Chapter 0122 – Reunion is not a Reunion (1 / 2)

Early the next morning, the fact that the eldest young master’s pregnant Auntie Xiang had cut off Auntie Bai’s favor spread to every corner of the Chen Mansion.

“What do you think that Aunt Xiang is thinking, she’s pregnant with a child herself, but she’s still going to fight for favor and keep the eldest young master’s lodging! She’s not afraid of losing her child, she’s a lowly whore!”

“That’s right, that’s why Auntie Bai is so good-tempered and doesn’t bother with her! I also heard that she didn’t even go back to Jingxin Xuan once after returning to the residence, so I’m afraid that she has long forgotten her old master! I don’t know how a young lady from a prestigious family can have such a maid who can’t rise to the occasion.”

“But also the maid it, are which year’s old calendar? People now, but the young master’s heart on the characters, go out that the maids and boys before and after the embrace, do not know, thought which lady out of it!”

“Too bad it’s just a pheasant from the mountains that comes from the mountains, no matter how much you pretend, you don’t look like a phoenix!”

Chen Zian had just traveled to the entrance of Lanxue Hall when he heard a bunch of maids gossiping over there and couldn’t help but frown.

Chang Rong quickly stepped forward and angrily said, “In the morning, one by one, you are not doing your duty properly, what are you talking about in this broken mouth! If you’re too busy, ask the steward to send you more work to pour the bucket, so that your body can also be stained with the flavor of the mouth!”

A group of chatting maids immediately dispersed, Chang Rong returned to Chen Zian’s side and laughed, “Your Excellency, it’s just a bunch of shallow-eyed villains. Let’s hurry in, if we’re late, we’ll be delayed while you’re on duty at the Yamen.”

Chen Zian nodded somberly, and Ren Changrong pushed him into the main hall.

If he hadn’t answered Lan Xue Tang’s promise to have breakfast here with his family, Chen Zi’an really didn’t want to come here.

There was a step outside the main hall of Lanxue Hall, and Chang Rong was about to pick Chen Zian up from his wheelchair when he heard the eunuch softly say, “Fetch the crutches.”

Chang Rong was stunned and seemed to understand Chen Zian’s meaning, he turned around in a hurry and took the prepared walking stick from behind the chair.

Chen Zian now naturally does not need a walking stick to walk, but still need to pretend in front of people, so has been prepared.

It was just that Chen Zian had been sitting on top of this special wheelchair in the Chen family mansion. Chang Rong couldn’t figure out what drug his own son was selling in his gourd for a while.

Chen Zian took the cane, and a hint of determination flashed in his somber eyes. He slowly stood up from his wheelchair, and despite his slightly stiff movements, he exuded an unyielding tenacity. He leaned on his crutches and stepped onto the steps step by step, each step seemed unusually heavy, but his face was resolute, as if he was a mountain.

Inside the main hall, Master Chen, Xu and Chen Zisheng had already taken their seats, and when they saw Chen Zian walk in on his crutches, a hint of surprise flashed through several people’s eyes.

Master Chen’s face showed joy as he asked with concern, “Zi An, your leg–“

Chen Zian smiled faintly, shook his head, and said softly, “Father, it doesn’t matter. My son’s right leg is crippled, but his left leg is still viable. My son wants to try walking on his own and cannot always rely on a wheelchair.”

When Master Chen heard this, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes. He knew that although this second son of his had a physical ailment, his heart was extremely tough, no wonder he was able to earn a piece of heaven and earth for himself even when he was behind bars.

He patted Chen Zi’an’s shoulder and praised, “Good, Zi’an has ambition, worthy of being the one who can break the mold and win Lord Cheng’s green eyes, my father is very pleased.”