A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Governor Cheng probably didn't realize that his decision to investigate the old mansion's accounts stemmed from a degree of trust in the governor's wife's words.

If too much is said and the second concubine has no evidence to refute it, even the strongest trust will be cracked.

After leaving the outer study, the warlord's wife called Cheng Tianxun and his wife, inviting them to dinner the day after tomorrow and exchanging information.

"We have something to do the day after tomorrow; we're having dinner with the Lan family," Cheng Tianxun said.

The warlord's wife quickly realized: "So, by acknowledging kinship, you want to solidify the relationship?"

"Yes."

The warlord's wife: "Then let's celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival together."

Cheng Tianxun is good.

Before they knew it, it was the first day of May. Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun went to Lan Zheng's private residence.

There are seven people in the Lan family: three young masters and their wives, and Madam Du Jia, but Lan Changming is not among them.

"Please sit down." Lan Zheng pulled out the chair next to the head of the table for Qin Yan.

He wanted Qin Yan to sit next to Madam Lan.

Qin Yan nodded.

Cheng Tianxun and Lan Zheng sat together.

Soon, Madam Lan came downstairs. She had changed into an elegant cheongsam and applied powder to her face, but it was clear that she looked unwell, and there seemed to be more gray hairs at her temples.

She smiled at Qin Yan.

Her eyes welled up with tears as she smiled, and she turned her head to quietly wipe them away with a handkerchief.

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"It's all my fault for losing you for twenty years," Du Jia said.

The others remained silent, waiting for the two of them to speak.

Qin Yan remained silent.

The dinner table fell silent for a moment.

Third Young Mistress Su Yuzhao chimed in with a smile, "Fortunately, my sister has been found, and the whole family can be reunited now."

Du Jia tried her best to hold back her heartache: "Of all the people in this world, I should be the first to notice that something was wrong with my daughter. It's my fault."

Lan Zheng smiled and said, "Mom, it's rare to have a meal together, let's talk about something happy. Didn't you prepare a gift for my sister?"

Du Jia got up and took out a brocade box from the drawer of the miscellaneous compartment next to her and gave it to Qin Yan.

"It's just a small gift, please don't find it offensive," Du Jia said.

Qin Yan took it.

"Thank you," she said. "Aren't we going to take photos for the newspaper? We can take them first, and then we'll leave early after dinner so as not to disturb your rest."

Lanxiu went to get the camera.

Everyone seemed very nervous, afraid that Qin Yan would be unhappy.

Mrs. Lan's eyes were red the whole time.

Looking at her, Cheng Tianxun seemed to see what Qin Yan would look like at fifty; the mother and daughter were like two peas in a pod.

Qin Yan received too little.

The one who caused this mistake was the old lady of the Lan family; the one who caused the misunderstanding over the past two years was Lan Changming.

These brothers and Madam Lan were, at most, negligent.

Negligence cannot be punished, at least Cheng Tianxun felt it was "forgivable".

If Qin Yan could regain family affection, would it bring her more warmth? The fact that she came to eat meant that she wasn't opposed to it.

No matter what reasons she used to convince herself, she held a certain expectation deep down before she agreed to attend.

"Qin Yan, Madam Lan sent you a gift. Open it and see what it is," Cheng Tianxun said.

Madam Lan quickly replied, "It's an earring."

He further explained, "This is a family heirloom given to me by your maternal grandmother when I got married. It's meant to be passed down to daughters, not sons."

Having said that, fearing Qin Yan might misunderstand, she added, "This has always been in my possession. I wore it on my wedding day. You're already married..."

Madam Lan thought of Qin Yan's wedding.

She even attended the ceremony that day, sitting there as if she hadn't noticed; while Qin Yan mistakenly thought she had been abandoned.

How heartbroken and disappointed she must have been.

Madam Lan forcefully suppressed her surging emotions: "Take a look and see if you like it?"

Qin Yan opened it and saw a pair of pigeon blood ruby ​​earrings.

