She just couldn’t compare, that’s why she said so.
If she could compare, she wouldn’t have said it.
The things in Nalan Jinlian’s courtyard, not only those given by the storeroom, but also those given by her grandmother, truly luxurious and exquisite, the best in this residence.
It’s said that Third Aunt had a very rich dowry back in the day, but the storeroom has been locked over the years, and no one knows what’s good inside.
The two agreed to leave.
Over there, Mrs. Xu and Nanny Zhao walked out from behind the rockery, looking at the departing two, Mrs. Xu’s brow slightly furrowed, "I really didn’t expect such a person to appear in the fourth house!"
Quite a sharp tongue.
Always sowing discord with Nalan Mingzhu.
It is a good thing. She was worried about not having the chance to deal with Nalan Mingzhu, but if Nalan Mingzhu made a mistake herself, she couldn’t be blamed.
Nanny Zhao smiled, "Madam, why worry? Just a concubine’s child remains a concubine’s child. Even if she turns into a legitimate child, what difference does it make?"
"What Nanny says is true. Keep an eye on Aunt Liao; this woman, seemingly gentle, is actually the most hateful. Back then, even though she made me..."
Nanny Zhao interrupted Mrs. Xu.
Mrs. Xu suddenly realized, her eyes reddened.
That wretched Mrs. Liao, who knows what kind of charm she cast on Nalan Bo, making his heart solely for her, completely forgetting the vows made back then.
Even pushing her Lianlian into the Lotus Pond to drown, yet Nalan Bo still believed.
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Mrs. Xu is increasingly curious, wondering where exactly did Nalan Jinlian come from?
Yet her poetry, song, demeanor are gentle and graceful, every gesture as if from a painting.
Speaking softly, smiling likewise.
Walking upright, elegant without peer.
"Nanny, let’s go back!"
Nanny Zhao knew, Mrs. Xu was conflicted.
Wanting to find real family for Nalan Jinlian, or let Nalan Jinlian remember past matters, but also hesitant, unwilling.
So it was truly difficult.
To her, when the boat reaches the bridge, it naturally goes straight. These things should not be forced.
If Nalan Jinlian’s past family truly cares, they will definitely come for her.
"Did you know? The Tianchu Country’s Ruin Prince is truly handsome!"
"Yes, I saw him, but he’s a bit cold. I didn’t dare to look directly when I brought him tea!"
"Why did Ruin Prince come to our Marquis Residence?"
"Reportedly, he knows our Eldest Young Master and will stay at our Marquis Residence for a few days!"
"Really? That’s wonderful, do you think Ruin Prince might choose one of our young ladies to marry?"
A few young maids chatted animatedly.
Mrs. Xu glanced at Nanny Zhao, "Ruin Prince?"
"I’ll send someone to inquire!" Nanny Zhao spoke.
"Mm, don’t inquire too much, lest you violate a taboo!"
Eldest Young Master Nalan Changlin poured tea for Chu Yu. "Ruin Prince, have a taste, see if you tea!"
Who knows what the Ruin Prince was thinking, actually wanting to stay for a few days.
Simply inconceivable.
Yet he couldn’t refuse.
Not only couldn’t refuse, but had to warmly entertain.