As soon as she returned to Wanyan Pavilion, Wanqiu's face flushed with excitement, her eyes shining like stars. "Miss, let me calculate for you how much silver the Third Master gave you."

She was really very happy. Her young lady had been spending a lot of money recently. The third master was really the God of Wealth. He was so generous that he spent nearly ten thousand taels of silver at once.

When Nianchun heard that the Third Master had given all the money from the family division to her daughter, she clapped her hands in joy, "Come and count it! The Third Master is such a kind man."

Ye Qingyu looked at the three maids counting the silver bills excitedly, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of her mouth.

"Wow, 11,000 taels, the Third Master is so generous."

"Miss, look."

Ye Qingyu watched Nianchun arrange the banknotes on the table. Eight of them were worth one thousand taels, which were obtained from the division of the family property by her third uncle. The rest, some of which were of varying amounts, were probably hastily prepared by her third uncle.

My third uncle is a good businessman. When my grandfather was still alive, the business of the Marquis' Mansion was managed by my third uncle. At that time, the Marquis' Mansion lived a very comfortable life because my third uncle was running the business outside.

Since my grandfather passed away, Lord Ye took back all the businesses, and my third uncle also went to the south to start his own business. He is lively and sociable, which is why the family has the current fortune.

Ye Qingyu picked up a few hundred-liang silver notes on the table and said, "You've been tired of following me these days. I'll give you a hundred liang each and buy something you like."

The three maids were so shocked that they kept shaking their heads, "Miss, this is unacceptable. It is our duty to do things for you. How can we ask for money?"

"Yes, Miss, you are embarrassing us. Please take it back quickly. These are the dowry given to you by the Third Master."

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "If you give it to me, it's mine. Take it all. It's only one hundred taels. As long as you work hard for me, you will get more in the future."

Nianchun held the banknote in her hand, tears welling up in her eyes, "Miss, you gave too much." Their monthly salary for the year added up to less than one hundred taels.

Ye Qingyu chuckled, "Just think of it as the dowry I give you. Leave the ink painting with me first. When she comes back, remember to ask her to come to my place."

Wanqiu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "The young lady is so good to me, I don't want to get married."

Ye Qingyu said, "Okay, if you don't want to marry, I will support you."

When night fell, Mo Hua came back and brought someone with him.

"Lin Feng has met Miss Ye."

Seeing that it was the guard beside Shen Yanli, Ye Qingyu asked, "Is your prince here for something?"

Lin Feng said, "Our prince asked his men to deliver this letter to Miss Ye."

Ye Qingyu took the letter and said, "Okay, I understand."

Lin Feng bowed and said, "I'll take my leave."

Ye Qingyu opened the letter and after reading it, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing her young lady's happy expression, Nianchun asked curiously, "Miss, what did His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu say to you that makes you look so happy?"

Ye Qingyu said in a gentle voice, "He invited me to Nanhua Temple."

She knew that Shen Yanli had lit a perpetual lamp for the Empress at Nanhua Temple. He said that he invited her to Nanhua Temple to take her to burn incense for the Empress.

Nianchun didn't know there were other things going on, but she felt that an outing with the young lady and His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu would strengthen their relationship. "That's great! Young lady, you haven't been in Kyoto for over a month, and now there are rumors that your engagement with His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu was forced."

Nianchun's face was filled with anger. "Those gossips know nothing and yet they dare to talk nonsense. It's obvious that you and His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu have a very good relationship. You should go out with His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu and show them how good your relationship is. And give those gossips a good slap in the face!"

A hint of coldness flashed across Ye Qingyu's eyes. "Oh, there are such rumors. What are they?"

Nianchun spends most of her time in the Marquis' Mansion. If she heard it, it seems that the rumor has spread widely.

Nianchun saw her mistress's cold expression and realized she had spoken too much. "Miss, it was I who spoke too much. I just heard the maids and servants in the mansion gossiping. Maybe it was just the people in the mansion who were gossiping. Please don't take it to heart."

Ye Qingyu didn't need comfort. She looked at Mo Hua and said, "Mo Hua, you speak."

During the days when Mo Shu was away, Mo Hua was in charge of most of her affairs. Wan Qiu covered for her in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, Nian Chun was guarding in Wanyan Pavilion, and only Mo Hua was outside to keep an eye on the people she needed to keep an eye on.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment before speaking truthfully, "Miss, rumors started spreading in Kyoto some time ago that your marriage to His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu was forced. They say your former admiration for the Fourth Prince was the real reason, and that you agreed to the Prince of Chu's arranged marriage out of spite."

Mo Hua stopped here. She knew that this was enough and the young lady should understand.

It's obvious that rumors like this were spread intentionally by someone.

Ye Qingyu pondered, who could it be?

Princess Yongjia? Zhao Qianxue? Or someone else?

Ye Qingyu couldn't figure it out for a moment.

"When the enemy comes, we will fight them; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. Mo Hua, you will deliver this letter to the Prince of Chu's palace."

"Yes, my subordinate will go right away."

"Nianchun, prepare my clothes and jewelry for going out tomorrow."

Ye Qingyu's eyes were bright, and she wasn't affected by the rumors at all. "Oh, by the way, let's prepare some snacks for the journey."

Nianchun was still blaming herself for her hasty words, which had affected the mood of the young lady and His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu for their outing tomorrow. Seeing that her young lady was not affected at all, she felt better. "Okay, I will make sure to prepare everything for the young lady."

Early the next morning, the carriage of the Prince of Chu's Mansion was parked outside the main gate of the Marquis' Mansion and waiting.

Ye Qingyu was wearing a water-green emerald gauze skirt with a beautiful brocade belt tied around her waist, which was slender enough to be held in one hand. She walked with light lotus steps, the hems of her skirt fluttered, and her hairpins swayed in a winding manner. The hibiscus earrings on her delicate earlobes were bright and charming, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were like glass, making her look like a fairy descending to the earth.

This was the first time that Ye Qingyu dressed herself so formally. After all, she was in mourning for her mother and her clothes had always been plain. Although her clothes today were still light-colored, one could see the gorgeous and thoughtful matching.

Ye Qingyu is a rare beauty. When she is dressed like this, people around her are stunned, as if they have been bewitched.

Mo Shu coughed lightly, and Lin Feng, who was standing next to the carriage, came back to his senses. "Miss Ye, please get in the carriage."

Ye Qingyu nodded slightly, holding Mo Shu's hand, she slowly stepped on the horse stool and got into the carriage. At this moment, the curtain of the carriage opened, and a slender and clean hand with distinct joints stretched out.

"Come." A low, mellow voice like wine whispered into her ears, and her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

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