Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 691 Ning Zhixiang_1

As the weather grew warmer, people were more willing to venture out, and the capital became even busier, with teahouses and restaurants never lacking customers and shops bustling with activity.

Zhulan, with her daughter, alighted from the carriage, and Rongchuan disembarked from the one behind them. Zhulan pointed at the pastry shop opposite them, "Go buy some pastries; we’ll be out once we’ve picked our fabrics."

Seeing that the fabric store was filled with ladies, Rongchuan agreed, "Aunt, I’ll buy the pastries and wait for you in the teahouse diagonally across."

Zhulan, noting the crowd inside the fabric store and predicting a lengthy visit, replied, "Alright."

Xue Han stepped into the store, looking around, "Mother, they have fabrics here we can’t find in Jinzhou Province."

The attendants in the capital were all trained to have sharp eyes, especially for recognizing the rank of adornments. Seeing that a young lady from an official’s family had entered, one smiled, "These are the newest fabrics in stock. Although our shop cannot claim to be the largest in the capital, I dare say it is the most comprehensive."

Xue Han’s eyes brightened, girls still loved beauty, especially those with a beloved in their hearts. She immediately noticed the goose-yellow fabric, "Mother, look."

Zhulan followed her daughter’s gaze, her eyes lighting up at the sight, taking in the season’s bright color trends.

The attendant commented, "This is a newly arrived fabric, Miss has quite the eye."

Xue Han walked over to the fabric. Several others were also selecting fabrics, and the shopkeeper was attentively assisting a woman with her hair done up in a married woman’s style.

When Xue Han took hold of the goose-yellow fabric, the attendant said, "This fabric has been selling well. It arrived yesterday, and now only the last bolt is left."

The more Xue Han looked at it, the more she liked it, paying no attention to other fabrics.

At that moment, the married woman beside her also reached out for the fabric, smiling, "May I have it, please?" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Xue Han glanced at the woman who continued to smile without any intention of letting go. Catching sight of the jewelry on the woman’s hair, Xue Han smiled and released the fabric, "Sure."

The shopkeeper looked troubled. As a businessperson, he didn’t want to offend anyone, especially in the capital. It was hard to tell who the young lady was related to, but the married woman in front of him was someone he definitely couldn’t afford to offend. Fortunately, the young Miss had acquiesced.

The woman smiled at the shopkeeper, "I’ll take this entire bolt."

The shopkeeper signaled the attendant to wrap it up, then said, "It will be delivered to the Ning Residence later."

The woman nodded and then left.

The shopkeeper personally saw her out, returning with an apologetic smile, "Miss, would you like any other fabric?"

Xue Han had lost interest in purchasing anything, smiling and shaking her head, "No, thank you. You’re busy."

Zhulan had already chosen her fabrics, having observed her daughter’s earlier situation. She trusted her daughter to handle things well, the training she had given Xue Han wasn’t in vain. With the fabrics wrapped, Zhulan approached, "Rongchuan has been waiting for a while; let’s go."

Xue Han smiled, "Alright."

The purchased fabrics had already been loaded onto the carriage. Zhulan, with her daughter, headed for the teahouse, and just upon entering, Zhulan sensed her daughter tugging at her clothes.

Zhulan, puzzled, asked, "What’s the matter?"

Xue Han whispered, "Mother, it’s the woman from earlier."

Taking a closer look, Zhulan realized it was indeed her. She paid extra attention, having clearly heard ’Ning Residence.’ Considering the woman’s young age, she was likely to be Marquis Ning’s daughter-in-law.

Zhulan, accompanied by her daughter, found Rongchuan, who rose to his feet and said, "Auntie, have you made your purchases?"

Zhulan nodded, "We’ve bought everything, let’s go."

Rongchuan noticed at a glance that Xue Han had lost the excitement she had when they first left the residence. Without a trace, he averted his gaze, subtly stepped aside to walk beside Xue Han, and asked softly, "What’s wrong?"

Xue Han shook her head, "It’s nothing."

She wasn’t upset because the fabric had been snatched away; in the capital, where nobles were everywhere, such incidents were quite common. She was simply feeling a little down because she hadn’t been able to get her hands on something she had taken a rare fancy to.

However, Xue Han couldn’t help but curl the corners of her mouth upward. Only because Rongchuan knew her so well could he discern her mood at a glance—she held a special place in his heart!

Zhulan walked ahead, feeling the footsteps behind her growing more distant, and thought to herself, she was really superfluous!

By a happy coincidence, Zhulan had just exited the tea house when she saw Marquis Ning getting off his carriage. She quickly greeted him, "Mr. Hou."

Ning Xu was pleasantly surprised to see Rongchuan. He had an appointment with his second nephew today and had not expected to run into Rongchuan. After his return to the capital, Rongchuan had been cooped up inside his residence, making a chance encounter difficult, and Ning Xu felt it wouldn’t be right to invite Zhou Changlian over too frequently.

It was quite a pity to learn that Rongchuan had gone out today, as he himself had already made plans. Now, the situation turned into an unexpected delight.

Ning Xu said with a smile, "It is quite a coincidence today."

While replying, Ning Xu glanced at Rongchuan and Miss Zhou out of the corner of his eye. Although he had seen Miss Zhou’s portrait, she was more beautiful in person. The two of them standing side by side were indeed a good match. Even he, a man without a spouse, could feel the intimacy between them—they had grown up together like two peas in a pod.

Zhulan internally agreed it was indeed quite coincidental. The capital was so large, yet stepping outside could lead to meetings like this, too coincidental. She had sensed the joy in Marquis Ning that he hadn’t concealed, an indeed unexpected encounter, "Please, Mr. Hou, come inside."

Xue Han felt Marquis Ning’s gaze on her but stood calmly, open and composed. There was nothing about her that couldn’t be scrutinized, nor anything to feel guilty about. Even knowing that Rongchuan’s background was not simple, as long as Rongchuan stood by her side, she had the confidence to face the unknown future with him.

Zhulan made way, standing still at the entrance of the tea house wouldn’t be good.

Ning Xu also knew it wasn’t ideal but regretted that, due to his status, he couldn’t invite Rongchuan and his company, especially with ladies present. He could only say to Rongchuan, "We’ll have tea together some other time."

Rongchuan was just about to reply when a voice came from behind, "Uncle."

Rongchuan stepped aside to make way, and a man with a pale complexion stood behind him. One could tell at a glance that the man was somewhat frail.

Marquis Ning said, "Zhi Xiang, why have you come out?"

Ning Zhixiang answered, "Nephew heard Uncle’s voice inside, and after waiting for a while without Uncle coming in, nephew came out to welcome you. Uncle, who is this?"

Marquis Ning introduced with a smile, "This is this year’s Tanhua."

A shadow passed through Ning Zhixiang’s eyes. His health didn’t permit him to participate in the imperial examinations, even though he was quite good at his studies, "I’ve always wanted to witness the grace of the Tanhua, and seeing him today, he is indeed a young talent."

Rongchuan looked at the man before him, bearing some resemblance to him but not much, and said with a smile, "Sir is too kind."

Ning Xu burst into laughter, "Rongchuan is indeed worthy, indeed worthy."

Ning Zhixiang choked a bit; most of what he said was out of politeness, but what did his uncle mean? His joy was as if celebrating his own child.

Zhulan looked skyward, speechless; she had become part of the background. But Marquis Ning was in high spirits now, and it didn’t seem quite right to propose leaving at such a moment!