Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

It’s late in the year and it’s already New Year’s Eve.

News came from the palace that Emperor Yingtian, having lost his beloved son, had issued an edict to cancel the palace banquet on New Year's Eve this year. This allowed the Jiang family to hold a rare family reunion banquet.

The palace was festooned with lights and colorful decorations, vermilion lanterns hung high. From the hour of Yin, the entire household was bustling with activity: incense curled from the ancestral hall, the ritual vessels for ancestral worship already laid out; in the kitchen, the stoves were brightly lit, and the aroma of various New Year dishes wafted in the air; servants shuttled back and forth, busy pasting new couplets and replacing peach charms.

Jiang Zhong specially sent Jiang Lingfeng and his brother to bring Jiang Muxue and her daughter to his house to celebrate the New Year. He even made an exception and allowed them to participate in the ancestral worship ceremony, and even prepared two extra cushions in front of the shrine.

After working until noon, Xie Qingli finally had a moment of leisure. She reclined on the soft couch in the warm room, letting Chunya massage her shoulders. The little girl looked at her thin face and her eyes suddenly reddened. "Young lady, you must be exhausted these days. Your chin has become a little pointed."

Zhenzhu, who was fumigating her clothes, sighed, "Isn't that right? The young lady has to listen to Mr. Chong's lectures during the day, and study military books and prepare prescriptions at night, not to mention the accounts of the shops. Just watching the young lady stay up until three o'clock every night makes me feel like my bones are falling apart."

Chunya's tears "pattered" onto Xie Qingli's clothes, and she sobbed, "Now Xie Jingcheng's condition has improved, and Luo Xi can take care of him. This servant will not go back, and will never leave the young lady again. Although this servant is not very good, she is very good at making porridge and stewing soup, and she will definitely raise the young lady back to her former self..."

Xie Qingli couldn't help but reach out and gently poke Chunya's chubby cheek, and said with a smile: "Okay! Then I will have a good time in the future."

Before he could finish his words, Leng Shuang lifted the curtain and came in, bringing in a gust of cold air.

Xie Qingli's heart tightened and her smile disappeared: "But is there any unusual movement from the Second Prince?" Ever since he made those harsh words that day, the Second Prince had not shown up again. This abnormality made her feel uneasy.

Leng Shuang shook her head: "The Second Prince has been in close contact with the children of the Meng family recently. He is just having fun in the Qinlou and Chuguan. There is nothing unusual."

She hesitated for a moment, then lowered her voice and said, "The eldest young master's wife of the Jiang Mansion has returned, escorted by the Third Prince and Xie Qingyao. She is currently in the front hall."

"Tan Ruyan?" Xie Qingli straightened up suddenly, his brows furrowed. "Isn't she guarding the northwest with my eldest cousin? How could she be involved with the Third Prince?"

The front hall of Jiang Mansion.

The third prince sat at the head of the table, a gentle smile on his face, his fingertips tapping lightly on the armrest, looking calm and composed.

Jiang Zhong sat on the other side, his face solemn. He cast a sharp gaze at Tan Ruyan standing in the hall. "Lingchuan's wife, tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Tan Ruyan's body trembled violently, and with the help of Xie Qingyao, she managed to steady herself. She twisted the handkerchief in her hand and bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth: "Grandfather, please allow me to report this matter...this matter..."

As she spoke, she frequently glanced towards the hall door, waiting for her grandmother who loved her the most to arrive. She would definitely be able to escape unscathed today.

Just at this moment, the sound of jingling bells was heard from outside the door, and Old Lady Jiang walked slowly in, surrounded by several daughters-in-law.

Tan Ruyan was delighted. She staggered forward and knelt, grabbing Old Madam Jiang's sleeve, tears streaming down her face, "Grandma!"

Madam Jiang lowered her eyes to look at her, raised her hand and gently stroked the top of her head, her voice so calm that no emotion could be heard: "Yan'er, why did you come back when you weren't in the northwest to spend the New Year's Eve with Lingchuan?"

