A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

Shen Zhao ignored Cheng Rujin, but walked to the old lady's sedan and gave her a hand, as if he was a junior in the family.

Mrs. Chen, the eldest wife of the Shen family, also came out to greet them.

"Auntie is here, please come in."

"I haven't seen this girl Qingyu in a while. She is getting more and more beautiful as she grows older."

Su Qingyu looked at Chen's concerned eyes and sneered in her heart. She only felt disgusted by Chen's behavior.

The marriage between her and Shen Zhao was arranged ten years ago when the old masters of the two families were still alive. In recent years, the Shen family has become more and more powerful, so the Chen family has the intention to break off the engagement. In private, she looks down upon her, feeling that She is not worthy of Shen Zhao.

After Mr. Shen passed away in his previous life, Mrs. Chen changed his attitude towards her and became completely different from before. At that time, she thought that Mr. Chen finally saw her goodness and accepted her. But I didn't expect that everything was used.

Third Master Shen passed away suddenly, and the eldest and second eldest brothers had no time to feel sad, so they began to fight for power and property. Not only did Su Qingyu come from the Hou family, she also had a maternal ancestor who was an imperial merchant. She was the help Shen Zhao needed most right now. With this face, Mrs. Chen just wanted to hurry up and implement the marriage.

The group entered the banquet room of Qingyuan Residence and saw the old lady of the Shen family sitting on the kang near the window. She was dressed in plain clothes and her eyes were red and swollen.

Seeing Mrs. Su come in, she quickly asked her mother-in-law to help her stand up, then stepped forward and took Mrs. Su's hand, "Brother and sister, are you here? Sit down quickly."

Mrs. Su helped her sit down and said comfortingly: "My condolences to my sister-in-law. Zhixiu left suddenly. You should take care of yourself."

"I just can't get over this hurdle in my heart. He is not yet thirty years old and has not yet married and has children. How come he is in trouble?" Mrs. Shen said, holding the cotton handkerchief and gently wiping the corners of her eyes twice.

Mrs. Chen kept Shen Zhao's marriage in mind, so she stepped forward to persuade her: "Mom, aunt, you are old. Don't be too sad, lest you hurt your body."

Then he ordered Shen Zhao, "Take Qingyu to burn incense for your third uncle, and be careful to protect her from being hit by others."

Shen Zhao bowed in response and took Su Qingyu and Cheng Rujin to burn incense.

Along the way, Shen Zhao kept talking to Su Qingyu about the recent trivial matters of the Shen family. His tone was intimate, and there was no sign of resistance to this marriage.

Su Qingyu glanced at Cheng Rujin beside her and saw that she was biting her lower lip tightly and looking at Shen Zhao with resentment from time to time, almost throwing herself on Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao would give Cheng Ruijin a look from time to time, which was comforting at first and then a direct warning.

Su Qingyu shook her head slightly, with a self-deprecating smile on her lips. She was so blind in her previous life that she didn't see the two people flirting in private.

Because there are differences between men and women, a small mourning hall is also set up in the inner courtyard, and the female relatives all offer incense in the inner courtyard.

The place where incense is offered is not far from Qingyuan Residence. The housekeeper of the inner courtyard is guarding the place, and several ladies from the Shen family are kneeling to burn paper.

Su Qingyu stepped forward respectfully, took the incense offered by her mother-in-law, knelt down and kowtowed three times.

While kowtowing, Su Qingyu sincerely apologized to Mr. Shen San in her heart. She said that she might disturb his funeral and asked him not to blame her, and she had no choice.

After muttering in her mind, she stood up, put incense sticks, and stepped aside.

When we returned to Qingyuan Residence, Shen Yue, the third daughter of the Shen family, was bringing ginseng soup to the old lady.

"Grandma, you should drink a few sips, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it." Shen Yue, dressed in filial piety, advised from the side.

Shen Yue is the concubine of the eldest son of the Shen family. Her biological mother died young. She has been raised by the Chen family as a legitimate daughter since she was a child, and is also recorded in the Chen family's name.

In her previous life, Shen Yue had a good relationship with Su Qingyu and helped Su Qingyu speak for her several times, even going so far as to contradict Chen.

After the death of Third Master Shen, the eldest son and second son of the Shen family fiercely fought for power. However, the heads of the two houses combined could not match the ability of half Master Shen. The Shen family had troubles one after another and was once in a difficult situation.

Six months before Su Qingyu was killed, Shen Yue was married to Prince Duan as his successor by Chen. Prince Duan was already over 40 years old, and had dozens of concubines in his harem.

Su Qingyu begged Shen Zhao several times for this matter, but failed to change the Shen family's mind. At that time, the old lady was seriously ill again and fell asleep all day long. Mrs. Chen covered the sky with one hand, and Shen Yue finally married into Prince Duan's palace.

Mrs. Shen did not drink the soup and ordered Shen Yue and Shen Zhao, "You should take the two young ladies from the Su family down to talk. Don't neglect it."

Shen Yue and Shen Zhao bowed in response and took Su Qingyu and Cheng Rujin out of the main room.

Because it was a funeral, not an ordinary gathering, the few of them couldn't chat and laugh, so they found an elegant flower hall to chat.

"Come here, serve the best purple bamboo shoots. Sister Qingyu likes it." Shen Zhao's thin lips parted slightly, and he looked at Su Qingyu with a pair of gleaming peach blossom eyes.

"Thank you, brother Shen Zhao. I wonder if you still remember that I like to drink purple bamboo shoots. Oh, by the way, my cousin may not be used to drinking purple bamboo shoots, right?"

Shen Zhao didn't know what he was thinking, so he blurted out: "Put another pot of osmanthus tea and add a spoonful of linden honey."

After saying this, he was stunned and subconsciously looked at Su Qingyu. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Qingyu had turned around and talked to Shen Yue.

Cheng Rujin's aggrieved look just now immediately relaxed, and she said with a smile: "Thank you, brother Shen Zhao."

When the servants served tea, Su Qingyu looked at Cheng Rujin's scented tea, "Does even the servants of the Shen family know about my cousin's preferences?"

Shen Yue didn't hear what Shen Zhao said just now, and was very surprised, "What kind of drinking method is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Su Qingyu explained: "My cousin is from Jiangnan and likes sweeter scented tea. Our house keeps it all year round."

Shen Yue became even more suspicious and muttered: "Is Miss Cheng's reputation so famous? Even the servants in our house have heard about it?"

Shen Zhao was panicked and explained: "I heard what my sister Qing said before, and I gave the order just now."

I felt that I could no longer accompany guests here. If Su Qingyu discovered the clues, things would be in trouble.

Then he stood up and said, "I have to write a memorial to my third uncle, so I'm going back to the study first. Yue'er will stay with me."

Less than a cup of tea after Shen Zhao left, Cheng Rujin reached out to touch his forehead again and whispered: "I'm a little dizzy, can I go to the guest room to rest for a while?"