She didn't have much of an eye for gemstones, but Cheng Tianxun had given her many, so she recognized them. The value of these earrings was self-evident; their brilliance was undeniable.

"A rare pigeon blood gemstone," Cheng Tianxun said. "Qin Yan, try it on; it looks good in photos."

Qin Yan then put it on.

Mrs. Lan burst into tears: "It's so beautiful."

It wasn't because the earrings looked particularly beautiful on her daughter, but because Qin Yan accepted the gift and wore it.

Their relationship has taken a small step forward.

Mrs. Lan, who had held back her tears all night, finally broke down.

She stood up: "I'm so disappointed. Wait a minute, I'll go put on some powder."

She turned and went upstairs.

The second young mistress hurriedly went to accompany her.

Compared to the other members of the Lan family, the third young mistress, Su Yuzhao, was familiar with Qin Yan. When she chatted with Qin Yan, the topic was Qin Yan's vernacular newspaper.

Lan Zheng and others chimed in a few words at the opportune moment.

Qin Yan spoke little; she sat there without any emotional fluctuation, listening to them talk.

Lanxiu suggested taking a photo first.

He took photos of Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun.

The flashes from the cameras were so intense that Cheng Tianxun felt like he was going to go blind.

"Let's take a picture of the four of us siblings too. Yu-zhao, you hold the camera," Lan-xiu said.

Su Yuzhao looked at Qin Yan, asking for her opinion; Qin Yan nodded.

She sat with her hands casually placed on the dining table. The three Lan brothers stood behind her, each dressed elegantly with their hair neatly combed.

Even Lan Jun, who is usually careless and hates the heat, buttoned his shirt all the way up today and used hair oil to stabilize his hairstyle.

Cheng Tianxun stood to the side and watched.

He sensed that Qin Yan was somewhat at a loss, yet also secretly pleased.

She always tries to move forward.

On the road ahead, she cherished whatever she encountered and rarely looked back. She did the same with her blood relatives.

She doesn't dwell on the unchangeable past, even though she says the little girl inside her feels wronged. Perhaps she's become adept at processing suffering.

She felt a little nervous reunited with everyone, but she didn't mind.

Cheng Tianxun felt a sharp pang of sadness in his heart.

When Qin Yan looked at him, he nodded to her, giving her a little encouragement.

A moment later, Madam Lan and the second young mistress Ning Hui came downstairs.

Madam Lan had been crying, and her eyes were slightly swollen. She reapplied her makeup, and her complexion looked alright.

Lanxiu took photos of her and Qin Yan.

Madam Lan deliberately moved a little closer, but dared not touch Qin Yan. She only touched Qin Yan's hair with her head, keeping a slight distance.

They took a photo of themselves, mother and daughter.

Afterwards, Lan Zheng called the maid to help take a picture, and the whole family took a group photo together, including Cheng Tianxun.

"I'll develop it as soon as possible and send it to the newspaper." As Lan Zheng spoke, he looked at Qin Yan and Cheng Tianxun for their opinion, "Shall we publish the group photo?"

"Okay," Qin Yan said.

Dinner was quite enjoyable.

Everyone was talking about the food and the upcoming Dragon Boat Festival, nothing else; they were carefully trying to keep Qin Yan's feelings in check.

Previously, Madam Lan personally visited Ye Xianting in the prison of the garrison headquarters, and he was not very familiar with most of Qin Yan's past.

However, Cheng Tianxun offered her a suggestion.

In the old Ye family mansion in Yicheng, there is a cook who has worked for the Ye family for thirty years and is still in charge of the kitchen. She is a cousin of Ye Xianting, and the family has never replaced her.

She knows a lot about Qin Yan's childhood.

"Qinyan, would you mind if your mother went to Yicheng in a few days to ask the Ye family about you?" Du Jia turned her head and spoke softly.

Qin Yan: "I'm afraid not many people will remember. I left the Ye family when I was fourteen."

Du Jia really wanted to ask, "What's next?"