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

Upon entering the main hall, one is immediately greeted by the aroma of food.

The large round table was already filled with cold dishes and hot dishes, and several maids were setting out the bowls and chopsticks.

As soon as I stepped across the threshold and looked up, my gaze unexpectedly met a pair of unfathomable black eyes.

Quan Tuo sat to the left of Si Nan. Today, he wasn't wearing his sharp and imposing military uniform. Instead, he wore a dark patterned vest over a light chestnut shirt with the collar slightly open. Dark gray trousers made his long legs look even longer.

Although he looked somewhat refined, the cold and hard aura he exuded from the battlefield was impossible to conceal.

Upon seeing Shang Sheyu enter, his gaze immediately fell upon her. He casually peeled an orange, his slender fingers tearing away the pith with slow, deliberate movements, without uttering a word.

Shang Sheyu steadied himself and stepped forward to curtsy, saying, "Mother-in-law."

He then turned to Quan Tuo and said, "Third Master."

"You're here." Si Nan was clearly in a good mood today, with a smile on her face. She reached out and took Shang Sheyu's hand. "We usually eat in our own courtyards, but since the third brother is back today, I thought it was a rare occasion for the whole family to get together, so I set out the meal in the main hall."

Shang Sheyu nodded obediently: "Thank you for your trouble, Mother-in-law."

After saying that, she turned her head and winked at Xi'er.

Xi'er quickly stepped forward and handed the still-steaming Chinese medicine pot she was holding to Granny Yan beside her.

"What is this?" Si Nan asked in confusion.

Shang Sheyu smiled faintly: "It's a medicinal soup made from the wild ginseng that my mother-in-law gave me last night, along with a few other herbs. Soaking your feet in this soup can dispel cold and improve circulation. If you keep doing this a few times, even on the coldest days, my mother-in-law's legs won't feel so uncomfortable anymore."

The old lady was stunned for a moment.

She gave Shang Sheyu that ginseng yesterday with the intention of helping her to nourish her body.

After all, the child looked too thin, and he was also frightened a few days ago when he saw the servant run into a pillar at Tingyuxuan.

Unexpectedly, this girl turned around and brewed this good stuff into a medicinal soup to treat her own leg.

"You silly child..." The old lady's heart warmed, and her voice was inevitably tinged with emotion: "That ginseng was for you, how could you be so reluctant to part with it?"

Her chronic leg pain is an old problem from decades ago, why waste this good stuff?

"No matter how good wild ginseng is, it's useless if it's not used properly. If it can make my mother-in-law feel more comfortable, then the ginseng can be used to its fullest potential."

Shang Sheyu's expression was sincere, without the slightest hint of self-aggrandizement.

Seeing that she had already brewed the medicine, Si Nan knew there was no point in saying anything more.

Afterwards, Shang Sheyu instructed Granny Yan on how to prepare the medicinal soup and gave her the prescription. The old lady was very satisfied and kept praising it, smiling from ear to ear.

Turning to Quan Tuo, who was still peeling oranges, the old lady said meaningfully, "Third son, look at this, having a caring wife by your side, isn't that better than anything else?"

She had kept it a secret from Quan Tuo when she visited Shang Si Miss Shang Pengyue, because he didn't want the marriage in the first place. Even on the wedding day, Quan Tuo was kept in the dark, for fear that he would object if he found out.

Therefore, Quan Tuo's absence on the wedding day was not entirely due to his busy military duties.

Rather... he had no idea he was getting married.

Now that the marriage is finalized, Quan Tuo can't back out even if he wanted to.

Quan Tuo paused in his movements.

He broke the peeled orange in half and casually placed it on the white porcelain plate in front of him, then looked up at the woman sitting opposite him.

She was bowing her head and instructing Granny Yan on the water temperature for soaking her feet. Her profile was soft, and her eyelashes were long, making her look gentle and obedient.

The man's gaze did not shift until Shang Sheyu turned her head and sat up straight.

"Let's eat." He took a damp cloth to wipe his hands, his voice indifferent. "I've been traveling all the way, I'm hungry."

