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

The old lady dislikes people with bad character, unrighteousness and filial piety.

She had no choice but to let Cheng Rujin in, which did not mean that she approved of Cheng Rujin. Now that she understood the reason for the incident, she was even more angry.

She said in a deep voice to Aunt Hua, "From now on, Aunt Cheng will treat her as the last concubine in her room."

"Aunt Cheng is not allowed to leave the house without my permission."

"Also, give her a bowl of Juezi's medicine to stop her thoughts."

Cheng Rujin fell to the ground, her face frighteningly pale. Juezi's medicine...then what hope does she have for the rest of her life?

The last concubine? She was going to be the young mistress of the Shen family, how could she be the last concubine?

"Please forgive me, old lady, I don't dare to do it anymore."

"Old lady, have mercy. Old lady, have mercy."

After reacting, Cheng Rujin knelt on the ground and begged the old lady desperately.

The old lady frowned and looked at Shen Zhao, and asked coldly: "What did you say?"

Shen Zhao hurriedly bowed and replied: "Everything depends on grandma's instructions."

Grandma was dealing with a concubine, and if he asked for mercy, where would she lose her face?

Besides, it was just a concubine, so he didn't care much.

Cheng Rujin looked up at Shen Zhao, feeling cold in his heart. This was the man she had worked so hard to marry, and this was how he treated her.

Shen Yue and Shen Ying had never seen such a scene before, and they were stunned.

The expression on Su Qingyu's face remained unchanged, but a dim light floated in her eyes. For Cheng Rujin, this must be more painful than Lingchi's execution, right?

Cheng Rujin, who was kneeling on the ground, wanted to say something more, but was taken away before he could speak.

"You go down too, and we mothers can say a few words of respect." The old lady said to Shen Zhao again.

Shen Zhao bowed and left, but met Shen Zhixiu at the door.

He was afraid that Shen Zhixiu would ask about what happened yesterday, so he bowed and left in a hurry.

Shen Zhixiu didn't know what happened, but the woman opened the brocade curtain and he walked in.

After entering the door, he took off his fur cloak and handed it to Han Cui.

When Mrs. Shen saw Shen Zhixiu coming in, she was slightly stunned and asked, "I remember that you are going to the Duke Wei's Mansion for a banquet today. Why are you back?"

Shen Zhixiu's expression remained unchanged as he sat down and said, "The date of the banquet has been changed. I'm here to see my mother."

Su Qingyu, Shen Yue and Shen Ying all stood up and bowed to Shen Zhixiu. Shen Zhixiu's eyes fell on Su Qingyu and then moved away calmly.

Mrs. Shen looked at Shen Zhixiu with a smile, "Then you also stay for lunch?"

Shen Zhixiu nodded and said, "That's fine, I haven't eaten food from my mother's kitchen for a long time."

Then he said: "You talk about your own affairs, don't pay attention to me."

He said so, but except for the old lady, the others were a lot more restrained after all.

Su Qingyu is not married yet, so although she won't be so casual, she won't be as casual as at home.

Shen Ying had always been afraid of this third uncle. When she opened her mouth to speak, she would only take a look at Shen Zhixiu's face before she dared to speak. Shen Yue often stayed by the old lady's side and got closer to Shen Zhixiu, but she did not dare to be too presumptuous.

So even though the old lady was constantly chatting and laughing with everyone, the atmosphere was not as relaxed and casual as before.

The old lady looked at the time and saw that lunch was still early. She glanced at Shen Zhixiu again and winked at him.

But today's Shen Zhixiu doesn't have the same vision as before, and he doesn't understand the old lady's meaning at all.

Seeing this, the old lady could only cough lightly and said: "Zhixiu, go to my small warehouse in person and choose a set of headgear suitable for the emperor to wear when he enters the palace on the Longevity Festival. I will give it to Qingyu."

Shen Zhixiu recalled the way his mother looked at him just now, and immediately understood what was going on. This is because he dislikes him being an eyesore here and wants to send him away.

The search for jewelry was just a pretext, my mother must have chosen it long ago.

Shen Zhixiu stood up and left the banquet room. Not long after they walked out, they heard Shen Yue and Su Qingyu talking and laughing from the house behind them.

He shook his head with a smile on his face and walked to Qingyuanju's small warehouse.

The people in the banquet room chatted until lunch time, and the old lady took them to the side hall for lunch. Only then did she see Shen Zhixiu already sitting there, and it looked like he had been sitting there for a long time.

The old lady was a little surprised, she thought he would just leave. After all, she couldn't find him when she wanted to have a meal with him.

"My mother asked me to choose a set of noodles, and I chose this set from Dongzhu. What does my mother think?" Shen Zhixiu said, and opened the golden nanmu box with peony patterns carved on hand.

Mrs. Shen frowned slightly, then returned to normal in an instant, and said with a smile: "Of course you have good taste."

Su Qingyu looked at Dongzhu's head and couldn't move her eyes away for a while. She was used to seeing good things, and she could tell at a glance that this set of Dongzhu's hair and face was the best of the best.

Take out any of the Dong beads above, they are all good beads that are hard to find on the market. This set of headgear is inlaid with dozens of East beads of different sizes. The workmanship is exquisite, and it can be seen that it is the craftsmanship of a master.

Shen Ying took a few steps forward and looked closely at the set of Dongzhu headdress. She liked it to the core. She recognized this set of jewelry. It was given to her grandmother by the late Empress Dowager when she got married. Her grandmother had rarely worn it over the years and had kept it as a treasure.

How could such a thing be given to Su Qingyu?

Su Qingyu's ability to marry into the Shen family was just a stroke of luck. If the third uncle had not been misinformed about his death, it would not have been her turn to be the third wife of the Shen family.

Not only did Shen Ying think so, the whole capital was now spreading rumors that the eldest daughter of the Su family was lucky enough to have such a wealthy marriage.

The more Shen Ying thought about it, the angrier she became, wondering how to make her grandmother change her mind.

Mrs. Shen didn't notice anything strange about Shen Ying. She took Su Qingyu's hand and walked forward and said, "Do you like it? I thought you were going to the palace to attend the Emperor's Longevity Festival. This hairstyle... is just right." "

While speaking, the old lady glanced at Shen Zhixiu calmly.

Shen Zhixiu pretended not to understand the deep meaning in the old lady's eyes, and turned his face away, not making eye contact with the old lady.

Su Qingyu said quickly: "Old madam, this is too expensive. The family will prepare the jewelry for the palace."

Mrs. Shen said with a smile: "The elders give it to you, and you can't refuse it. If I give it to you, you can keep it with peace of mind. No matter how precious the jewelry is, it is for others to wear."

If Shen Ying didn't speak up, Su Qingyu would take the things away.

She calmed down, walked to the old lady, and said, "Grandma, this set of hair and masks was given to you by the Queen Mother. This is the only set in the world."

She turned to Su Qingyu and said, "Sister Su is not married yet, so it's probably not appropriate for her to wear such expensive jewelry from the Shen family into the palace."

"Sister Su, don't think I'm too talkative. I'm doing this for your own good. After all, the rumors in Beijing are so ugly now, and I'm afraid it will hurt Sister Su's face."