Yet she couldn’t express this anger and had to put on a smiling face, “Your father left early this morning.”
“Then I’ll wait for Father to return.”
“With the New Year approaching, it’s not appropriate for your cousin to stay at the Prince’s mansion. Grandmother will send someone to bring her back.”
Jiang Si smiled, “Neither the Earl’s mansion nor the Prince’s mansion is his cousin’s home. It’s all the same wherever she stays, so there’s no need to move her again. She can keep me company.”
Old Madam Feng frowned, “But she must have caused you a lot of trouble. If I had known her brother was such a scoundrel, I wouldn’t have let him come to the capital—”
“It’s fine. Such people are just clowns who can’t stir up any real trouble,” Jiang Si said with a cool expression and an even cooler tone. “Even if some self-important big shots want to cause me trouble, it’s not that easy. Grandmother needn’t worry.”
Old Madam Feng’s mouth twitched slightly. Thinking of Princess Rongyang’s fate, she was left speechless.
Half an hour later, Jiang Ancheng returned, bringing a chill with him.
“Where did you go?” Old Madam Feng frowned habitually upon seeing her eldest son.
Jiang Si had already walked over quickly, saying softly, “Father, have a cup of hot tea to warm up.”
Yu Jin promptly handed over the hot tea.
Jiang Ancheng didn’t think much of it and gulped down several mouthfuls of the hot tea.
Old Madam Feng felt a twinge of sourness: the Prince of Yan had barely spoken to her after greeting her, but he was so attentive in serving tea to her eldest son.
Second Master Jiang’s eyes reddened even more.
His elder brother was so unremarkable, yet could command such respect from the Prince of Yan. If the Prince of Yan were his son-in-law, who knows how much help he would provide in official circles?
Such good fortune was wasted on his elder brother.
After finishing the hot tea, Jiang Ancheng said to Old Madam Feng, “Mother, let the Prince and Si’er sit with me for a while. We won’t disturb your rest.”
In the blink of an eye, Cixin Hall became empty, and Old Madam Feng nearly cursed out loud.
Rest her foot! She wanted to improve her relationship with the fourth girl, but her eldest son, who didn’t know any better, had ruined it. It truly made her furious.
The bluestone path had been swept clean, with dirty piles of snow pushed to both sides.
Jiang Ancheng walked in front, with Jiang Si and Jiang Yi accompanying him on either side. Yu Jin, quite perceptively, fell behind.
“I went to visit your mother’s grave,” Jiang Ancheng said softly in the cold wind.
Jiang Si and Jiang Yi exchanged a glance.
Jiang Yi began, “Father—”
Jiang Ancheng raised a hand, “No need to persuade me. I’m fine.”
His voice grew softer as if scattered by the wind, “I dreamed of your mother last night. She said the person who harmed her has been punished, and she has no regrets now. From now on, she’ll wholeheartedly wait for me to join her.”
Jiang Si and Jiang Yi’s expressions changed.
Jiang Ancheng turned around and, as he did when they were young, raised his hands to ruffle their hair, “Don’t worry. I still need to see Yan’yan get married, watch Si’er’s child grow up, and then bring all this good news to your mother.”
Only then did Jiang Si and Jiang Yi feel relieved, accompanying Jiang Ancheng as they headed towards Minghua Hall.