pink cotton silk dress, the hem of which is spread out in the shape of a peony flower, the chest is embroidered with the pattern of begonia under the moon, and the outer cover is a short jacket. Wearing a bun with flowing clouds and a few golden hairpins with exquisite workmanship in her hair, she was originally born and beautiful, although she was young and not fully grown, after all, she had the slender and graceful appearance of a girl. Such a well-dressed, lining the whole person is slim, pink and peach blossoms.

This outfit looks even more sophisticated than her daughter. It's no wonder that Wei Rufeng's heart is moved, such as Si Jiaren, Jie Yu Jiao Hua, more moving than her silent and indifferent appearance. Thinking of Wei Rufeng, my heart aches again.

That Xiangzhuang Yushan has already held Han Yan's hand cordially, and said with a smile, "As soon as I see my sister, I like it so much."

Han Yan's eyes fell on her hand, her fingers painted with bright red Kodan were as white as jade. She also smiled innocently, but the next sentence surprised everyone in the room.

"Unfortunately, I don't like my sister."

Han Yan's cornered light fell on Zhou's face, seeing her face change, Zhuang Yushan didn't expect her to say that, and was stunned for a while.

"What did you say?" It was Zhuang Shiyang who spoke up, and he slapped the table hard: "What kind of attitude do you have? That's what your mother taught you to behave like this on weekdays! Kneel down for me!"

Han Yan bit her lip, bowed her head and knelt down.

There was a glimmer of joy in Zhuang Yushan's eyes, and he quickly put on a look of grievance, but he also persuaded generously: "It doesn't matter, my sister may be unfamiliar with me, the ground is cold, sister, let's get up quickly."

Han Yan smiled inwardly, knowing that her father was the most arrogant in his life, and hated the meaning of others disobeying him the most. On weekdays, his mother and aunt followed him in everything. Zhuang Yushan wanted to be a good person, but directly ignored Zhuang Shiyang's attitude. This is not self-indulgent.