The old lady glared at him with a smile, then looked outside, frowning in confusion: "Why hasn't Huai'an arrived yet? Send someone to urge him again..."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Quan Huai'an rushed in from outside, shouting, "Grandma! Is there braised lion's head meatballs today? I can smell the aroma from far away!"

The boy still had a carefree smile on his face, but when he saw who was sitting inside, his smile froze instantly.

Shang Sheyu was sitting properly opposite her uncle. Although the two did not speak, the scene looked incredibly harmonious.

Why is it her again?

He had been recuperating at Tingyuxuan for several days when he heard that his uncle had returned today, so he came to visit him. But he ended up having to deal with Shang Sheyu.

"What are you standing there for? Come in." Quan Tuo gave him a cold look.

Everyone moved to sit at the dining table.

Quan Huai'an shrank his neck. Although he was unhappy, he still walked in slowly, pulled out the chair opposite Shang Sheyu, and sat down with a thud.

Si Nan frowned: "Why are you only arriving now? We sent someone to call you a long time ago. The whole family is waiting for you. What kind of behavior is this?"

Quan Huai'an pursed his lips and glanced sideways at Shang Sheyu: "Tingyuxuan is far from here, and the snow on the road hasn't completely melted yet, so I walked a little slower."

Shang Sheyu kept in mind the rule of not speaking while eating or sleeping, and ate quietly.

Si Nan held the serving chopsticks and kept putting food on Shang Sheyu's plate.

"Sheyu, try these bamboo shoots, they're incredibly fresh and tender."

"This fish belly meat has no bones, eat more of it to nourish your body."

"And this..."

Before long, the small bowls in front of Shang Sheyu were piled up into a small mountain.

Quan Huai'an, sitting opposite, was practically spitting fire with rage.

He was the one Grandma used to love the most.

He always gets the best food first, but now it's all being given to Shang Sheyu.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Seeing Shang Sheyu's nonchalant attitude, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Shang Sheyu had just reached out with his chopsticks, wanting to pick up the piece of braised pork with its bright red color from the plate.

A pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared, swiftly and accurately snatching the piece of meat away from her.

Shang Sheyu paused for a moment, then looked up.

Quan Huai'an was stuffing the piece of meat into his mouth, chewing it loudly, looking at her defiantly, his eyes saying, "I'm doing this on purpose."

Shang Sheyu didn't argue with him. He turned his chopsticks and reached for the stir-fried shrimp next to him.

Those same chopsticks again, once again snatched the prize.

Quan Huai'an smugly stuffed the shrimp into his mouth, and deliberately let out a satisfied sigh: "Oh, these shrimp are really good, but there aren't enough of them."

After being robbed of their food twice in a row, the atmosphere at the table became strange.

"If you don't want to eat, then get out."

A cold voice suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, making people tremble.

Quan Tuo stared coldly at Quan Huai'an with his dark eyes, his gaze devoid of any warmth, only filled with a chilling ferocity.

Quan Huai'an's smug expression froze instantly. The shrimp in his mouth was stuck in his throat, making him blush.

For such a trivial matter, his uncle actually told him to get lost?

"Uncle..."

Quan Huai'an's eyes immediately reddened, and he felt extremely wronged.

Quan Tuo frowned as he looked at the boy opposite him, his eyes filled with impatience.

A grown man, yet he gets all red-eyed and aggrieved at the drop of a hat, acting like a woman.

Quan Huai'an was also a stubborn man, and being yelled at like that in public made him lose his temper.

"Fine, I won't eat it then! Who cares!"

He slammed his chopsticks on the table, his eyes red, pushed back his chair and ran out of the main hall without looking back.

"Huai'an!" the old lady cried out anxiously, but the person had already disappeared.

The old lady sighed, looked at Quan Tuo, and said reproachfully, "What are you doing? The child hasn't even eaten a few bites yet. He's at the age where he's growing, why are you getting so angry?"

Quan Tuo, expressionless, picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth: "He's been spoiled rotten, he has no manners at all."