Light Dance Jiajing

The Wang family is a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. Many of the Wang family members have achieved fame and honor. In addition, due to generations of marriages with powerful people, the Wang family has some roots in the court. Wang Wei's father has been transferred to the capital for quite some time, and he just got a lucrative position in the capital a while ago. Because Wang Wei was studying in an academy in the capital, Lord Wang left his family behind. The Wang family mansion is not big, facing the North Chang Street. This area is also where officials' mansions gather. Although it cannot compare with the grandeur of the meritorious officials and relatives of the emperor, it is also well-arranged. Compared with the places where ordinary people live, the streets and alleys are much more orderly.

When Wang Wei entered the house, the housekeeper came out to greet him. He bowed and said, "Young Master is back. Madam was just thinking about you." The housekeeper had already seen Meng'er behind Wang Wei, but he didn't say a word as if he didn't see her. After Wang Wei entered the house, he put on the airs of a young master, nodded slightly to the housekeeper, and led Meng'er in. But after a while, he couldn't help but come to Meng'er and whispered, "My mother has been thinking about you for a long time. You go to her room later. Don't pay attention to the rest of the people. Send someone to find me if you have anything."

"Hmm? Who else is in my aunt's room?"

Wang Wei coughed and said, "My father's concubines come here every day to set the rules. You don't have to care about them."

After giving the instructions, Wang Wei put some distance between himself and Meng'er. His chubby body was now stretched straight. Meng'er was a little uncomfortable with this. This talkative and noisy guy was now pretending to be deep and acting like a young master. His serious look was completely different from before. Wang Wei led Meng'er directly to Lady Wang's room. Lady Wang was waiting for Meng'er and was very happy to see her. She immediately sent two maids to serve Meng'er and told others that she was the niece of a distant relative who came to visit.

Lord Wang had already agreed to bring Meng'er to live with him for a while. In his opinion, the emperor had few children, and whether Zai Ji was crazy was another matter, but the group that supported Concubine Yan's early death were not of the same kind. Concubine Kang was a relative after all, and their families had a deep connection. It was difficult for him to choose sides with this relationship, and the Du family was also quite powerful. Although Zaihou was also banished to the cold palace along with Concubine Kang, the fate of the princes could not be foreseen at the moment. There were two other princes in the palace who were not favored, and most of the princes born in recent years died. So he acquiesced to Wang Wei bringing Meng'er to live with him for a while. Being closer to Meng'er would also bring him closer to Concubine Kang's family and the third prince. Besides, Meng'er was just a princess, and who would be so blind as to hold on to this matter when his own niece came to visit?

At this time, Mrs. Wang's room was full of people. Fortunately, there was only Lord Wang's family in Beijing. Even so, Meng'er was a little dizzy. Lord Wang was in his thirties, but he already had many wives and concubines. When Meng'er arrived, the concubines came in to pay their respects. Although Mrs. Wang only said that Meng'er was her niece, the concubines must have known Meng'er's identity, so they didn't reveal it. Meng'er followed Mrs. Wang's instructions and got to know the concubines one by one. These concubines knew Meng'er 's status, although the princess Meng'er was banished, but who dared to look down on her? Moreover, the eldest lady looked kind, but her methods were extremely powerful. The concubines were very polite to Meng'er. While they were chatting about family matters, the door curtain was lifted and a little girl came in. She was about six or seven years old. Mrs. Wang smiled and waved to the little girl, "Qiang'er, come and meet your sister." The little girl came over and looked at Meng'er for a few times, and bowed politely, "Hello, sister." Meng'er hurriedly returned the greeting.

Mrs. Wang could tell at first sight that she doted on Qiang'er. Since she came into the room, Qiang'er had ignored all the concubines and two concubines and sat directly next to Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Wang asked Qiang'er why she came late. Qiang'er said that she was delayed in dancing practice. It was obvious that Mrs. Wang doted on this daughter very much. Meng'er was surprised that a child of six or seven years old should be playful, but there was no childishness in Qiang'er. Even her eyes were unusually calm. It was true that like mother, like daughter.

Among these people, the one who impressed Meng'er the most was the Sixth Aunt. She was sleeping soundly with the baby in her arms, but she seemed to have no time to take care of the child after she entered the room. Her head and face were lowered, and her eyes were tremblingly looking around. Not to mention Mrs. Wang, even a glance from any of the concubines made her shrink back. The Second, Fourth and Sixth Aunts all gave birth to daughters, the Third Aunt had no children, and only the Fifth Aunt gave birth to a son. The little boy was only three years old. The Fifth Aunt took the little boy and left without even saying a word of courtesy. Mrs. Wang asked her not to take off her clothes because of the late spring cold, but the Fifth Aunt left without even a word of courtesy. Mrs. Wang looked magnanimous and as if she was used to it, but when the Fifth Aunt stepped out of the room, a flash of anger in her eyes disappeared. Today, with her own niece present, the Fifth Aunt still humiliated her in public. Mrs. Wang secretly remembered it in her heart.