Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

On the day Yan Binghe, the fourth son of the Yan family, returned home, it snowed again.

There were many people waiting at the gate of the Hou Mansion. The maids were holding umbrellas. Tian and Lin Yingshi were both wearing cloaks and standing under the umbrellas.

A carriage gradually approached, and soon it arrived in front of the door. Yan Binghe and his son Yan Hanguang got out of the carriage.

Yan Binghe's appearance is average, but he has a mysterious confidence, while Yan Hanguang is more delicate, and his facial features look very much like Lin Yingshi's.

"Mother." Yan Binghe only said two words, which made Mr. Tian burst into tears. If Binghe had been here a few days ago, how could he have suffered such a big loss!

Yan Hanguang, who is the same age as Dabao, called his grandmother, and Tian was even more sad. No matter what, his confidence was back and he could fight Yan Erlang properly!

The family returned to Tian's courtyard and discussed the matter of choosing a reading companion for the emperor's grandson.

Tian held Yan Hanguang in her arms, and on the other side was Lin Yingshi's youngest daughter Qi. Tian said: "This is a huge opportunity for us, and I won't reveal a word about it. But before that

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been ordered to visit you in the past few days, and he must have mentioned it to Yan Beichen, because he is afraid that Yan Erlang also has plans."

Lin Yingshi looked worried, "Even if the Yan family is selected, it is impossible to select two people at the same time. Dabao is the eldest grandson, and our Han Guang family may not have such a good chance of winning."

Yan Binghe smiled contemptuously, "What are you afraid of? What if Yan Er has a plan? Will Zhang Sanniang enlighten Dabao for so long? Will he find someone to teach him martial arts? Not to mention the art of war and strategy! He is also running to be a companion,

Are you afraid that you are blind?"

Every time at this time, Lin Yingshi would show off her ladylike demeanor: "Han Guang is still young, how can he know the art of war and strategy?"

Yan Binghe snorted softly, "Madam, you are always so humble. How many children in the entire capital can memorize the art of war? We Hanguang can memorize it, which is extraordinary, and the chance of winning is still very high."

Lin Yingshi hurriedly followed her husband's words, "Han Guang recited the art of war, wouldn't it make His Majesty's eyes brighten? It will make our faces shine too."

Yan Binghe was proud of himself, "Then let the world see that Yan Beichen is not the only one who can represent the Yan family, but Yan Silang is the one who will inherit the mantle of general!"

Yan Hanguang, who had high hopes from the whole family, stood up and said loudly: "Grandma and mother, don't worry, Yan Dabao only knows how to fight. Mother always said that he is rude. As long as he goes, Hanguang will definitely beat him to nothing."

Mrs. Tian loved to hear this, hugging Yan Hanguang and shouting "good grandson" and "good grandson".

Yan Binghe took a sip of tea and asked, "How is my father's side?"

Mrs. Tian sighed softly, "If I hadn't fought to the death for my mother, I might have been sent away."

Yan Binghe looked at the big bump on my mother's head and couldn't help but clenched his fists, "Yan Beichen is the most cunning, we have to strengthen the guard. But he won't be able to stay around for long. His son's friend is a medical doctor from Taiyuan Hospital, and he has been following Du Wu for the past six months.

When he was ill, his son wrote to him. He said that he had never heard of anyone standing up after an injury like Yan Beichen's."

"Really?" Tian's eyes lit up. This is undoubtedly the best news in recent times, "Did Du Wuji say that?"

Yan Binghe nodded, "My good friend also said that Du Wuji was afraid that Yan Beichen would give up on himself, so he made up lies to coax him, but it was just a lie. That's fine, let him watch us Han Guang become a companion first.

, and if I inherit the title, I, Yan Binghe, won’t mind raising a few idlers in my house."

Lin Yingshi smiled and said: "It's better for Silang to talk about friendship and take the overall situation into consideration."

Tian's depression in the past few days has completely dissipated, and as soon as her son comes home, life becomes beautiful again.

While they were here showing affection to their mother and son, the back door of the Hou Mansion quietly opened, and Yan Beichen's soft sedan was carried out majestically.

Today is extremely important for Mr. Tian, ​​and all the people are concentrated in the front yard. It’s not that there are no people left at the back door, but everyone has been cleared out - some have been sent out of the house, some have been asked to help in the kitchen, and some have been sent to the front yard.

Yes, there were a few people who just didn't take the bait and knocked them unconscious and threw them into the woodshed.

Zhang Biluo thought to herself: Mrs. Tian thinks she is quite capable and wants to cover the sky with one hand in the house. In fact, Yan Beichen just ignored her. If nothing else, just the quantity and quality of her subordinates, can Mr. Tian compare?

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As the carriage drove through the snow, Yan Beichen was not in a hurry. He would often stop the carriage and ask Yan Liu to buy two bowls of hot spicy soup, or freshly roasted chestnuts with sugar, or fruits from a well-known tea house.

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"I didn't expect you to be quite good at eating." Zhang Biluo smiled.

"When I was little, my brother often took me out and tasted all the best snacks in the capital. Since we got married, I haven't even walked the streets with you, so it's always okay to share some food."

"Don't be sorry, I won't be picky. There are no outsiders in this carriage, so there is no need to act so seriously."

Yan Beichen was furious, "Just think of me as... and do your best to be a landlord."

Zhang Biluo lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, breathing in the clear air. The Cangshan Mountain was far away, the sky was dancing, the falling snow was broken and still connected, and I didn't know whose strings were playing in my ears.

Zhang Biluo admired the snowy scenery, and Yan Beichen said: "Don't be greedy for the beautiful scenery, be careful of catching a cold."

She lowered the car curtain and asked, "How is your best friend's temperament? Is it easy to get along with him?"

"You mean Pang Jue?" Yan Beichen smiled, "He has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with."

Zhang Biluo nodded to show that he understood, then he twisted a chestnut and peeled it. The chestnut shell was hard, but there was an opening cut on it. Zhang Biluo broke it hard, and the chestnut turned into two pieces and flew away! When it fell,

Just hit Yan Beichen on the head!

Yan Beichen threw the half chestnut out of the window, "The hidden weapon may not be able to hit me, but I was attacked by half a chestnut."

Zhang Biluo was very sorry, "Otherwise, your legs and feet have seriously affected your combat effectiveness."

Yan Beichen didn't want to talk, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. Then he glanced at Zhang Biluo's hand after peeling the chestnuts. He couldn't stand it, so he came over and wiped it twice for her.

Zhang Biluo was stunned, and Yan Beichen said seriously: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters."

"Oh." Zhang Biluo responded. The chestnuts were too hard to peel and he didn't want to eat them anymore. The carriage was swaying and it was so warm that he couldn't help but yawn.

"You take a nap, I'll call you when you get there."

Zhang Biluo nodded, curled up next to Yan Beichen and quickly fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes, the carriage had stopped. She sat up in a daze, opened the curtain and looked out, "Where is this?"

"This is my villa in the suburbs of Beijing."

Zhang Biluo smiled and said, "I accidentally discovered the general's private property."

Yan Beichen gave her the stove and said, "The snow has stopped now. Wrap your cloak tightly."

Zhang Biluo responded and asked again: "When will Shaojian Pang arrive?"

"He's already here and waiting inside."

Zhang Biluo was shocked, "It's so rude to ask people to wait for us. Why didn't you call me earlier?"

"It doesn't matter. I brought him some foreign Tiangong books this time. He is looking at them and wishes we wouldn't show up."