imperial princess

Chapter 005: Serving tea or something, don't worry!

When a new daughter-in-law enters the house, she must serve tea with her husband to her parents-in-law and elders early the next morning. By the way, she will meet people from her in-law’s family and give gifts to the younger generation. Even if he is dissatisfied with Ye Zhao who married Ye Yang instead, even if he is the serious master of his husband's family, the old lady, the Hou Ye and his wife, down to the brothers and sisters of the uncle's house all gathered in the hall of the main courtyard early in the morning.

Seeing that the hour was about to pass, the groom had arrived early, but the new daughter-in-law had not been seen for a long time. The expressions of everyone in the Hou's mansion became uglier than the last, and even the servants who served him looked weird and dared not speak!

"bump!"

"It's unreasonable, what kind of daughter-in-law did you marry?"

Unbearable, Marquis Ding'an punched the small tea table next to him, his expression became extremely ugly, and his angry eyes stared fiercely at his eldest son, the eldest son on the left, Yang Huai'an.

"Master calm down, I'll let someone remind me."

Madam Hou, who was also dissatisfied, looked at the old lady, comforted her a little, then turned around and ordered: "Go and see what's going on with the concubine Shizi? It's almost time."

"Yes···"

"No, I'll go."

Yang Huai'an stood up with a whoosh, full of anger, and disappeared into the hall in a short while. Seeing this, Lan shi pretended to complain in a low voice: "I guess I heard about Wan shi, and I'm getting angry."

It stands to reason that the bridegroom should personally lead the tea ceremony for the new daughter-in-law. It was obvious that Yang Huai'an was wrong, but the Lan family and Marquis Ding'an obviously did not blame their sons, but blamed everything on Ye Zhao.

"What is there to be angry about? It's only natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Could it be that he still expects his elder brother to live alone with him?"

It looks like a fifteen-year-old girl pouted with a sneer on her face. She is Yang Huai'an's younger sister, Yang Huaiyu. She was upset when she heard that the new wife had changed. What's more, there was another embarrassing scene in the new house behind. The matter, in her opinion, the Shangshu Mansion is not only deceiving people too much, it simply looks down on them.

"Huaiyu!"

With a symbolic cry, Lan said with a helpless smile: "Don't talk nonsense."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that what she loves is not Ye Zhao, but her daughter and the face of the Hou family. After all, Yang Huaiyu is not married yet, is she?The Hou's Mansion is a high-ranking mansion, if those words spread, she would not be able to marry, and the upbringing of the Hou's Mansion would be questioned.

"Am I wrong?"

Muttering something in a low voice, Yang Huaiyu stopped talking, but he was thinking about how to make things difficult for Ye Zhao later.

Not only Hou Ye's family was present, but also the second, third, and fourth rooms of the Hou Mansion. It is not a shameful thing for the long house to have such an embarrassing daughter-in-law. The Hou Ye and his wife stopped talking, and neither did anyone else. Taking the initiative to touch their bad luck, the hall returned to tranquility, but, with the passage of time, everyone's face became more and more ugly.

Luofeng Courtyard of Hou Mansion, a new house.

Ye Zhao, who has been missing for a long time, has finished his breakfast and is browsing the dowry list presented by Ye Hui, and the key to the treasury is neatly placed in front of him.

"Eldest young master, should you go to the main courtyard to offer tea to the elders of the Hou Mansion? Let's see these things later."

Today's Ye Zhao was too wrong, Ye Hui and the others dared not speak up for the time being, and Ye Tong looked outside, anxiously urging him, for fear that he would offend his in-laws.

"Not urgent."

Looking out of the window, Ye Zhao picked up the key to the warehouse and handed it to him: "Go and get the boxes containing all kinds of deeds."

Unexpectedly, his dowry was quite generous, except for fixed items, there were not many gold, silver and jewelry items, but there were more than a dozen shops in Zhuangzi. If something went wrong, there must be a demon, so he wanted to see it. What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of Ye Yang's mother and son.

"Here, young master, you should go first..."

After taking the key, Ye Tong still wanted to persuade, but Ye Zhao shook his head amusedly: "Go, I know what I know."

Tea or something, don't worry!

He doesn't care if the whole Hou family doesn't treat him as a serious master, anyway, he will kick Yang Huai'an sooner or later.

Leaving aside the original owner, he was beaten for no reason when he first wore it last night. He will avenge this revenge no matter what. Even if he loses part of his memory, he is not a master who can suffer. Others do not provoke him. Forget it, once provoked, he will return ten times and a hundred times.

"···All right."

There is really nothing to do with him, Ye Tong can only suppress his worries, turn around and leave.

Ye Zhao picked up the teacup, lifted the lid with his fair and slender fingers, and slowly swung away the camellias floating on it. Even though every movement was careless, it still exudes elegance and elegance, noble and lazy demeanor, as if born with it, It was deeply imprinted in his bones, Ye Hui's three people were shocking and even more puzzled. After all, they were also servants of the Shang Shufu, and no one knew better than them. Ye Zhao's bearing at this time was even better than the old lady's, It is estimated that only the descendants of the royal family can match it.

"Young master, Ye Tong is right, it's getting late, you should go to the main courtyard."

I don't know how long it took before Ye Hui broke the tranquility with a look of worry, but unfortunately, there was no worry in his eyes at all. If he had to say something, there were only temptations and expectations, to test his bottom line, and to expect him to go. The court was humiliated.

"When is it your turn to talk about my affairs?"

Slowly putting down the teacup, Ye Zhao raised his eyes to look at him, his thin crimson lips curled slightly, looking kind and like a spring breeze, but what he said was not the same thing at all.

"Forgive me, young master. I am also worried about you. When the newlyweds get married, they will serve tea to their in-laws and elders the next day. It is very important to get to know the people in the in-laws' family. You are already late. If you still delay, the old lady and Mrs. Hou Ye is afraid that she will have a problem with you."

Compared with before, Ye Zhao's words now undoubtedly have no deterrent effect. Ye Hui smiled slightly, bowed and explained calmly, looking really worried.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Zhao smiled strangely and said, "Isn't this exactly what you expected?"

"Master, I... ah..."

"Snapped!"

"Ahh..."

Ye Hui raised his head abruptly, and before he could explain, Ye Zhao picked up the teacup and threw it over. Ye Hui was smashed right on his face, blood flowed profusely from his forehead, and the sound of the teacup falling to the ground and shattering echoed Ye Hui's voice. The scream of pain and the maid's scream sounded at the same time.

"Ah...blood, it's bleeding...it hurts..."

Who would have thought that Ye Zhao would strike suddenly?

After a brief moment of daze, Ye Hui wiped his forehead, covered his bleeding forehead, turned around and ran outside.

"Huige..."

Seeing this, the two servant girls hurriedly followed, not wanting to stay with Ye Zhao for a moment, nor did they have any intention of saying hello to him.

"Tsk tsk... It's a pity that I lost a good teacup."

Ignoring them, Ye Zhao looked down at the torn cup, tsk-tsk in regret. Compared with what Ye Hui did to the original owner in his previous life, and his performance from last night to today, he really felt that the little hurt Not as good as a broken teacup.

"Ye Zhao!"

An angry roar sounded suddenly, and not long after, Yang Huai'an's tall body swept over with anger, Ye Zhao raised his head and glanced lightly, without looking at it, he turned around and picked up the teapot on the table, and brewed for himself again. After sipping a cup of tea, he moved leisurely and gracefully, as if he didn't hear the rough roar at all, and didn't realize that there was someone more in the room.

【End of this chapter】