After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

Yang was confused. She looked around and saw that the maids from the Prime Minister's Mansion were about ten feet away from them.

She asked, "Are you talking about the Queen Mother?"

Aunt Chen whispered, "It's the Queen."

"Empress, she's so young, it's impossible! Is she sick?"

Aunt Chen nodded, "Someone from the palace came to report the news yesterday. I don't know the specific situation. The eldest lady cried a lot last night and went to the palace early this morning."

Yang understood. No wonder it was Aunt Chen who came out to receive her.

The eldest lady relied on her daughter being the Queen and set rules for the concubines in the mansion. Aunt Chen had long been dissatisfied.

Speaking of the Queen's illness, there was no sadness on her face, as if there was a hint of gloating, but a closer look showed that there was no sadness.

As she spoke, she walked into the second hanging flower gate.

Yang and Aunt Chen were whispering in front, and Jiang Jiaojiao followed behind, looking up from time to time to look at the layout of the courtyard.

Pavilions, rockeries, waterside pavilions, green pines and cypresses are dotted with exotic flowers and plants.

In the corridor, there is a bonsai every two meters.

It is really a family of honor and nobility for several generations.

The flying eaves and corners, the pearl curtain gatehouse, all show luxury.

The huge mansion, looking around, the garden alone covers half the mansion of the Shangshu Mansion.

Aunt Chen and Yang were almost done talking when she suddenly remembered that there was a girl following behind her.

She stopped and looked back, "Are you the second Miss Jiang? I was so happy to see your mother that I forgot that the second Miss was here too."

Jiang Jiaojiao smiled faintly at Aunt Chen.

Yang took over and said, "The zither player at home has something to do today, so I asked Jiao'er to come with me."

"Miss Jiang is twenty this year, right? Why is she still learning the zither? Madam Jiang will see the old lady later, can you ask her for a nanny from the palace?"

Yang originally wanted to show off that her daughter was good at zither, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But she backfired and was choked by Aunt Chen's words and couldn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Jiaojiao understood what Aunt Chen meant. Just now, she heard that an aunt came to receive them, and Jiang Jiaojiao didn't bow to Aunt Chen.

Is Aunt Chen saying that she didn't know the rules in a roundabout way?

"What Aunt Chen doesn't know is that whether it is zither or painting, learning is endless. If you don't practice for three days, your hands will become unfamiliar. My daughter's zither master is in his thirties and is still learning. What's so strange about this?"

When a junior implied that she was ignorant, Aunt Chen's face suddenly became ugly.

Humph! A concubine turned into a legitimate daughter, and she really thought she was a talented woman.

"We're here. The old lady is inside. You two can go in." Aunt Chen raised her hand and pointed to the courtyard in front.

"Aunt Chen, you..." Yang didn't expect Aunt Chen to have no intention of accompanying her in at all.

"Just let this maid accompany you in. I have other things to do, so I won't accompany you." Aunt Chen left her room and led the maid in her room to turn around and leave.

The mother and daughter looked at each other. In the Prime Minister's Mansion, even the aunt was so arrogant.

The maid in the Prime Minister's Mansion hurriedly helped Aunt Chen to smooth things over, "Today, the eldest lady went to the palace. Aunt Chen took care of all the big and small things in the mansion. You two should not worry too much. There are many people and many things in the mansion, and Aunt Chen is also burdened."

Yang came to her senses. It turned out that Aunt Chen was the most favored person in front of the prime minister. No wonder he didn't take her, the wife of the minister, seriously.

She asked Mrs. Qu and Caiyan to wait outside the courtyard.

The mother and daughter followed the maid into an exquisite courtyard.

"Good luck, old lady." Before they could see clearly the old lady Wei who was sitting at the top, Yang and Jiang Jiaojiao bowed.

Old lady Wei met the two in the flower hall.

Old lady Wei was born in a marquis's mansion. Although she had a head full of silver hair, her hair was meticulously tied with pearl hairpins, and she was full of nobility.

Her face with ravines and gullies was majestic without anger, and her old eyes were not very clear and shining.

The furnishings in the room were even more luxurious and dazzling.

"Are you Madam Jiang? I am old and my eyesight is not good. Please take a seat."

The maid next to old lady Wei hurriedly stepped forward and led the two to take a seat.

The maidservant on the side brought tea and cakes.

"Old lady, you look good. I think you are still young." Yang's butt just touched the armchair and she sent out a rainbow fart.

Flattery never wears out. Yang's words really made old lady Wei smile.

"The one sitting down is Miss Jiang, right? She looks just like Madam Jiang, with delicate features. Whose son is she promised to?"

Jiang Jiaojiao leaned forward shyly, "Thank you for the compliment, old lady. I am still young and still waiting to be married."

Madam Wei smiled and praised, "She is a filial girl. She wants to stay at home and spend more years with her parents."

Madam Wei had no idea how old a girl from the Shangshu Mansion was. She was just saying a few polite words.

"Madam, you don't know, my second girl has been a 15-year-old for many years. Maybe it's not her destiny yet." Yang said tactfully.

Madam Wei swept her eyes across Jiang Jiaojiao's face and changed the subject.

"I have to thank your Lord Jiang for coming in time that day, otherwise my old bones would have been scared to pieces."

"Old Madam, you are joking. Everyone in the capital knows that the old lady was born in a marquis's mansion. She is resolute and courageous, and she does things swiftly. How can a few low-class people scare the old lady?"

"It's just that the low-class people disturbed the old lady's peace, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Old Madam Wei was very pleased to hear this, and smiled and said to the maid beside her: "Look, Madam Jiang is really worthy of being the wife of the Shangshu. Look at how she praised me, an old lady."

The maid on the side glanced at Yang, then turned to look at Madam Wei with a flattering smile, "I think what Madam Jiang said is reasonable. Madam, how could she be frightened by the lowly people? It's just that so many lowly people entering the house is very unlucky."

The maid had been with the noble for a long time and had completely forgotten that she was a slave. In terms of nobility, she was lower than the lowly people.

Jiang Jiaojiao also wanted to agree with a few words, but she was afraid that she would not be virtuous enough if she talked too much, so she sat quietly and watched everyone talking and laughing with a smile on her face.

In the eyes of others, her appearance was dignified, gentle and a little well-behaved.

Madam Wei saw it and thought to herself that although the second Miss Jiang was not as good as the eldest Miss Jiang, she was a beautiful girl from a small family and looked okay.

If she was still a concubine, it would be appropriate to assign her to the eldest grandson as a concubine.

Now that Yang has been promoted to a successor, the concubine has become a legitimate daughter, and it would not be bad to match her with the child of her second son.

Madam Wei had a warm smile on her face, thinking about which grandson from the second house would be suitable for her.

The grandsons from the second house of the Wei family were not as talented as those from the first house. Although they were not talented, they had the relationship with the queen, and their adult grandsons all got jobs in the court. They were all well-off families.

After a while of asking about each other's well-being and chatting about family matters, Yang stood up to say goodbye. Madam Wei politely asked her to stay for dinner, but Yang didn't dare to stay for dinner.

The mother and daughter stood up and saluted again.

"Grandma."

A clear voice of a man came from the door.