C3 Greetings

Walking through the garden of Zuo's Mansion, and passing by the courtyards of his other siblings, he finally arrived at the main house, Wu Ji Hall, in about fifteen minutes.

"Lord Third is here! Madame has been waiting for a long time. The other lords and ladies have long since arrived." A maid wearing a purple dress stood at the entrance of the main house. When she saw Zuo Shaoqing, her tone became sharp and haughty.

Zuo Shaoqing didn't ignore the contempt that flashed in her eyes and felt a little cold in his heart. If he remembered correctly, this servant girl called Zi Zhu would be given by Mrs. Xue to be her concubine very soon. No wonder she was so arrogant.

However, her arrogance would not last for long. It was not easy to climb out of Lord Zuo's bed.

Zuo Shaoqing tried his best to maintain a stiff and timid face. He coughed twice, held his forehead and said in a low voice: "Last night, the wind was cold and I felt a little headache. I woke up late today. Big sister Zi Zhu, go inside and help me pass on the message."

Violet Bamboo shook his handkerchief as if he wanted to wave away the dirt in the air. With a disdainful expression, he lifted the curtain and entered the room.

Very soon, Mrs. Xue's half-hearted voice came from inside the room, "He knows to come and greet us? I think that Mrs. Ruan has no matriarch since he died in this family, so let him wait outside. "

In his previous life, Zuo Shaoqing would have stood obediently and waited if Mrs. Xue told him to wait. He might have stood there for a long time without daring to complain.

But now … He heard the laughter in the room and sneered. He lifted up his clothes and knelt down, saying loudly, "Mother, your son is wrong, your son is temporarily obsessed with phlegm, you shouldn't overdo everything in the house, thinking of your dead mother, delaying your mother's greetings, your son will kowtow to you and beg for forgiveness!"

With that, he heavily knocked his forehead on the limestone ground. He lowered his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Since Mrs. Xue wanted to make a ruckus, it was better to make a big fuss out of it.

If they wanted to indict him of being unfilial, they would have to see if he would agree or not.

The room suddenly became quiet. Even the sound of Zuo Shaoqing kowtowing could be heard through the thick curtain.

Zuo Shuhui gracefully stood behind her and patted her shoulder. The other two concubines quietly and obediently half-knelt down to beat up Mrs. Xue's legs, while Master Zuo Family, who was at the side, was holding a book and seriously reading it, as if he hadn't heard the commotion outside.

The Zuo Family Inner Palace had been controlled by Mrs. Xue for more than ten years, and had long since become impregnable. Besides the dead Lady Ruan, no one can even dream of getting anything good from Mrs. Xue.

Therefore, when Lady Ruan died, the thorn in Mrs. Xue's heart had finally been pulled out. As for the son that she had left behind, wasn't he still letting her squash him as she pleased?

Thinking of this, a malicious smile appeared on Mrs. Xue's face.

"Mom, are we just going to let him kneel like that?" Zuo Shuhui leaned on Mrs. Xue's shoulder, her pair of large, intelligent eyes blinking. She asked quietly, "Being yelled at like that, aren't we the villains that will obstruct his filial piety?"

The smile on Mrs. Xue's lips stiffened. She snorted lightly and scolded towards the outside, "What are you muttering about? Let him kneel beside her! "As expected of a slut that was born from a slut, she was specially tricked into using such despicable methods!"

The two concubines were half-kneeling, not daring to make a sound. Their hearts were full of indignation. Mrs. Xue, this mother of hers, was narrow-minded and had never been good to them, the concubines.

How could Zuo Shaoqing be willing to compromise so easily. He continued to kowtow and said in a tearful tone, "Your son is just kneeling here. It is your son who is unfilial. Please punish him mother."

Zuo Shaoqing finally breathed a sigh of relief when a pair of shoes with golden cloud patterns embroidered on it entered his line of sight. If this person didn't come soon, his head would have been smashed open.

His heart relaxed, but Zuo Shaoqing was still righteous enough to self-judge, "Auntie left so suddenly without a sign. Your son is too sad, so I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

The reason why he made such a fuss was to see how much weight Mrs. Ruan still had in Zuo Yunwen's heart. Taking advantage of the fact that Zuo Yunwen had just died, perhaps he still had time to do something.

If it was another half a year, Zuo Yunwen would have a new favorite. At that time, he would have long forgotten about Mrs. Ruan.

A heavy sigh came from above his head, followed by Zuo Yunwen saying: "Get up, it's just a few days' greetings, there's no need to punish since there's a reason."

Zuo Shaoqing squeezed out two drops of tears. He looked up at Zuo Yunwen with deep admiration in his eyes.

Zuo Yunwen was slightly surprised. Through the similar facial features, he remembered the gentle and gentle lady. He couldn't help but reach out his hand to pull Zuo Shaoqing up.

Tears streamed down Zuo Yunwen's fair and fair face, bringing about a sense of sadness that made people feel sorry for him. Zuo Yunwen rubbed the bruise on his forehead and scolded him, "You child, how could you knock your forehead like this?"

"Father …" Zuo Shaoqing's lips moved as tears welled up in his eyes. He played the role of a filial son who had just lost his loved one.

Zuo Yunwen was a little surprised. He had never liked this child's weakness, so no matter how nice he was to Mrs. Ruan, he didn't treat this son of his with special consideration.

His eldest son, Zuo Shaoyan, had a calm personality since he was young, so he didn't say much to his eldest son. His eldest son, Zuo Shaoyan, had a calm personality and didn't say much to him, so he couldn't say anything to his eldest son.

Therefore, when he saw Zuo Shaoqing looking at him with such a complicated expression, Zuo Yunwen felt a sense of satisfaction as a father.

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After playing crazily with my cousin for two days, her feet are hurting so much that they don't look like her own.

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