He knew these words would displease his father and Seventh Uncle, but they were his heartfelt thoughts.
If todayâs incident involved Seventh Uncle instead of Yun Chuchu, he definitely wouldnât have spoken so rudely.
"Youâre really stubborn, whatever, just get lost, seeing you irritates me."
Yun Zheng waved his hand dismissively with a stern face, afraid that if he continued, this kid would make his blood boil.
Rebelling against elders, still thinking heâs right.
Trying to kindly teach this kid how to deal with people, but he seemed to not understand human language, really infuriating!!!
"Alright then."
Despite being scolded, Yun Wanye managed to avoid a beating, so he wasnât angry at all.
He replied with a smile to Yun Zheng, then gently pinched Yun Wanqingâs tiny fingers.
"Little sister, itâs getting late, Iâll leave first and come see you tomorrow."
[Alright.]
Yun Wanqing responded in her heart and was placed back on the bed.
She bit her finger, pondering the entire situation deeply, finding it incredibly baffling.
[Why does all of this seem so strange?]
[Itâs already mid-November, freezing cold, even the lake is frozen, a small child being thrown into the icy water could easily lead to something fatal.]
[Father didnât know about the incident of Auntâs daughter being swapped, in his eyes, that little child is his dear niece.]
[A niece not seen for so many years was inexplicably thrown into the lake by Second Brother, and he just let Second Brother go so easily?]
As for why itâs called inexplicable, itâs because the incident where Shang Rong tried to stab her with a needle wasnât witnessed by anyone.
Second Brother only guessed she was bullied after hearing her cry miserably.
So, in this situation, to directly retaliate, doesnât it seem inexplicable?
Yun Wanqing frowned, trying hard to figure out the crux of the matter, but it remained unclear.
[Somethingâs not right, this whole thing reeks of something seriously off, father absolutely doesnât condone Second Brother so easily, how could he not be furious nor hold him accountable for such a significant event?]
[Well, itâs better not to think about it. This way, Second Brother avoids trouble, and I save my voice and tears.]
Sigh...
Yun Zheng silently heaved a sigh.
So, the issue is, if he gets angry, she uses her cries to defend that kid. If he doesnât pursue or discipline that kid, she finds his action incomprehensible, right?
Fine, if itâs incomprehensible, so be it, just donât curse him in your heart as cold-blooded, unworthy of being an uncle.
Not to mention that little girl isnât his real niece, even if she were, she would still matter far less than his own daughter.
If a niece intended to harm his daughter, he absolutely wouldnât tolerate it.
Soon, the day of Yun Wanqingâs hundred-day celebration arrived.
Yun Zheng and Yun Zhan specially took leave, waking up early to prepare.
Although fewer guests were invited than for the full-month banquet, the Duke Ning Mansion had plenty of people.
Within the mansion, there were already two hundred servants and guards, plus Yun Zheng and Yun Zhanâs confidants, and the Yun Family themselves, over three hundred in total, making quite a grand scene.
Over thirty tables were set up, filling the two front courtyard wings completely.
Everything was ready, just waiting for the banquet to begin, Yun Wanchen appeared holding Yun Wanqing, dressed in new clothes.
Looking at the bustling crowd in the two rows of courtyard rooms, Yun Wanqing couldnât help but click her tongue.
[So many people, wasnât Mom talking about a simple gathering? Is this what you call simple?]
Hearing this, Yun Wanchenâs lips curled slightly, although there were many people at the banquet, they were all family servants, naturally simple.
Simplicity versus grandeur isnât about headcount, but about the guest list and the banquetâs level.
How could the mansionâs servants compare to Fatherâs colleagues or even royal relatives?
"Greetings to the Young Master."
Suddenly, a large group of Military Generals swarmed over, surrounding Yun Wanchen and Yun Wanqing, then countless pairs of eyes landed squarely on Yun Wanqing.
For so long, they hadnât had the chance to see the masterâs little darling, they had been anxiously waiting, and upon seeing Yun Wanchen emerging with the little one, they immediately crowded around.
Under so many scrutinizing eyes, Yun Wanqing felt somewhat awkward.
[...]
[Iâm not a monkey from Emei Mountain, whatâs so interesting to look at? Can you guys not gather so close?]
[Even if youâre close, alright, could you not all stare at me like that? Itâs so embarrassing???]