The Plot of a Concubine's Revenge

Chapter 19: Father

The Fifth Mistress's footsteps suddenly stopped, the look of surprise in her eyes instantly revitalized her, her previous resentment and aggression immediately disappearing without a trace.

“Sister-in-law, can you see if my eyes are swollen?” Lin was busy pulling on the First Mistress's sleeve, asking somewhat shyly.

Before the First Mistress had a chance to speak, the grannies and maids in the Old Madame's room had already covered their mouths and laughed, and the tense and depressing atmosphere just now dissipated.

The old madam looked over, “Why are you still here?”

Lin's face was full of supplication as she looked at the old madam: “Mother, Shimao is back, I ......”

Everyone in Renfu knew that the fifth wife and the fifth master were childhood sweethearts, and although the young couple had quarreled since they got married, they quarreled at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. As long as the fifth master is at home, the two are as good as one person.

The old lady loves her young son, this daughter-in-law is her family, so she also turned a blind eye.

However, this time, Lin's obviously will be the old lady offended hard, the old lady face reprimanded: “My words you as a wind in the ears?”

The first wife pulled the overjoyed fifth wife, whispered, “Fifth sibling, your eyes are swollen like a peach, and your makeup is spent .......”

Lin reached out and touched her face, anxious: “Mother, then I'll go back and wash my face first.” Saying this, she hurriedly ran out, forgetting that the old lady wanted her to go to the ancestral hall to contemplate her words.

Old Mrs. Ren's anger came back, pointing at her back and said to the first wife: “Look at her, look at her, where are the rules? She's out of control!”

First Mistress lowered her head and smiled, stepped forward to direct the maids to remove the table, before gently saying, “Fifth sibling knows that you have always loved her, this is close to you will be so.”

Old Mrs. Ren snorted coldly: “It's me who indulged her in losing her temper, and now she doesn't even have me in her sights!”

As soon as these words came out, a loud voice from outside picked up, “Who dares to disregard you, mother? My son will be the first to not spare him!”

Immediately after the curtain was lifted, two men of about the same height walked in.

The one walking in front had a round face and eyes, the two deep dimples on his cheeks were the same as Old Lady Ren's, making him appear somewhat childish, obviously already twenty-seven or eighty-eight years old but looking like a weak young man.

The man walking behind him was quite mature compared to him, with handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, wearing only a white wide-sleeved single robe in such cold weather, flowing like an immortal between actions, with an elegant posture.

Old Mrs. Ren glanced at the doll-faced man and said with a cold face: ''This is what you said! Don't deny it when the time comes!”

Ren Shimao, who had just casually picked up the words, knew that the situation was not right when he saw it, and with a twinkle in his eye, he immediately pulled Ren Shimin forward and smilingly kowtowed to Old Madame Ren to bring the previous topic to light.

The old lady's eyes turned to Ren Shimin's clothes, frowned and said: ''What are you wearing? Have all the people serving around you died?”

Ren Shimin looked up unhurriedly, “Back to mother, this is called the Wangxian Robe, it's a fashionable item in the capital recently, and the scholars and celebrities all have one. This one is still hand-sewn by Mu Ying Niang, a skillful lady in the capital. Fifth brother also has a similar one, only it's blue cloud brocade.”

“Go back and change it for me! If your father sees you, you'll have to go kneel at the shrine again! All get up.” Old Mrs. Ren's face was displeased.

Ren Shimin didn't argue, and rose elegantly, the maid on the side knew his refined nature, and busily came over and knelt at his feet to straighten the slightly wrinkled hem of his robe.

Over there Ren Shimao has already sat on the bed to talk to the old lady about the things on the road:”...... Originally was going to be delayed for a few days, just happened to meet the Han family's father and son, their merchant caravan has a large number of people who are specialized in opening up the road, and I and my third brother came back after them.”

“Since you've accepted someone else's favor, remember to have the housekeeper prepare a thank you gift to send over later.” Old Mrs. Ren explained.

Ren Shimin walked to a side chair and sat down, taking the tea served by the maid, “I've already given the Han family's son a pair of calligraphy and paintings.”

“What kind of calligraphy and painting?”

“Duke Han saw Third Brother's calligraphy and painting and liked it very much. Third Brother then gave him one of his recent masterpieces.” Ren Shimao winked at Ren Shimin.

Old Mrs. Ren glared at them, “That's just a child's plaything, how can it be counted? You remember to ask the housekeeper to prepare another generous gift, and if you have the time, you can personally bring someone to the Han family, or you can have your personal servant accompany the housekeeper on a trip.”

Ren Shimao smiled and said know, but Ren Shimin frowned and looked at his mother, finally shook his head and sipped his tea.

Mother and son three people talked for a while, Ren old lady see Ren Shimao although has been in the fun, the mind is not here, the heart is clear but pretend not to know, but on the Ren Shimin said: “Li's and Hua'er came back, you go back to meet it.”

Ren Shimin froze, before nodding and said, “Yes, mother.”

Ren Shimao happily got up, “I'll go with third brother, go back to change my clothes first and come back later to talk with mother.”

Old Mrs. Ren glanced at him lightly, “Did I ask you to leave? You stay, I still have something to explain to you!”

Ren Shimao was a little disappointed, but obediently sat down and smiled, “That's good, I also want to accompany mother more, as long as you don't mind my son's dusty and dirty clothes.”

Old Mrs. Ren sniffed coldly, not falling for his bait.

Ren Shimin put the tea bowl down and got up to leave. Before leaving but still paused in front of the maid who served him tea, slowly said, “The water temperature is not hot enough, next time when serving this kind of Wuyi tea remember to use boiling water that has just been boiled.”

“Slave servant remembered, Third Master.” The maid bitterly bowed her head and answered.

Ren Shimin spilled out and walked away.

When he was almost at the Ziwei Courtyard, he saw from afar a figure standing at the entrance of the courtyard wearing a thick fur cloak and covering himself tightly with a hood.

When he got closer, the person seemed to see him, and hurriedly took two steps forward to welcome him, but he almost fell because he stepped on the empty stone steps, and the hood slipped down, revealing a delicate little face.

Ren Shimin laughed out loud when he saw this, and quickly walked over, his pleasant and clear voice echoing in the courtyard where the ice and snow were melting: “Yao Yao, are you waiting for daddy?”

Ren Yaoyao period looked at the handsome man who was striding towards him, looked at his still flying eyebrow, looked at him even walking without forgetting to pay attention to his manners, tears blurred his eyes.

“Father ......”

She had once blamed her father, blaming him for being obsessed with books and paintings, but not caring about the affairs of the Ren family, and not having half a say in the decisions of the elders.

But in the end, he used his life to fight for her.

Ren Yaoqi fiercely jumped up and hugged Ren Shimin, burying her tear-filled face in the lapel of his chest.

Ren Shimin was originally still happy, but at this moment, his body stiffened, staring at the top of his youngest daughter's head with a face full of tangles, and finally couldn't help but press his hands onto her shoulders to peel the person away.

“Yao Yao, daddy's clothes are dirty by you!” Ren Shimin looked at his chest with a disgusted face