Early next morning, when Qingyan woke, she heard a servant woman say that the old madam's niece has come to the General's manor, saying she's come to depend on the General's manor. And right now, Luo Bing and Su Yun were both in the front reception hall receiving this woman.
The corner of Qingyan's mouth perked up. She knew that this was Deng Yan returning with Jia Yun's identity. After freshening up, she too headed to the front reception hall and at a glance, she immediately saw the radiant looking Jia Yun.
"This must be big sister's daughter. Looking at her, she really looks exactly like big sister." Jia Yun looked to Qingyan with a smile, and Qingyan also nodded in response.
"Yan'er, this is your grandmother's legitimate blood related niece, called Jia Yun. After her father suffered from misfortune, she's become alone and destitute. Thus she's come to rely on our manor."
"Greeting's aunty, Yan'er's here to pay you respect." Qingyan faced Jia Yun and slightly bowed in greeting.
"No need to be so formal." Jia Yun walked up next to Qingyan and held her up with her arm, "I'm the one that needs to thank elder brother and sister-in-law for taking me in."
"Since you're mother's blood related niece, it's with reason that we're relatives, no need to be strangers." Su Yun looked to Jia Yun and calmly spoke, "Since that's the case, the sky isn't early anymore, your sister-in-law and I still need to go to the army barracks. Yan'er, you stay at home and take care of your aunt."
"Daughter understands." Qingyan walked up next to Jia Yun and grasped her hand. "If aunty doesn't mind, then let Yan'er bring your around the General manor to tour."
Jia Yun looked to Qingyan and nodded with a smile. "Alright, naturally it's all good."
Qingyan took Jia Yun with her and leisurely began strolling. And the place they eventually stopped at was Su Qingxue and Su Qingcong's yard.
Although the two siblings lived in one courtyard, this courtyard was particularly spacious. There were many rooms, and aside from two rooms the siblings each took up, there was still about five or six rooms left.
When Su Qingxue and Su Qingcong saw Jia Yun, they immediately ran into her arms, "Mother, I really missed you."
Seeing the two children pouncing over, Jia Yun lifted her hand and stroked their head, "Silly child, mother also misses you two very much. But you have to know, mother is already dead. From now on, when you see me, just call me aunty."
Su Qingxue and Su Qingcong naturally understood this logic, and when they looked to Jia Yun, they earnestly nodded, "Greeting aunty."
Jia Yun knew that this was very wrong for them, but being able to stay by their side like this and watching them grow up, how is that not a happy thing. Furthermore, in the future, she can just simply stay by their side, without worrying about a lot of things, and even no longer needing to consider a lot of things.
"Second sister and second brother, if you have the chance, take aunty and tour around the manor." Qingyan looked to the two of them grinning, "I need to go invite a teacher for second sister, so to help you read and practice writing. From now on, we don't need to go to that Bogu Hall."
"Then, Qingyan, are you also not going to the Bogu Hall in the future?" Jia Yun looked to Qingyan with an astonished look, and Qingyan also nodded in seriousness in response.
"Aunty don't worry. I will certainly invite a good teacher over." With that said, Qingyan turned and left. And afterwards, she even patted Jia Yun's arm.
Jia Yun knew in her heart that this was Qingyan giving them time to interact. She very gratefully glanced to Qingyan, and afterwards secretly wiped a drop of tear that had yet fallen from the corner of her eye.
When Qingyan returned to her yard, she realized that it'll be the Dragon Gate Banquet in a few more days. And they still haven't prepared what to wear during the Dragon Gate Banquet. She originally wasn't planning on majestically showing off at the Dragon Gate Banquet, but in order to match with Murong Jingxuan and Xiuran's play, she still needed to carefully make preparations. Else, she'll really wrong that night pearl.
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