Chapter 673

"You forgot how long we stood guard outside the door." Yang Ming sighed softly, an inexplicable sorrow in his voice as he said heavily, "We were waiting for Eldest Sister to return."

Han Rui suddenly understood, his heart filled with guilt. He hurried out of the side room and, sure enough, saw Yang Shi and Zhao Qian at the entrance. Several other women stood beside them, some around fifty and others in their forties. Their dignified bearing revealed their extraordinary backgrounds.

These women were naturally relatives from Yang Yan's maternal family. Seeing Han Rui emerge from the side room, they immediately gathered around him, asking after his well-being with warm, intimate concern.

"Han Lang Jun is awake." Madam Yang greeted him. "Are you feeling better?"

Han Rui gave a slight bow and replied politely, "Thank you for your concern, Aunt."

Everyone smiled and offered words of concern.

Yang Shi said with a smile, "This child certainly has a sweet tongue."

Han Rui rubbed his nose, feeling somewhat depressed. No wonder women in ancient times, after marrying into their husband's family, treated their in-laws with the devotion of grandchildren. There was precedent for it. No wonder there was an old saying: only by marrying a virtuous wife could one be blessed.

After chatting for a few moments, Madam Yang suddenly said, "By the way, my son-in-law, Yan'er mentioned that you encountered assassins at the inn last night."

Han Rui's heart immediately tightened. Frowning, he asked, "When did that happen?"

"Early yesterday morning," Madam Yang said. "I heard the assassins were ruthless and highly skilled. After failing in a single strike, they fled at once. I had only just received the news and hurried over. I never expected to run into you here."

Han Rui fell silent. After a moment, he slowly