Tan Ruyan choked up and said, "Grandma, my granddaughter-in-law misses you day and night, and she can't stand the bitter cold in the northwest, so she's seriously ill. My husband, out of pity for Yan'er, specially wrote a letter to ask for permission from my mother-in-law, but, my mother-in-law replied and said... that my granddaughter-in-law is too spoiled..."

She was filled with grievances, tears falling like pearls from a broken string: "If my father-in-law and husband had not been so unable to bear it and personally allowed their grandson's daughter-in-law to return to the capital to be raised, Yan'er would not dare to leave her husband even for a moment, even if she died in the northwest!"

Old Madam Jiang looked a little stern and turned to look at the eldest lady.

The eldest lady's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Mother, please understand! I did receive a letter from Chuan'er, but it only said that Yan'er had caught a cold..."

She paused briefly and said sincerely, "My daughter-in-law is thinking, Yan'er grew up in the northwest. How could she not be able to adapt to the climate in her hometown?"

He sighed softly, "They've been married for three years and still have no children. That's why the daughter-in-law wrote back, asking them to get along well and hoping to have a grandson soon..."

Before she finished speaking, she used the action of adjusting her sleeves to glance at Tan Ruyan calmly. Ever since the lotus viewing banquet, she knew that this daughter-in-law was a restless troublemaker. She wished she could send this troublemaker away, rather than causing trouble in the mansion every day.

Madam Jiang sat down steadily on the chair, then raised her eyes to look at Tan Ruyan, a loving smile on her lips, but her eyes were clear: "Yan'er, everything your mother-in-law said just now is reasonable. This matter... is indeed your..."

Tan Ruyan spat inwardly, her hands clenching inwardly. She reached out and gently stroked her belly, feeling smug. Fortunately, she had been prepared, otherwise she would have been driven back to that bitter cold place today.

She fell to her knees with a plop, choking with sobs, "Grandma, Yan'er... Yan'er is already... already pregnant with my husband's child..."

"What?" Old Madam Jiang was both surprised and delighted. "Since you're pregnant, why would you dare to travel so far?"

Without waiting for Tan Ruyan's reply, she hurriedly ordered her attendants, "Hurry up and help the young lady up!"

The maids hurried forward to support her. Using their strength, Tan Ruyan slowly rose to her feet. After settling firmly on the brocade stool, she raised her tearful eyes and said, "Grandmother, please allow me to report... I didn't know I was pregnant when I set out on this journey. Halfway through the journey, I often woke up with dry heaves and lost my appetite. I sought medical advice..."

She lowered her head shyly, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "I just found out that I am pregnant with my husband's blood. To ensure safety along the way, we stopped and started many times, and it took more than a month to reach Beijing..."

Madam Jiang's eyes and eyebrows were filled with joy. She smiled and said, "No problem, no problem." Turning around, she ordered, "Please ask the palace doctor to come and take the young lady's pulse."

Jiang Zhong stroked his graying beard, and his fierce gaze softened a bit. The word "great-grandson" softened the expression of this iron-blooded veteran.

Tan Ruyan's eyes flickered as she casually glanced at the seated Third Prince, then immediately lowered her gaze: "Grandmother, the Third Prince and Cousin Yao'er are my great benefactors..."

Madam Jiang paused, and the smile on her face faded a little. Everyone in the hall had different expressions. Tan Ruyan's words clearly meant to tie the Jiang family to the Third Prince's boat.

Before the Jiang family could speak, the Third Prince clapped his hands and chuckled, "My dear cousin, you are too kind."

His jade crown swayed slightly, and his gentle voice was deliberately slowed down to ensure that every word was clearly heard by everyone: "It was just that the guards of my palace happened to rescue my cousin's wife from the bandits while passing through the official road. It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

He spoke lightly, but his eyes swept across the Jiang family with a meaningful expression. His smiling eyes clearly said, "With this life-saving grace, I believe everyone knows how the Jiang family will stand in the future..."