C30 Distortion of Identity

The old lady's heart softened. Today, when everyone saw these rewards, their eyes shone with greed. How could they remember this old woman's kindness? It was rare for Bai Ruotong to have such a heart.

"Grandmother, if you're right. Grandmother is still in high spirits, how can she be old? " Bai Chusheng stood up and said.

"This hairpin is so expensive, are you really willing to part with it?" the old lady asked with a smile.

"No matter how reluctant I am to part with it, no matter how expensive it is, it is still just a personal possession. A good object naturally needs a good master. This hairpin is just right for Grandmother." Bai Ruotong said happily.

When the old lady heard this, she smiled with gratification. She held Bai Ruotong's hand, her eyes looking as if they were lit by a candle. She said warmly, "Good child, since you have such a kind heart, this old woman will accept this gift of yours."

Mrs Zhang's smile froze. How could she not know Bai Ruotong's thoughts? The news of her and Prince Rong's achievements had been circulating throughout the capital for a whole month, and the old lady had long been angry.

Although she knew that he was innocent, these slanderous words were indecent and disgraceful. How could the old lady not be annoyed with Bai Ruotong?

However, Bai Ruotong's actions today made the old lady's heart soften in shame.

"Old lady, we are not only purposeful now, we are also able. That day, the kitchen assistant also told me that if Tong Tong went to the kitchen to cook for himself, I wouldn't know that he had such skills. "

Mrs Zhang interrupted.

"The kitchen?" The old lady restrained her smile, her expression instantly solemn. The kitchen was filled with smoke. How could it be a place that a thousand gold coins could go to? According to her rules, a lady should be embroidering a zither in an embroidery room.

"You went to the kitchen?"

"Yes." Bai Ruotong bit her lips and nodded.

"You want to anger an old lady like me to death before you can be at ease? "How can a direct daughter like you go to the kitchen? The capital is full of messages about you. If people knew that you cooked in the kitchen and spread the news, do you understand?"

The old lady scolded.

Mrs. Zhang was happy to see it. Although the old lady was soft-hearted, her eyes could not contain a single grain of sand. The people in the kitchen were all lowly beings. How could a noble family's daughter be associated with them?

"Grandmother, if Tung went to the kitchen to prepare a meal for me, I can't blame him. If Grandmother has to blame someone, I can only blame my grandson."

Bai Chusheng explained.

"Don't speak up for her. You are her big brother, so you are naturally speaking up for her." "Since you're resting in the manor, you should properly discipline your little sister. She doesn't have any Miss looks at all, and I had thought that Ruotong was a little more sensible. But now, it seems that she's not that sensible at all, she's just trying to please an old lady like me."

The old lady slammed the desk and said in disappointment.

Zhang Shi pretended to be regretful and sighed, "Mother, don't be angry. It's all my fault. "Why did I say that? I originally wanted to make Mother happy, but I never thought that there would be such a mess. It's all my fault, if Mother wants to blame someone, then blame them together with me."

Bai Ruotong got up and knelt in front of the old lady. "Grandmother, Ruotong knows she was wrong. Rutong understood that if Rutong let the house dark, let grandmother headaches.

When my mother was still alive, she had set up a small stove in the courtyard and often cooked meals for me and my brother. His brother had been in the army camp all year round, and it had been tough for him. Now, he had finally returned to the estate once more. If Tung wanted to make my brother happy, he made some of the meals that my mother and I used to make when we were little to nourish my brother's body.

However, there was no small stove in the courtyard, so he had no choice but to go to the kitchen. If Tung knew he was wrong, his grandmother could punish him as much as she wanted. "But this has nothing to do with big brother, nothing to do with mother, please do not blame them grandmother."