In fact, the wedding date between Yan Chuyi and Han Yanen was not only concerned about the Guangping Mansion, but also the General's Mansion.

Of course, people who care about it are different.

Mu Congyun's mood has not been very smooth after having breakfast that day.

It was because of the marriage between Han Yanen and Yan Chuyi.

Han Qianxing couldn't help but persuade her: "Mom, after all, my brother is not your biological child. If you take too much care, it will easily make people disgusted. Then you will be thankless! Do you understand?"

This father is not in a hurry and doesn't care about it. If you, a stepmother, think about it like this, it will easily make people think that you have ulterior motives, okay?

But even her mother and daughter, Han Qianxing didn't say too straightforwardly, so as not to feel embarrassed.

"This is not the case. Although Yanen is not my biological child, his marriage is also the matter of the General's Mansion. If I don't care and let this matter continue to develop like this, then..."

Speaking of this, Mu Congyun was very annoyed, "Why didn't I see before? He has such a bad temper?"

She sat down, poured herself a large cup of tea, tilted her head down, and then said what she thought.

"I am so worried about their marriage. In addition to not wanting to see their lovers, I cannot get happiness because of these unnecessary things, but I do have some selfish thoughts."

Mu Congyun looked at her child lovingly, and it was naturally self-evident what her selfishness was.

What else can a mother have? It's just for her own children.

Han Qianxing naturally understood it too. She pouted slightly, stepped forward and hugged her mother, rubbed her, and said coquettishly: "Mom, everyone has their own fate. You don't have to do anything for us."

"Mom is not only for you, but also thinks that Yanen and Chuchu are good kids. I don't want to see them delayed because of some meaningless trivial matters."

Mu Congyun sighed in his heart.

She has experienced such disappointment and torture and wasted half of her life. So she didn't expect these two good children to experience such pain.

Han Qianxing sighed like a lord: "Oh, mom, you are such a good person. But you should also be careful when talking to your father. If your father really doesn't want to, don't force him, okay?"

"My mom knows."

She is so old, how can she not know this truth?

The mother and daughter said a few more words and separated.

Mu Congyun went to make a pot of good tea himself, and took it to the study to find Han Yi.

When he went there, Han Yi was enjoying a painting, looking like a masterpiece.

Mu Congyun smiled and teased him: "You big guy, can you appreciate it?"

"Hey, are you looking down on us leading troops to fight? Whoever tells you that the generals are all rough?"

Han Yi looked in a good mood. He looked up and saw the teapot and immediately cleaned a piece of the table. "Hurry up, put it down and pour me a cup. I'm greedy for your tea, so you brought it here. We two are really in tune with each other."

"Who has a good relationship with you? I'm telling you something." Mu Congyun couldn't go around and rolled up the painting Han Yi was looking at.

Han Yi, who was in the scroll, shouted: "Hey, if you have something to do, why do you put away my painting?"

Mu Congyun glanced at him: "Are you unhappy because I put away the painting, or are you unhappy because you know what I want to say?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Han Yi took out a book from the bookshelf, turned around, and turned his back to Mu Congyun to start flipping the book.

But he didn't pretend to be like him, and kept flipping, and couldn't even look at him.

Mu Congyun sighed and asked him: "Han Yi, what do you think of your father-son relationship with Yanen?"

“…It’s OK.”

Han Yi didn't want to answer, but he didn't dare not answer, so he paused for a while before responding perfunctorily.

Actually, he knew what Mu Congyun wanted to say, but he just didn't want to listen.

Mu Congyun walked around the desk and faced him: "So, you think your relationship with your son is OK, so you are uncomfortable. Do you want to make this relationship bad?"

"I don't."

Han Yi quickly denies it.

He really doesn't have the intention.

Who doesn’t want to have a good relationship with their children? But... this is also something you don’t want to see, right?

"Since that's the case, what are you doing? When Yanen left, he clearly asked you to visit the royal palace and discuss the issue of the marriage. What does it mean to drag it now? Do you want this marriage to ruin it or to embarrass the royal palace? Hum? Tell me?"

The last "Yeah", it was already obviously angry.

She really didn't expect that Han Yi could still be so naive after living for half his life!

Han Yi closed his mouth tightly, but he just didn't say anything.

But my hands kept churning the book, turning faster and faster, and the sound was buzzing, and it was not over!

"Stop turning it over!" Mu Congyun was annoyed when he heard this voice, and directly slapped the table and shouted at Han Yi.

Han Yi twitched his lips, but he obediently placed the book on the table, and then sat straight and listened to Mu Congyun's words.

Mu Congyun adjusted his mood and tried hard to suppress his anger: "Can you tell me what you are thinking? Han Yi, I am your wife, do you have anything to tell me?"

"I told you all this, didn't I say that I was on the side of Yanen. If I hadn't been on you, would I know Yanen? No matter when, I would be on your side, do you understand?"

"I put you first in everything, but you don't even tell me the truth. Han Yi, you hurt me like this."

Mu Congyun is a smart woman. He knows that if he is tough, even if Han Yi tells the truth, he may just push up the two of them one by one.

So I simply changed my strategy.

She sighed softly, with infinite sorrow in her voice: "You have followed your wishes, but others don't know that this is your idea? When outsiders guess, they will only say that it was my idea. It was my stepmother who was vicious and encouraged you to destroy Yanen's good marriage..."

Listening to the sad and embarrassed Mu Congyun's tone, Han Yi immediately grabbed her hand and said with great certainty: "Don't talk like this, what does this matter have to do with you?"

He was so surprised that he said it.

Mu Congyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Can you care what others think? Or can you control the thoughts of Yanen and Chuchu?"

Han Yi stopped talking.

In fact, although he didn't expect these things at the beginning, he didn't understand what Mu Congyun said?

Just...ah!
Chapter completed!