The Cannon Fodder and Villain's Happy Ending

Chapter 241

It was a ring pendant with the size of a baby’s fist. The jade was lustrous and delicate, engraved with a ruyi* and Yunque* pattern.

(ruyi- a symbol of power and good fortune, yunque- bird species in China)

Others may not know the origin of the ring pendant, but Duan Wang Fei knows it best.

The ring pendant was given to his son by his grandmother when he was eight years old.

His son has always cherished it and often wears it on his body, yet he gave it to Qin Jiu. This obviously states that he attaches great importance to this daughter-in-law who was yet to pass the gate.

And this made the smile on Duan Wang Fei’s lips deepen even more.

While Duan Wang Fei was looking at Qin Jiu, Qin Jiu was also looking at Duan Wang Fei.

Duan Wang Fei was over fifty years old, her skin was white, and her body was plump, her hair that has some white in it was neatly combed in a round bun. And she wore a floral robe with a cloud pattern in autumn fragrance.

She was not wearing much jewelry, only a hairpin set with eastern pearls in her bun and a pair of emerald earrings the size of red beans on her earlobes.

Her white complexion looked even brighter because of the smile on the corner of her lips, this also made her look kinder, graceful, and several years younger than her actual age.

Duan Wang Fei was as good-natured as her empress-aunt said, Qin Jiu thought so herself as she relaxed, and her smile became even sweeter.

Qin Jiu took a forehead belt from Du Ruo’s hand and presented it to Duan Wang Fei as she said graciously.

“Wangfei, this is the forehead belt I made, please don’t be offended by my poor craftsmanship.”

Duan Wang Fei took the forehead belt with a smile and keenly noticed that the little girl’s hand had a number of needle holes, and understood.

For her Qin Jiu’s intention was the most important.

Duan Wang Fei looked at the forehead belt and fondled it admiringly, she then praised her with a smile.

“It’s really a clever idea.”

The forehead belt has a primrose color on its edge with small pearls like the size of rice sewn into five plum blossoms in the center, it looked simple yet gorgeous.

“It’s good that you like it, Wangfei.” Qin Jiu also smiled along, her pair of ink-jade-like pupils shining brightly.

She heard from Empress Wei that Duan Wang Fei liked bright colors and didn’t like plain colors, so today she specially wore bright crimson colors, as well as the primrose color for the forehead belt, she chose it carefully before she embeds it on the edge.

Duan Wang Fei was about to instruct her maidservant to put away the forehead belt when she suddenly sniffs the aroma and stopped, laughing she said.

“Xiao Jiu, the smell of this forehead belt is so good, what kind of fragrance did you use?”

She directly called Qin Jiu “Xiao Jiu”, with a hint of intimacy.

Qin Jiu was just learning to mix perfume recently when she was bored. Hearing her ask she replied with a smile.

“It is called “Yuxiang Pu” it was written in the Imperial Incense Manual and said that even after washing it with water a hundred times, the fragrance will not disappear. I have tried it on my handkerchief, and indeed after washing it four to five times the fragrance is still there but I can’t say the same if washed a hundred times.”

Duan Wang Fei was even happier after hearing Qin Jiu’s reply, thinking that the girl was not only good-looking but also pleasant to talk to. No wonder her son liked her too.

She smiled and said, “I have a very rare incense here, which is only available in the west of Xinjiang. It’s called Jiuhe incense, it can calm your nerve down.”

“Xiao Jiu, sit down, and let’s talk.”

The maids serving in the house hurriedly served Qin Jiu with tea and snacks.

“Come on, try this Lu’an tea.”

Duan Wang Fei smiled and continued, “This is what Zezhi’s grandmother brought from Jiangnan.”

While talking, Duan Wang Fei’s eyes lingered on the ring around Qin Jiu’s waist, and her smile became more loving.

Qin Jiu obediently took up the teacup and tasted the tea elegantly.

In the blue and white porcelain teacup, the color of the tea was clear and translucent, the tea leaves in the shape of melon seeds were green in color even in size, and smelled fresh.

Qin Jiu took a shallow sip of hot tea and praised it as “fresh and sweet”, though in reality she still knew nothing about tea. But Empress Wei had previously told her that Duan Wang Fei was fond of tea, so she had done some homework beforehand.

Duan Wang Fei said again: “Do you like it? Zezhi also likes this Lu’an tea the most. Every time his grandmother sends me tea, that child will take half of it”

Qin Jiu silently continued to look like she was drinking tea, as she really didn’t know how to answer this.

Hearing that Gu Zezhi became “that child” in Duan Wan Fei’s mouth, she had this kind of odd and incongruous feeling. How should she put it, it was like…. as if the image of her golden thigh and the great villain suddenly collapsed.

Duan Wang Fei continued to talk about her son with great enthusiasm: “This child, Zezhi, looks gentle and elegant, but actually has a domineering nature and is vengeful.”

Qin Jiu was deeply impressed and felt that Duan Wang Fei had really seen his nature clearly.

And accidentally nodded her head.

Duan Wang Fei has been paying attention to Qin Jiu’s every move. She also noticed that the corner of her lips was raised a little higher. She said with a smile.

“If he bullies you in the future, Xiao Jiu, come and complain to me, and I will teach him a lesson for you.”

“Zezhi, he was very naughty when he was a child. I still remember that when he was five years old, when the maids and his nanny were not paying attention, he climbed on the roof and fell from it. Fortunately, the guards of the palace caught him.”

“That’s why he became interested in practicing martial arts. His father thought he was spoiled and could not hold on. Not knowing how stubborn the boy was that no matter what he learned, he would always do his best.”

“And so, fighting and causing trouble is no exception ……”

Recalling her son’s childhood, Duan Wang Fei was angry and felt funny at the same time as there was obvious joy in her eyes.

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