After crossing, I was forced to hold on to my thighs and build a kingdom

Chapter 144: Growing Suspicion

Then she pointed at Huai Zhen who was following beside her and said to Jin Chu with a smile, "This girl has been talking about Sister Jin'er since early morning, saying that she will take you to visit her yard when you come."

After saying that, he turned to the somewhat shy Huai Zhen and asked, "Now that your sisters are here, why don't you take them to your yard?"

Jinchu had already seen that the Marquis's wife had something to do and was using it as an excuse to send them away, so she took Huaizhen's hand and said, "Little Huaizhen, can we sisters go to your yard to visit?"

"Huaizhen, take the sisters there." The little girl took Jinchu's hand and walked towards her yard.

Jin Chu walked absentmindedly, but the strange expression on Madam Hou's face just now kept appearing in her mind, until Huai Zhen's voice rang in her ears: "Sister Jin'er, this is Huai Zhen's yard."

Jin Chu raised her head as if waking from a dream. She couldn't help but smile. She pointed at the three hairpin-shaped calligraphy on the gate and whispered, "This really deserves its name. Huaizhen's courtyard should be called Huaizhen Courtyard!"

"Yes, sister, do you think it's bad?" the little girl asked cautiously.

Jin Chu smiled brightly, his tone full of affirmation: "Very good, holding the jade in your arms, returning to the original nature, holding the truth."

After receiving praise from the Fairy Sister, Huaizhen smiled happily: "Sister Jin'er, I will take you in to see my babies."

On the other side, the Marquis's wife sent Jinchu and the other two away. Unable to contain the expression on her face any longer, she stood up and walked towards the courtyard where the Marquis was receiving guests.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she heard voices talking in the house. The Marquis's wife took a few quick steps and heard a clear male voice: "It is a stroke of luck that I have been able to obtain the title of Jieyuan in this remote area. I dare not compare myself with the outstanding young men in the capital, who are so prosperous and full of talents."

"Weiyuan is wrong. The southwest region is a place of beautiful mountains and rivers, and great talents are always born during the imperial examinations. It is not just luck that can get the top scorer in the imperial examination there." Zhao Wenyan's affirmative voice sounded slowly, and his admiration was beyond words.

This boy has great potential, but he is not arrogant. What's more, he is still so young and looks 80% like his deceased grandfather.

Although Jingchuan Marquis Zhao Wenyan, who accidentally smashed the teacup, tried his best to suppress his emotions, his slightly trembling hands and strange voice still conveyed this subtle tension to the marquis' wife Qin Suxin, his wife of many years.

If she had only three-tenths of interest in this child before, after Zhao Wenyan's inappropriate behavior, the Marquis's wife was now eight-tenths certain of the gentle and elegant young man in front of her.

This young man from the Wang family is most likely his son Zhao Huaiqing who disappeared seventeen years ago.

Now all that was left was to confirm the last suspicion, and then her heart, which had been hanging in the balance for the past few days, could finally be at ease!

Thinking of this, the Marquis's wife lifted her skirt and stepped into the main hall, which was full of relatives, old friends and young people.

Seeing her come in, although they were a little surprised, they all stood up and greeted her. The marquis's wife also smiled and returned the greetings one by one. Finally, she could not help but cast her eyes on the side of her nephew, the young man who was standing quietly with his hands hanging down.

The child was wearing a round-necked robe made of ultramarine plain satin with dark patterns today, with a silk ribbon of the same color tied around his waist, which perfectly outlined his figure and made him look tall, slender and upright.

It seems that his adoptive parents have raised him well in the past seventeen years.

Mrs. Hou looked at Wang Weiyuan steadily, and a layer of mist gradually gathered in her eyes.

The gaze was so intense that Wang Weiyuan finally looked up and glanced at the Marquis' wife, then quickly lowered his eyelids.

His expression remained unchanged, but his hands were clenched into fists under his robe sleeves.

Seeing his wife almost losing her composure, Jingchuan Marquis Zhao Wenyan quickly stood up to smooth things over: "Suxin, are you here to confirm the drinks for today's banquet?"

After saying this, he walked down to the front of his wife and whispered a reminder: "Suxin, there are too many people here, so please be more restrained!"

The Marquis's wife finally came to her senses and smiled as she said to the people in the hall, "My family has prepared a variety of fine wines for today's banquet. I'm a woman and don't know the ins and outs, so I came to see my Marquis to personally confirm it."

Marquis Jingchuan took the opportunity to apologize to everyone and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all. Please wait for a moment. I will go with my wife and be back soon."

"My Lord, please go and do your work. I will taste the fine wine in the mansion later."

A middle-aged man took the lead and spoke.

Everyone agreed again.

Only then did Marquis Jingchuan take his wife out of the house.

The two strode towards a secluded courtyard nearby. The Marquis's wife sent her caring mother and maid to guard the gate. Then she whispered anxiously, "The Marquis also saw the child today. Does he look like my grandfather?"

When she married into the mansion, her husband's grandfather had passed away for several years, so she had never seen the old man's face. However, as his grandson, Zhao Wenyan definitely remembered what his grandfather looked like, so Mrs. Hou asked this question.

"Quite like Grandfather!"

Zhao Wenyan uttered these four words heavily. He looked straight ahead and continued, "Not only in appearance, but also in his calm and composed intelligence and sharpness, he is also very much like my grandfather."

"Then this child, is it? Is it?" The Marquis's voice trembled as she stammered, "Is it ours, Qing'er?"

As these words fell, Jingchuan Hou's eyes became moist. He suppressed his excitement and coaxed in a low voice: "Suxin, don't worry, I think so too.

But there are many people in the mansion today, and that child has an ordinary background. We invited him here because he is Qilang's close friend. If you pay too much attention to him, it will inevitably attract the attention of those with ulterior motives, and then it may cause unnecessary trouble for the child."

Marquis Jingchuan glanced at his wife, who was still anxious, and could only sternly remind her, "Suxin, don't forget that this child is currently just a young student with high hopes from his family, preparing for the imperial examinations in Beijing. Regardless of his status, the top priority right now is to ensure that he doesn't affect his chances of passing the imperial examination next year. That is the child's greatest asset for a stable life in the future."

If he were our child, you would never interfere with him at such a critical moment. If he were not our child, we would not disturb him because of our own selfishness and affect his future! Think about it calmly, is what your husband said right?

After Zhao Wenyan analyzed the pros and cons, the Marquis's wife gradually calmed down.

After a while, she pursed her lips, still unwilling to give in: "Then we have to confirm the child's background! Otherwise, I will suffer day and night in the days to come and will not be able to control myself."

Looking at his wife who was anxiously missing her son, Zhao Wenyan finally relaxed. "If that's the case, let's confirm it today! Get your things ready and follow the method we discussed earlier."

The Marquis's wife smiled and nodded repeatedly: "I'll go down and arrange it right away."

She turned to leave, but was stopped by Marquis Jingchuan: "Wait a minute!"

Zhao Wenyan looked at his surprised wife and warned her, "Don't hurt the child."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. You'll just have a sweet sleep and won't get hurt." The Marquis's wife said, stroking her chest.