The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

When the sun was high in the sky, Ding Haimo returned home.

I took Duan Jing'an to the front yard, giving the mother and daughter time to talk.

"Have you been wronged these past two days?"

Ding Meishu shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"Mother, everything is fine with me. My mother-in-law is kind, my eldest sister-in-law is generous, and the younger generation is also friendly and polite."

Hearing her say this, Bai Shi felt relieved.

"As long as you live well, mother will be at ease. If you are wronged, come back. My daughter did not marry into their family to be bullied."

Ding Meishu leaned in her mother's arms, feeling both sweet and bitter in her heart.

"The kid knows."

Lying in her mother's arms, she looked at the white porcelain vase with osmanthus flowers by the window.

Her flower arrangement skills were all taught by her mother, and you can tell at a glance that this is the flower arrangement her mother made for her personally.

She loves osmanthus, and every year at this time she would go to the garden to pick osmanthus flowers and put them in a vase. Her mother always remembers them.

Her heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, making it itchy and sore.

The mother and daughter were affectionate for a while, and then Brother Jian and Sister Ting also came. After meeting the eldest sister, he went to the front yard.

After lunch, it's time to go home.

Duan Jing'an had a day off anyway, so he stayed at home with Ding Meishu for a day and went back after dinner.

Mrs. Bai was so happy that the more she looked at her son-in-law, the more she liked him.

The lights came on and when it was time to say goodbye, everyone smiled with tears in their eyes.

Ding Meishu lifted the curtain and looked at her father and mother.

"Mother, I will come back to see you in two days."

Bai's nose felt sore and she was about to cry. How could a married daughter just come home easily? Not to mention saying nice things to coax her.

"Okay, mother will wait for you."

Bai just watched the carriage go away until it disappeared from sight.

Ding Haimo hugged Bai, who was crying out of breath, and turned back reluctantly.

Parting is a common thing in life.

……

"Ah, it's such a pity that your brother can't be your study partner."

Kang Ge'er looked disappointed on the surface, but he was relieved inside.

Although he and your brother are the best in the world, he really doesn't want to study.

He now realized that he really had no talent for this and felt dizzy just seeing the words above.

After all these years, I have finally learned to recognize all the characters, and it is already amazing that I can compose a few lines of poetry.

How could Chu Qinling not see that this kid was pretending better than the real thing, and he still knew what kind of person he was?

"Okay, just be happy."

Chu Qinling felt a little depressed.

"Oh, my dear brother, I know that you and I are best friends and understand me the best."

Kang Ge'er came over with a smile and pinched his arms and shoulders.

Chu Qinling squinted his eyes as he was being served.

"Be gentle."

"Okay! My Lord, is this appropriate?"

Chu Qinling nodded, and Kang Ge'er pinched his finger while watching his expression.

"hey-hey."

"whee."

Chu Qinling opened his eyelids and glanced at him, and Kang Ge'er immediately came over.

"Are you not angry anymore?"

Chu Qinling was not angry in the first place, so he smiled and shook his head.

"Please sit down. You haven't been quiet for a moment."

"By the way, my father asked me to choose a study partner. Didn't you recognize a lot of brothers today? Is there a good one for me to choose?"

Kang Ge'er threw a candied date into his mouth, chewed it twice, and spat the core into a trash can in the distance.

"That's true. I'm not such a casual person. But if you want to choose a study partner, what do you think of Brother Jian?"

"He's my aunt's younger brother, Ding Meijian. He's eleven this year, just the right age."

Chu Qinling nodded, having heard Kang Ge'er talk about it before.

"He's also full of bad intentions. He just happens to be with you. If anyone bullies you, I'll ask him to tip me off."

Chu Qinling burst out laughing. Never mind the fact that there was anyone in the palace who would bully him, he had never seen anyone recommend someone as someone with bad intentions.

"I know, I know. I'll go back and report to Father. He'll be the one. I guess Father will have to arrange another one for me. I don't know who it will be, but it doesn't matter who it is."

Another person, Emperor Chu, was also struggling. Ling'er said that he could find one of the study partners himself and let him arrange one for him.

He knew immediately that he had to ask Kang Xiaozi. The Duan family had recently married into the Ding family. The boy from the Ding family was of the right age and was getting along very well with Kang Xiaozi. It was undoubtedly him.

The King of Chu looked at the booklet in his hand and finally circled a name.

Chu Yuhui, grandson of Rui Wang Chu Dechao.

Prince Rui and Emperor Chu are cousins. Prince Rui is the eldest son of the late emperor's elder brother and is now sixty-seven years old.

Prince Rui had many daughters but only one son, who died young.

Only Chu Yuhui was left as the only heir to inherit the title of King Rui.

So there are quite a lot of people in the capital who are as miserable as the Duan Bo family.

Prince Rui is old and it is unknown how many years he will live, but he looks at this little grandson like the apple of his eye.

Chu Yuhui was spoiled by his grandfather, a prince. Although his grandmother was his grandfather's concubine, his legitimate grandmother also doted on him very much. After all, he was the only child in the family, and their life was even more miserable than that of Duan Bo's family.

Not to mention his aunts. Prince Rui has eleven daughters in total, and Chu Yuhui has eleven aunts.

These aunts all married well and were extremely kind and doting to their nephew Chu Yuhui, even more so than their own sons.

The King of Chu silently considered the families that his cousins' daughters would marry into, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

It’s even a pity that Chu Yuhui is not a daughter, otherwise it would be better to let her be Xiaoliu’s wife. What a pity.

But it’s better to keep this kind of words in your heart. If Prince Rui hears it, he will probably be punished even if he is the emperor.

In Prince Rui's Mansion, Chu Yuhui, who was hugged by his aunt, shuddered.

"Baoshou, my aunt has asked the Emperor's uncle to let us not be his tutor. Being a tutor is hard and tiring, so we can just stay at home."

Chu Qinmei hugged Chu Yuhui with a look of heartache, as if he was going to face danger.

"Yes, yes, I think so too. I went with you to ask the Emperor's uncle. There are so many brothers in the capital, so it is not necessary for our Baoshou to go."

"Yes, yes!"

Prince Rui sat there, listening to his seven daughters chattering away, his ears almost hurting.

Seeing his little grandson calmly surrounded there, Prince Rui was a little impressed by him.

"Alright! Shut up!"

The old father spoke, and the seven beautiful women stopped talking.

"Your Majesty has spoken, and you must not joke."

"Father, you only have this one grandson, and if you don't feel bad for him, we, his aunts, should. So you're willing to let Baoshou be the Sixth Prince's tutor? A tutor is supposed to serve the prince, and should prioritize his studies and daily life over his. Baoshou is doing well at home, and he won't suffer any harm, so why would he go to the palace?"

"Yes, father, are you going to take Baoshou to seek wealth and honor? If you think so, I will take Baoshou home with me."