Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Two days later, a distinguished guest came to visit the Zhu family.

Before daybreak, I could hear a commotion outside the window, the chaotic footsteps of the maids and servants.

Almost all the people in the Zhu family went out to do everything, wishing they could turn out all their assets and show them off.

Even the lanterns hanging everywhere were replaced with fine Ming-jiao palace lanterns with filigree flowers and inlaid jade pieces.

It seems as if he is trying hard to live up to the style of a wealthy family that is luxurious yet tasteful, worldly yet cultured.

Zhu Zheng was pulled up to wash up with sleepy eyes. She heard the nanny mention that someone had handed in a visiting card yesterday. There has always been such a rule among the families of Dayong. When visiting, the family will be informed in advance to prepare. If you come without notice, it is considered rude.

The Zhu Mansion had been deserted for many years and had never received guests of this level. She almost forgot all the formalities.

It was almost the beginning of autumn, and there was already a chill in the wind. The morning mist had not yet dissipated. In front of the mansion gate, Zhu Zheng and Zhu Qing stood behind Old Madam Zhu, one on the left and one on the right, facing each other.

It was as if she had returned to her childhood, when the Zhu family's mansion was still full of guests. She and her elder sister were often pulled together to make up the numbers, standing at the end of the crowd, making secretive glances.

After waiting for a long time, Zhu Zheng went from standing upright to bending over, and then to leaning on her sister. Her heels became numb from standing.

Zhu Qing just heard the rumors this morning and finally had the chance to ask Zhu Zheng, "What's going on between you and Young Master Wen?"

Zhu Zheng's eyes, which were originally half asleep, slightly widened, and she said vaguely, "We will know what happened today."

Zhu Qing frowned, "Don't do anything you're unwilling to do for grandma."

Zhu Zheng smiled and said, "Who said I did this for my grandmother?"

"Who is that for? Do you like that young master of the Wen family?"

"Sister." Zhu Zheng raised her head, still with a smile in her eyes, "How would I know what love is..."

Zhu Qing was still serious, "Sooner or later you will realize that you should not play with your own destiny."

"Destiny..." Zhu Zheng stopped laughing, "What if my destiny is to be a good-for-nothing?"

"Then the Zhu family will support you for life."

Zhu Zheng looked at Zhu Qing's expression, which was not a joke, and felt a little sad. She looked into the distance and said softly, "It's too late. The people have already arrived."

A horse-drawn carriage appeared at the distant street corner, pushing aside the thin early autumn fog and coming.

The nanny beside her reminded Zhu Zheng in a low voice. She straightened her waist again, calmed down and stood up obediently.

The carriage was getting closer...

Something seems wrong.

The magnificent carriage stopped in front of him. The railings were made of the finest rosewood, inlaid with gold rivets, jade lotus patterns, and an octagonal gold-painted top. The long crimson tassels on the curtains were decorated with pearls, swaying and dazzling the eyes.

Zhu Zheng rubbed her eyes. Why did this carriage look so familiar?

The moment he recognized the carriage, Zhu Zheng immediately turned around and ran towards the mansion.

A figure bent forward and stepped out of the sedan chair. He was dressed in a purple official robe embroidered with silver, standing tall like a pine tree, with priceless rings and pendants hanging around his waist, shining like stars.

Madam Zhu rushed to the carriage swiftly and said, "It is an honor to have such a distinguished guest here. Master Taifu has come from afar. The whole Zhu family welcomes you wholeheartedly and we are deeply honored."

When his grandmother finished reciting the words she had memorized in one breath and took a breath, Zhu Qing put away the surprise on his face and bowed for a long time, "Greetings, Master Taifu."

Rong Yan's gaze paused for a moment on Zhu Qing's face, then he turned his head, glanced across the mansion gate, and asked, "Where's the other daughter?"

Madam Zhu also turned around. Her wrinkled face was puzzled at first, but soon she showed some anger. She asked in a low voice, "Where is Zheng'er?"

Zhu Qing hesitated for a moment. She had just seen Zhu Zheng running away as if she had seen a ghost. If the distinguished guest had good eyesight, he might have seen her fleeing back. For a moment, she didn't know how to explain it to her.

Madam Zhu was not surprised by anything she had seen before. She quickly realized, "We told her that a distinguished guest was coming this morning. This girl was standing here just now, but she has been unruly since she was a child. She can't stay still anywhere. I don't know what distracted her and she's gone crazy again."

