I was pampered like a treasure after being married off to the young marshal, but my father and broth

"good."

A man's voice, tinged with laughter, came from above.

Quan Tuo let go of her hand, walked forward, and looked at the target in the distance.

Although it didn't hit the bullseye, the shot didn't miss; it hit the six-ring mark.

For someone handling a gun for the first time, this is already an excellent result.

He turned around, and from a distance, gave Shang Sheyu a thumbs-up, his eyes filled with admiration.

She rubbed her numb wrist, and a bright smile appeared on her lips.

In the afternoon, the sun was beginning to set.

Shang Sheyu returned to the Quan Mansion in the Quan family's car.

Quan Tuo did not come back with her, saying that there was an urgent matter at the military region.

Shang Sheyu didn't ask any more questions and went home feeling relaxed.

As soon as I entered the garden, I saw Granny Yan with several maids, carrying small brooms and porcelain jars, busy under the plum blossom tree.

"Granny Yan, what are you doing?"

Shang Sheyu walked forward curiously.

When Granny Yan saw that it was her returning, she quickly put down what she was doing and greeted her with a smile: "Third Young Mistress is back. This old servant is collecting snow."

"Snow collection?"

"yes."

Granny Yan pointed to the few red plum trees that were in full bloom.

"The old lady loves to drink tea. The snow on these plum blossom petals is the cleanest and purest. It makes an exceptional tea. In previous years, whenever it snowed, I would collect several jars and bury them under the trees. That would be enough for the old lady to drink for a year."

Upon hearing this, Shang Sheyu nodded and praised, "It is indeed an elegant thing. Using winter snow to brew tea not only makes the water sweet, but also carries the fragrance of plum blossoms. Mother-in-law is in a good mood."

Granny Yan carefully observed Shang Sheyu's expression.

Seeing that her eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, her face was rosy, and there was a faint smile on her lips, completely without the gloom she had when she left in the morning, I knew what was going on.

"Did you have a good time today, Third Young Mistress?"

Granny Yan asked tentatively.

The scene of firing a gun in the training ground flashed through Shang Sheyu's mind, along with Quan Tuo's admiring gaze. His smile deepened: "It's good. Third Master taught me a lot."

Upon hearing this, Granny Yan's face broke into a wide smile.

"That's good, that's good."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Shang Sheyu went back to the West Garden to change his clothes.

Granny Yan, carrying a porcelain jar filled with snow, happily went to the North Garden.

In the warm pavilion of Beiyuan, Si Nan was leaning against a soft couch, resting with her eyes closed.

Hearing footsteps, she opened her eyes: "You're back?"

"You're back, Madam." As Granny Yan handed the porcelain jar to the maid to put away, she leaned close to Si Nan and reported in a low voice, "The Third Young Mistress just came in, and she seemed to be in a very good mood, with a smile on her face the whole time."

"Oh?"

Si Nan raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What did she say?"

"They say the Third Master taught her a lot and she had a lot of fun." Granny Yan smiled ambiguously. "It seems that you made the right move, Madam. Although last night... cough, there was a little mishap, the young couple's relationship is getting warmer and warmer."

Upon hearing this, Si Nan nodded in satisfaction, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"That's good."

She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and pondered in her mind.

Although the aromatherapy almost triggered the third brother's old ailment last night, causing chaos, fortunately, Shang Sheyu was naive and didn't notice anything amiss.

Now it seems that the third brother isn't entirely indifferent to this girl. As long as the two spend more time together, having a grandson is only a matter of time.

A few days later, heavy snow fell day and night, and the sun hid behind the clouds again.

The cold wind seeped into the room through the cracks in the window.

Shang Sheyu was still somewhat sensitive to the cold, so he had Xi'er turn on the floor heater early in the morning.

She sat on a low couch by the window, wearing a thick brocade cheongsam, a white fox fur collar given to her by her mother-in-law around her neck, and a pair of exquisitely made sheepskin gloves on her hands.

This outfit completely blocked out the slightest bit of cold air.

"Miss, the pancakes are ready. Please try some."

Xi'er squatted beside the earthenware duct, holding fire tongs in her hand, and placed several pieces of white flour cakes on the iron lid of the earthenware duct to bake them until they were golden brown on both sides, emitting a burnt aroma.

Shang Sheyu took the pancake, took a bite, and found it crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The warmth rolled down her throat and into her stomach, making her feel so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.

As we were eating, we heard hurried footsteps outside, crunching through the snow.

"Three sisters-in-law, three sisters-in-law."

The curtain was suddenly pulled open, and before the cold wind could even rush in, it was blocked outside by a hurried figure.

Jiang Yueyan was wearing a pink dress with a red cloak over it. Her face was rosy from the cold, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

She patted the snowflakes off her clothes and walked inside with a smile.

"I knew it. In this Quan Mansion, the West Garden, where Third Sister-in-law lives, is the warmest. It's like a fairyland."

Shang Sheyu swallowed the pancake in his mouth and greeted him with a smile.

"Quick, Xi'er, bring Miss Jiang a small stool so she can roast herself right next to the radiator."

Jiang Yueyan didn't stand on ceremony. She took off her cloak and handed it to the maid, then plopped down on a small stool and rubbed her hands together by the floor.

"With this heavy snow blocking the door, why did you come all this way? Aren't you afraid of slipping and falling on the slippery road?" Seeing her eager look, Shang Sheyu couldn't help but tease her.

Xi'er brought over a steaming cup of jujube tea.

Jiang Yueyan held the teacup, took a big gulp, let out a long sigh, and then leaned closer to Shang Sheyu with a smile on her face.

"Of course there's some great news. I'd be so anxious to share it with my third sister-in-law."

Shang Sheyu raised an eyebrow, broke off half of the hot pancake in his hand, and handed it to her.

"What good news is making you so happy?"

Jiang Yueyan took a bite of the pancake, her cheeks puffed out, and lowered her voice, saying mysteriously, "It's about Shang Pengyue."

Upon hearing the name, Shang Sheyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly wiped the crumbs off his hands.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Last night, Shang Pengyue went to Chunxiang Pavilion to catch them in the act." Jiang Yueyan's eyes were shining with excitement, as if she wanted to hold a handful of melon seeds in her hand: "I heard that Young Master Chi was rolling around with Xiao Tao, a famous courtesan at Chunxiang Pavilion, and Shang Pengyue caught them red-handed."

Shang Sheyu paused in his actions.

Chunxianglou, Xiaotao.

These two names suddenly pierced her memory.

In my previous life, it was also a snowy day like this.

However, the person who went to catch the adulterer was not Shang Pengyue, but Shang Sheyu.

At that time, she had just married into the Chi family and saw Chi Qingyuan, who was disheveled, and Xiao Tao, who was crying with tears streaming down her face, in a side room of Chunxiang Tower.

That Xiao Tao is no pushover.

"and then?"

Shang Sheyu asked calmly.

"And then, of course, there's a huge commotion." Jiang Yueyan swallowed the pancake and gestured vividly as she spoke.

"Don't you know Shang Pengyue's temper? She overturned the table on the spot and even tried to tear Xiao Tao's face off. Guess what happened? Chi Qingyuan protected that prostitute and scolded Shang Pengyue for making a fool of herself."