She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Han Zheng had just opened his eyes, but his mind was not yet fully clear.

He got up from the bed, stood up with his hands open, and let Chengying help him get dressed.

At the same time, he asked, "What cousin? Where did our cousin come from?"

"You don't know this," Qingfeng stood beside Chengying and handed her something, "During the days when you were in training, your cousin Wan'er came to Shangjing from her hometown in Yuhang and has been living here for almost half a month."

Han Zheng was still confused, "Which uncle's daughter is she?"

He has three uncles in total on his maternal side.

"She is your uncle's daughter."

Han Zheng said "hmm" and didn't say anything extra.

When his mother married into the Duke's Mansion, his maternal grandfather was still an official in Beijing. Later, he died unexpectedly, so his grandmother took several uncles back to their hometown in Yuhang.

Because the two places were long and the mountains were high, transportation was inconvenient. Over the past ten years, several cousins ​​from my uncle's family once lived in the Duke's Mansion for some time. However, because he was busy with his studies at the time, he had little contact with them from beginning to end.

Qingfeng then said that she was his uncle's daughter, but he had no impression of her at all.

I just remember that my eldest and second uncles seemed to have quite a few daughters in their families.

He hasn't been to Yuhang in these years, so even though it is his maternal grandparents' home, he is actually very distant from them. If he saw his cousins ​​on the street, he would not recognize them at all.

He told Qingfeng, "Go to Anyuan and tell them I'll be there in a while."

Qingfeng responded and left.

The impatient figure made Han Zheng shake his head.

Of his two personal attendants, Qingfeng is always careless and doesn't think much before doing things, but fortunately he is smart and generally does things pretty well.

As for Chengying, he doesn't seem to be as efficient as Qingfeng and is rather taciturn, but he is cautious and steady, and has a plan in mind.

Chengying buckled Han Zheng's leather belt and tied a fish-shaped jade pendant on it, saying, "Madam is so anxious that she brought her cousin to our courtyard so early in the morning. I wonder what she is thinking."

Han Zheng was stunned and carefully pondered Chengying's words.

He didn't think about it that way at first. He just felt that his mother was a little excited and anxious because she hadn't seen her family for a long time.

But Chengying's guess was not groundless.

But she said, "I'm getting married soon, so my mother should just bring some relatives here for me to get to know them."

Chengying said: "I am the one who said too much."

Han Zheng patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay. What you said makes sense."

After washing up and having breakfast, Han Zheng went to Anyuan.

There was a maid waiting in front of the Anyuan gate. When she saw the prince appear, she immediately bowed and led him to the flower hall.

Lin and Lin Wan'er were drinking tea, chatting and appreciating flowers in the flower hall.

When Lin Wan'er looked up, she saw a tall, straight, and imposing man walking towards her from the end of the corridor in the distance. He must be the prince's cousin. Her face suddenly turned red and she lowered her head.

Seeing her unusual expression, Lin also looked over and found Han Zheng slowly coming over with a maid.

Smiling, she waved at him, "Brother Zheng, come and meet your cousin."

Lin Wan'er quickly stood up.

Han Zheng walked closer and greeted his mother first.

Mrs. Lin stood up and pulled Lin Wan'er over, introducing her to Han Zheng: "This is your eldest uncle's cousin, the third child, and her maiden name is Wan'er."

Lin Wan'er looked shy, with her head lowered, revealing her fair and graceful neck.

This posture looks like it was specially designed.

However, Han Zheng, a straight man, did not feel the beauty of this posture at all.

He only saw the top of his cousin's head. Her shiny black hair was tied into an intricate bun. Because of the hair oil, it gave off a fragrance that was a little pungent to him, making him want to take a step back.

This third cousin had several red-gold hairpins in her hair. Under the sunlight, they shone brightly, as if her entire head was covered with a layer of gold foil.

My eldest uncle’s family was a royal merchant and they ran a large tea garden in Yuhang. The annual tribute to the palace, “Taibai Rain and Dew”, was produced by his family.

He saw the tangible manifestation of his wealth over the years in his cousin's head.

Han Zheng couldn't help but think of his fiancée.

Every time she mischievously got close to him, she seemed to emit a faint fragrance from her body, but it was not strong. It was hard to tell what kind of fragrance it was, but it was light and refreshing and made people feel comfortable when they smelled it.

As for dressing up, whether it is a simple ponytail or luxurious and grand, it is just right.

There's no ridiculous thought of whether she's wearing all her jewelry.

Lin said, "I wonder if you still remember that ten years ago, your cousin Wan'er came to stay with us. At that time, you two got along pretty well and could be considered childhood sweethearts."

Han Zheng's brows moved slightly. In his memory, there was no such thing as this paragraph.

He didn't know whether his mother was exaggerating or it was because too much time had passed, but his memory was flawed.

Moreover, this third cousin kept her head down, so her appearance could not be seen.

Han Zheng didn't want to bend down to look, as that would make him look like a lecher.

All in all, I feel that this cousin is not very generous.

But most women are like this, and most of the ones he met before were like this.

There are few women in the world like his fiancée, who is not only graceful and elegant, but also eccentric. She has been "playing" with him from beginning to end, but Han Zheng doesn't mind.

He had to admit, he even enjoyed it a little.

Thinking of this, Han Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

When Lin saw him smile, she thought that he was indeed impressed by Lin Wan'er.

What kind of relationship can make people get closer to each other more quickly than cousins?

With Lin Wan'er's pitiful look, how many ordinary men can resist her?

Lin had been fantasizing that after her son got married in August, she would wait another month and then let her son take Lin Wan'er as his wife, not as a concubine, but as a side wife. Naturally, it was impossible for her niece from her natal family to be a concubine.

In this way, she could divide the Mo family's girl's favor, and let their wife and concubine make a fuss. When their son is annoyed, he would naturally realize that she, as a mother, is the most considerate to him!

When Lin Wan'er heard that laughter, she misunderstood that her cousin was interested in her.

He looked up at Han Zheng, then quickly lowered his head again.

When I saw him from afar just now, I felt that my cousin the prince had a figure as strong as a pine or cypress. When I looked closer, he had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was extremely handsome. Just standing like this, one could feel that he was of noble birth and extraordinary temperament.

This time, the meaning of the letter my aunt wrote back to Yuhang was very clear. My cousin was granted a marriage, but she didn't like the daughter-in-law. In order to consolidate the Lin family's position, she wanted her family to marry a girl into the Duke's Mansion.

But she definitely won’t be the principal wife.

There are several sisters in the family, some are willing and some are not.

Lin Wan'er was the one who was willing. Her aunt promised her a concubine, who could be included in the family tree and was not comparable to an ordinary concubine.

Some people don't care about being a concubine and feel that they are still a concubine.

But Lin Wan'er was very clear-headed. She was the concubine of the future Duke. Moreover, the title of the Han family was hereditary. Compared with those who inherited the title by lowering their titles, the Han family was a truly noble family that could last forever.