Rong Yan glanced at the gate of the mansion and smiled faintly, "It was mentioned in the invitation, it's just a visit."

The implication is to return a smile.

Madam Zhu also smiled quickly, "Even a casual banquet has its own rules. I dare not neglect Master Taifu."

Rong Yan nodded, "Let's talk about it in the palace."

While Madam Zhu was still saying behind her back, "Look how we've let our distinguished guest sit out in the cold for so long...", Rong Yan had already taken a step and entered the Zhu Mansion first.

A group of followers and the Zhu family's family members hurriedly followed. Zhu Qing fell at the end of the crowd. He first frowned and looked at Rong Yan's back, then turned his head and looked at the end of the street thoughtfully.

Could it be that the person who delivered the visiting card was the Grand Tutor?

But what about the Sixth Young Master of the Wen Family? Will he come again?

The main hall of Zhu's mansion was decorated with twinkling colorful lanterns and hanging red silk, making it look so festive that those who didn't know would have thought it was some kind of matchmaker-sponsored wedding.

Rong Yan held a green jade teacup with a colorful spring grass pattern, his brows shrouded in heat.

He drank two cups of tea leisurely without saying a word.

The main hall was completely silent. Even though the Grand Tutor was drinking tea in an elegant manner, no one dared to take a second look at him. They all just watched him intently, waiting for him to finish his tea.

Time flows slowly like the steam on tea.

After a while, Rong Yan seemed to have finally quenched his thirst. He looked up and glanced at the empty seat in the hall, and said to Madam Zhu, "I suddenly remembered that my visit today is related to the two daughters. I'm afraid I still have to meet the fourth young lady."

Madam Zhu wiped her forehead and said, "I have already sent someone to pass the message."

Rong Yan nodded with a smile, "Thank you."

After an unknown amount of time, the atmosphere in the hall had become as cold as wax, and finally a figure in yellow appeared at the door.

Her hairpins were loose, her hair was disheveled, her pearl flowers were tilted, and her head was hung at an awkward angle, as if she wanted to stick her face to her stomach.

Madam Zhu's face suddenly darkened, "Do you have any rules, girl..."

"Miss Zhu Zheng."

The old lady's voice was interrupted neither lightly nor heavily. Rong Yan placed the teacup on the table and clasped his fingers in front of him.

"I have long admired my name."

Zhu Zheng still kept her head down, leaving only her jet-black hair visible to the other side.

Madam Zhu couldn't bear it any longer, "Master Taifu is talking to you!"

Zhu Zheng's fingernails pinched her palms until they turned purple, and her palms were covered in sweat as she listened to the familiar voice floating above her head.

She was almost brought here by force. When the nanny caught her, she was hurriedly looking for soap cakes in the bath room.

Before she could eat her meal, she was caught on the spot. She ran away, and two maids and a nanny chased her all over the garden like a duck. They ran until they were dizzy. Finally, a maid grabbed her waist and pushed and dragged her to the main hall.

Zhu Zheng thought a lot in the two days since returning from Jinxiang Tower. The first decision she made was to stay away from Rong Yan in the future.

She was determined not to meet Rong Yan again, and she didn't want to meet Rong Yan as Zhu Zheng.

All the efforts made since the rebirth were just to hope that there would be a slight possibility in this life that the Zhu Mansion, Gong Yixiu, and the people around Gong Yixiu would have no intersection.

But it seems like looking for fish in a tree. Someone who I didn’t even know in my previous life has now become a part of my life.

Zhu Zheng lowered his shoulders and bowed as if accepting his fate.

"Zhu Zheng, greetings to Master Taifu."

She spoke slowly, her voice was sweet and pleasant, but when she looked up after she finished speaking her expression was a little cold, and there was a subtle resentment and determination in her eyes as she looked at Rong Yan.

Rong Yan met her gaze, and his eyes, which had originally contained a faint smile, turned slightly cold.

Madam Zhu was anxious to cover up Zhu Zheng's dismal appearance, "The fourth young lady has been spoiled by me since she was a child, so it's inevitable that she is not polite. I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Rong Yan glanced away and picked up the teacup again.

The tea was a little cold. When I held it in my hand, not even a bit of heat came out.

"It's natural for her to be spoiled." He spoke calmly, lowering his eyes to look at the two chasing tea leaves in the jade teacup, "She is the daughter of a noble family, not a servant of some family."