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"You're here!" Madam Hou weakly raised his eyelids. Seeing the two of them blushing, he unconsciously looked at the little girl who served him and then lowered his head and whispered a few more words to her.

The Madam Hou laughed and asked: "Xuan'er, why do you look so unsightly this morning, did you quarrel with Third Son's Wife?"

Yang Zixuan naturally did not want the Madam Hou to meddle in his affairs, so he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Third Son's Wife, you have suffered many grievances. Xuan'er, this child, has always had a big idea when she was young. She always blames me for spoiling him too much and pampering his personality." The more he spoke, the more amiable he became.

Tender? Mu Rousang really wanted to roll her eyes. To have such a day like this, which one of those things wasn't something that he had fought for with all her might? Nurturing Jiao, this Madam Hou's face is not ordinary at all!

"Mother, your wife doesn't look too good, but did you get tired last night?" If Madam Hou made Yang Zixuan unhappy, then she would make Madam Hou unhappy. If this was called reporting in the world, then she would firmly step on her painful feet.

Madam Hou's old face instantly shook, and the powder on top of his face also fell.

"Sigh, this child is truly meticulous. I'm not too injured, but I'm still old. It's a good thing that I'm able to relax now that I've finished worrying for Xuan'er."

A cold look flashed past Yang Zixuan's eyes, but he pursed his lips and laughed: "My wife, you have to thank mother here, there are only a few sister-in-law left in the family, if mother could push all these worries to eldest sister-in-law, I believe eldest sister-in-law would not lose to them."

She swept her eyes across the place and thought in her heart, It's such a pity that Madam Hou would really be willing to let Yang Juaner be grounded, but, it's not as if she could do that. She gently turned around and smiled at Su Waner, who was seated by her side: "Sister-in-law, if I need anything from now on, I'll just have to look for you.

Her soft and tender words were just like a little girl acting coquettishly, causing Su Waner to be unable to get angry even if he wanted to, not to mention that Mu Rousang had hinted at the Madam Hou to give up power. His resentment towards her had lessened slightly, and he smiled faintly: "Mother, quickly take a look, Third Sister-in-Law really has a clever mouth."

Madam Hou narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the two of them lovingly, and smiled: "It's getting late, the two of you are going to the temple to pay your respects right? It's going to snow again, remember to bring more charcoal, don't be reluctant to burn two more carbon basin s on the carriage."

Although her words were pleasant to hear, she had never asked a servant to give Mu Rousang anything in his room. It was just her lips touching his, it was her usual habit to do this.

Mu Rousang pondered in her heart. Although the carbs in the house of the Marquis were not as good as the ones in her spatial storage, they were still enough to reward her servants. Using free things to win over people's hearts was what she liked the most.

"Thank you for mother's concern. Fortunately, I brought some charcoal with me when I married her. I'll make do with it for now." Look, Hou Mansion is really not a normal stingy place. She just got married and wasn't even willing to give her a portion of the money. If this gets out, it won't embarrass her.

Madam Hou's expression turned from white to green again and again, changing again and again. She twitched her cheeks as she asked: "Why are you so honest, Xuan'er, this is your mistake. I have been busy these past few days with your big wedding and I did not remember any of these trivial matters, so you did not come to remind me of it."

Yang Zixuan replied honestly, "Your son saw that mother was working too hard and did not want to bring it up." Then, he turned to Mu Rousang and said maliciously: "Isn't there one carbon basin left in the house? "It would be enough to burn in the car today if we just use it sparingly. Don't even think about it, would mother even need to use our wood charcoal?"

Mu Rousang quietly lowered her head without uttering a word, she had been holding back her laughter in her heart the entire time, so it turned out that Yang Zixuan was also dissatisfied with this move of Madam Hou! I thought he didn't notice!

Madam Hou looked at the two of them as they sang, their faces turning white and red. He was so angry that his head was spinning with rage, and shouted with gritted teeth: "Shen Mama! Shen Mama, come in! "

A little girl came in from the outside: "Reporting to Madam, Shen Mama has not come today, and left a message in the morning. Madam has allowed her to go on today's leave, and said that if there is an urgent matter, she will go behind to look for her. Madam, do you want to send someone to invite Shen Mama over?"

Madam Hou rubbed his swollen forehead and repeatedly waved his hand, "There's no need. First wife, go and pay your bill with another portion of wood charcoal for Third Son's Wife."

"Mother! It turned out that he had already invested a portion of it? Mother, please let your wife find some time to sweep the courtyard away. As long as you find out who is the one who is cheating, daughter-in-law will definitely find them. Our Yang family will not let these worms go to waste. "

Mu Rousang immediately struck the snake with the rod. She didn't want those people in the courtyard anymore, who knows if their backgrounds were clean? How many of them weren't the insiders of the mansion's masters?

Madam Hou would never do as she wished, laughing: "I'm afraid that you guys are too busy with Xuan'er's wedding, and have forgotten about it. The time is late, you two go and sacrifice yourself, I will call someone to make up for your share of carbon."

