Xuan Jinmo couldn't help but smile slightly. Although this girl was only eleven years old, she was smart and dexterous. This was really endearing.
Tong Wei said with a smile: "Jin Yan is timid and has a weak temper. Jin Mo can't stand it. No wonder Jin Yan. You should talk to Hua An carefully when you go back to prevent him from worrying too much."
"No more." Tong Xiaoye said with a smile, "Brother Hua'an just begged my sister-in-law to spare him. Mother said that this matter was brother Hua'an's fault. I can't blame my sister-in-law for being angry."
Tong Wei looked at Xuan Jinmo who had not spoken for a while, hesitated, and said: "Jinyan is inside, Jinmo, you are the one who caused this matter. You accompany Xiaoye to go in and try to persuade him. Although Hua An is indeed
There is some negligence, but marriage is a major matter that cannot be taken lightly. If Hua An sincerely admits his mistake, this world will still be worshiped."
"Yeah." Xuan Jinmo responded softly and led the way up the stairs.
Xuan Jinyan's boudoir was on the second floor. Since the maid Axia was not there, Jinyan was the only one on the second floor. She had freshly washed herself and put on a new wedding dress. The tears on her face were not dry. When she saw her brother who came in, she unexpectedly
He was shocked and tried hard to hide the tears and panic on his face.
"This is Xiaoye, Hua'an's sister." Xuan Jinmo called Xiaoye naturally, and it sounded very smooth. It seemed that he called her like this every day, "Your father-in-law and mother-in-law were talking to dad in the front hall. She
Come here on behalf of your mother-in-law and ask you to reload the sedan."
Xuan Jinyan's body trembled slightly, as if she was extremely frightened.
Tong Xiaoye didn't quite understand why Xuan Jinyan's face was so pale. She seemed to be afraid, so she whispered softly: "Sister-in-law, are you still angry? It's Brother Hua'an's fault. He already knew that he was wrong. He was very anxious at home.
Just forgive him."
There was also a little girl's coquettishness and sweetness in her words, and her smile was a bit flattering. It seemed that she was worried that she might accidentally make Xuan Jinyan unhappy, so she refused to go back with her.
Seeing Xuan Jinyan lowering her head and not speaking, Tong Xiaoye pursed her lips slightly, thought for a while, and continued: "Mom said, after we pass the door, you and Brother Hua'an will go to Beijing with your parents and me to prepare for the funeral."
Official, the place where dad works is very good, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and simple people, it’s true.”
Xuan Jinyan sighed in her heart and looked up at Tong Xiaoye, who was five years younger than herself. She didn't know how to answer her. She only felt sad in her heart and tears welled up in her eyes.
Tong Xiaoye didn't know what to do, so she had to turn her eyes to Xuan Jinmo for help.
"Jinyan." Xuan Jinmo stared at his sister and seemed to just call her.
However, Xuan Jinyan heard her brother's familiar and unquestionable voice, and continued to speak in her ear: "Jinyan, the Tong family has taken a step back, so you have to hide your worries and marry her, and you can't be willful anymore.
That slave Feng Dazhu is now in my hands, his life and death are in your hands, you have to think about your choice."
Xuan Jinyan looked pale and helpless, looking at his brother blankly.
"He, he -" she wanted to say, but she retracted her struggle under her brother's cold gaze.
"Hua An won't blame you." Xuan Jinmo looked at his sister, knowing clearly that he was referring to the slave Feng Dazhu in her mouth, but he deliberately pretended not to know and said, "And Hua An already knew that he was wrong, and now he has two concubines.
Shiju is no longer around, so you can live a peaceful life with him."
Xuan Jinyan was speechless for a long time, sighed, and said slowly: "Okay."