Mrs. He truly hated Xu Xinmo.
It wasn’t for any other reason except that Xu Xinmo had stolen the affection that rightfully belonged to Yun Musi and Yun Mulan, and had taken many valuable things from the hands of Old Madam Yun. Mrs. He simply didn’t like Xu Xinmo.
But she dared not openly make a move against Xu Xinmo.
She had secretly tried several times, but Xu Xinmo had always managed to avoid it.
Mrs. He sighed that Xu Xinmo had good luck and didn’t think much more about it.
After lunch, the sisters gathered and chatted together.
"Cousin, are you good at embroidery?" Xu Xinmo asked curiously.
"Not really, I’m not very good at it!"
Xu Xinmo was slightly disappointed.
She had thought Yun Jinnian would be very skilled.
"What about other skills?" Xu Xinmo asked again.
"The only thing I’m good at is my medical skills; I’m not particularly good at anything else," Yun Jinnian said with a gentle smile.
She wanted to see what Xu Xinmo was up to.
"Cousin, don’t you want to learn some needlework?"
"Not really, Jiayu and Ru Yue are both very good at needlework. I like the things they make, and if I have extra time, I prefer to read Medical Books!"
Xu Xinmo didn’t find out what she wanted to know and couldn’t help feeling a little discouraged.
Yun Jinnian lowered her head and smiled faintly, taking a light sip from her teacup.
She paid no attention to Xu Xinmo’s little schemes.
Yun Musi and Yun Mulan were particularly fascinated by the customs and practices outside, asking many questions on the topic, while Yun Zuomo, Yun Qingzhi, and Yun Qingqing listened attentively without asking many questions.
The girls, regardless of what they thought in their hearts, got along well at this moment.
Wang Yanran leaned on a soft pillow, gently stroking her stomach.
She had long known that Yun Jinnian had an exceptionally beautiful appearance, but she hadn’t expected her beauty to be so dazzling that it made others afraid to look directly at her for fear of desecration.
With her noble status as a Commandery Princess, being in the emperor’s favor, extraordinary medical skills, and substantial wealth, which man in the world wouldn’t want to marry such a woman?
Thinking of her cousin in her uncle’s family, who had become because of that one incident, and with her uncle having a new child, her aunt hated Yun Jinnian to the core.
Now that Yun Jinnian had returned, her aunt was unlikely to let it go!
But Wang Yanran had a feeling that Yun Jinnian was not someone to be easily bullied. The events of that year involving her cousin were likely not entirely unrelated to Yun Jinnian, even though she had gone to the Xu Family in advance...
"Princess, it’s not good, news came from the front yard that the young master was thrown off his horse and injured!" a young maid ran into the small hall, panting heavily.
"What did you say?" Wang Yanran suddenly stood up.
"On his way back, the young master was thrown off his horse and injured!"
"Is it serious?" Wang Yanran hurriedly asked.
She quickly ordered someone to fetch a cloak and prepare a warmer.
"I didn’t ask carefully. As soon as I heard that the young master was injured, I immediately came to report to the Princess!"
Wang Yanran rubbed her forehead, forcing herself to calm down.
As a Commandery Princess who was still pregnant, she couldn’t get too emotional.
After taking a few deep breaths, she said, "Dongzhu, go and find out how serious the injury is."
Dongzhu took the order and immediately went to the front yard.
Wang Yanran’s other maid, Zhenzhu, couldn’t help but mutter, "Princess, do you think that ever since Princess Yijia came back, the young master has been unlucky? Could it be that Princess Yijia is bringing misfortune to him?"
Wang Yanran suddenly looked at Zhenzhu with eyes deep and cold.
Although she somewhat agreed with Zhenzhu, she still scolded her, "If you talk nonsense again, I’ll send you back to the Wang family. You don’t learn the good things, instead, you learn to gossip about your masters!"
Yun Jinnian was personally conferred the title of Princess Yijia by the emperor. To openly speak ill of her was simply courting death.