Hearing that, Mu Rousang laughed gently, she had plenty of time to slowly grind with the two of them, as long as the two of them did not join hands and plot against her, she would be able to relax.

Seeing that Madam Hou had grinded his teeth and was not willing to change, Yang Zixuan felt that it was impossible for everything to be aligned with his intentions.

Once they left the Main yard and went straight to the stable in the front yard, Chun Feng had already gone to wait there a long time ago. Chun Feng also went to the Gui Yuan and brought out a basket of silver carbon s, and purposely wandered around places with many people.

When Yang Zixuan and Mu Rousang arrived at the side of the horse carriage, they saw Spring View come over slowly with a small bamboo basket in his arms.

Mu Rousang teased her, "Chun Yan was waiting there for you to hear the news, so he came out to send you back to get the charcoal.

Spring Scene passed the charcoal onto Chun Yi, who had just gotten into the carriage. She smiled and said, "Young Mistress, it's not like you don't know. This servant is a fool."

"If others were to say such words, not to mention your young mistress, even I would believe them. However, if you were to say those words yourself, I would not believe you." Yang Zixuan was also very familiar with these few girls, so he intentionally teased her.

Spring Scene rolled his eyes. "Young master, young mistress, I can't hide it from you two. This servant has just met a few more people along the way, so we should at least pay our respects to them!" "Servant Yu still needs to hold onto a bamboo basket, it is inevitable that she will have to explain a few more things to her people. Naturally, she will come slowly and call for Young Master and Young Mistress to be frozen."

Mu Rousang shook her head, and laughed: "Alright, hurry and go to the car at the back.

It's a rare chance to go out, so Mu Rousang didn't mind bringing all these little girls with him, she could only let Aunt Liu take care of the house.

Yang Zixuan supported her and said: "Let me help you up the carriage.

"Got it!" Mu Rousang enjoyed Yang Zixuan's love of her.

On the mountainside, there was a temple. Other than offering sacrifices to the Buddha, the rest of the tombs were the ancestral tablets used by the ancestors. After passing through the temple, they would then climb the stairs to the top, which was filled with rows of tombs.

"Mother's grave is also in that place?" Mu Rousang asked carefully.

Yang Zixuan smiled bitterly, reached out, touched her little head, and gently held her in his arms, saying: "My mother gave birth to a male, which was why she was allowed to enter the ancestral grave."

Mu Rousang understood in her heart that if Yang Zixuan's mother did not give birth to him, he would only be able to ask the Liu Family to bring him back, or perhaps, would only be able to sweep him up and throw him into the cemetery.

Two ordinary blue carriage wagons gradually drove out of the capital under the dancing snowflakes. They were about ten li away from the capital. After another thirty li to the west, they arrived at a small hill.

"Young Master, Young Mistress, the coachman said that we've arrived at the temple!"

Mu Rousang helped Yang Zixuan tighten his cloak and laughed: "You have to bring New daughter-in-law to see your mother, so you have to dress up elegantly and elegantly."

Yang Zixuan looked at her dotingly and smiled bashfully. His red ears were hidden behind the big Silver Fox cape, so he pretended to be calm and asked, "Do you feel cold? Do you want to fill in some more clothes? "

Before she could reply, he said to Chun Yi, "Hurry up and bring the furnace over to your Young Mistress."

Chun Yi smiled crisply and said: "It's here, Young Master. You still love our Young Mistress the most."

Mu Rousang's face reddened, and she spat, "You're saying that he's my husband, so of course she has to be concerned about me. Why, why are you so anxious to find your wife?"

Spring also flew along with her rosy face, pushing the stove into her hands, "Humph, you two are bullying this servant."

With that, he shook the curtain and got out of the car, Mu Rousang who was behind him shook her head and clicked her tongue, sighing: "Women do not belong to the big one, leave only for revenge!"

Yang Zixuan could not help but laugh: "If you are afraid that she would hate you, then just give your permission to Xiao Tong!"

"Eh, there's actually such a thing?" Mu Rousang grabbed onto his sleeve with her small hands, her eyes blazing with flames, as if she wanted him to leave without saying a word.

Yang Zixuan simply extended his other hand and wrapped it around her waist, helping her to walk out of the carriage cautiously while he explained to her in detail about the terrible things that had to be said between Xiao Tong and Chun Yi.

"Are you for real?" "Tsk, tsk. My master is way too outrageous. I didn't realize that my little girl's peach branch has stuck out of the wall. I don't even need to decide; I'll have to go myself."

Mu Rousang was definitely not an ancient person, she was very happy to see the two of them acting so rashly.

Yang Zixuan rubbed his nose, seeing that his own wife was so happy listening to him, he helped her up the mountain while he poured yellow beans into the bamboo tube.

"Young Master, Young Mistress, you're finally here!" "This servant saw that the snow was getting heavier and heavier. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to make it!" Xiao Tong had long been sent to the temple by Yang Zixuan.