I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

Chunyu wanted to throw herself on Wen Qingzhi and hug her and cry, but she was afraid that someone would see her lose her.

Wen Qingzhi noticed her tangled look and raised her hand to stroke her head. "It's okay. It's just you and me here now. Don't be afraid of anything, okay?"

She seemed to have given all her tenderness to Chunyu. This person was small and timid, but she dared to protect Chunyu in front of her.

Just like her name, it nourishes Wen Qingzhi's cold heart.

"Wow——"

Chunyu burst into tears and hugged Wen Qingzhi's arms, "Miss, next time you go, take me with you wherever you go, okay?"

"During the time you were away, I couldn't eat or sleep well. I was really worried about you!"

Wen Qingzhi smiled and comforted her, "Okay, next time, no matter where we go, I will take you with me."

"it is good!"

The two of them went into the room, and Chunyu immediately helped her take a bath.

"Master Lin has found some calming incense and said he'll light it for you when you return."

As she moved, Wen Qingzhi looked at the box next to Chunyu. Chunyu took out the incense and lit it. Soon, a sweet smell came, and Wen Qingzhi sniffed it with satisfaction.

Wen Qingzhi immersed herself in the warm water, fiddling with the petals from time to time. Curious, she asked, "Chunyu, where do the flowers come from at this time of year?"

Chunyu said without even looking up: "The flowers were sent by the Prince Regent's Palace. They said they were specially for the girl's bathing."

The Regent's Palace...

"Chun Yu, did the person who came to deliver the gift tell you why he was delivering it?"

"No,"

Chunyu smiled as she prepared clothes for her. "When the young lady is away, the Prince Regent's Palace always sends some things over. At first, Madam would ask what they were for, and they said they were for you, and told you not to ask too many questions. Later, it was Brother Lin Lang who sent them, so no one asked too many questions."

"I heard that the Regent is not in the capital? Have you heard anything while I've been away?"

Chun Yu hummed, "I don't know if it counts. Madam doesn't allow the servants in our house to talk about it."

She put down her things, walked towards Wen Qingzhi, stood beside her and said, "The snowstorm is raging, and people are suffering. Some people say..."

Chunyu looked at her cautiously, "It's because of the girl..."

"what?"

"After you entered the palace, rumors began to spread. They said that since you returned from the mass grave, your personality has changed drastically, and you've done many things you shouldn't have done...even leading to divine punishment, which is why the North Sea is plagued by endless disasters."

She looked at Wen Qingzhi cautiously, "Miss, we all know that someone deliberately spread rumors. No one in the mansion will believe it, don't worry!"

"Madam has also sent people to deal with these rumors, but... for some reason, they can't find the source."

Chunyu observed Wen Qingzhi's expression as he spoke. Seeing that her eyes were cold and she was silent, he thought something was wrong.

"girl……"

"nothing."

Wen Qingzhi spoke in a cold voice, saying, "It's obvious that someone deliberately did this. How could someone with such a large budget in the capital let you find out so easily?"

She stirred the water in the bucket and said, "It's cold."

"I'll add some water."

Chunyu immediately stepped forward, added a little hot water, and then rubbed her back.

"Madam means that you don't need to think too much about it. Rumors stop at the wise, and they will dissipate sooner or later. However, I am afraid that you are in a bad mood recently, so I ask you to go out less."

"It's okay, I don't care about that."

Natural disasters and man-made disasters were just what happened to her.

After taking a bath, she sat by the fireplace and let the spring rain wipe her hair.

'Kou Kou'

There was a knock on the door, and Uncle Zhang's anxious voice rang out from outside, "Miss, I have something urgent to report to you!"

"Come in."

"Yes."

Uncle Zhang came in hurriedly, sweating profusely. "Miss, a lot of things have happened while you were away. Refugees have entered the city, and the young mistress has asked this old servant to open the granary in the mansion to provide relief to the victims!"

"But, but food is as expensive as gold right now. We don't know how long this natural disaster will last, and most of the food has already been taken away by the palace. What we have left is only enough for us and our small village to eat until the beginning of next spring."

"Food won't be available immediately after spring begins. We have to wait until the autumn harvest. We don't know what will happen in the meantime, so I didn't agree."

"The young lady has already distributed all the food from their own private storehouse, and has even spread the word that our mansion will start distributing porridge for ten days tomorrow!"

Uncle Zhang was really anxious. "There are so many disaster victims. If we really give alms for ten days, our mansion will also face the problem of not having enough food to eat!"

He was truly worried. In the past, when the young mistress used the food from her private treasury to help the disaster victims, she was using her own reputation and that of the young master. Now, she wanted to make a large donation, using the name of the Marquisate, fearing that they would refuse to give the food!

Uncle Zhang was both angry and helpless at this moment. He was angry that the young lady had put the Marquis's Mansion on the fire, but he was helpless because he was just a servant and had no right to interfere in the affairs of the master's family.

Even though Mrs. Zheng is his daughter's adoptive mother, she has no say in family affairs.

Fortunately, his daughter came back, otherwise, who knows what the Marquis's Mansion would have become.

Wen Qingzhi knew exactly how much food they had. If it were just the people in the mansion, it would be more than enough. But with so many people in the small village, she couldn't take any risks.

“How many refugees have entered the city?”

She asked.

Uncle Zhang shook his head helplessly. "I heard there were over a thousand people in total, and many were blocked outside the city. Probably over two hundred entered the city!"

"How does the young lady plan?"

Uncle Zhang frowned, "Young Madam said that we must have minced meat and soup for three meals a day."

Wen Qingzhi frowned, "What else did the young lady say?"

Uncle Zhang stuttered, "She said...she was planning to take some refugees into the palace to help relieve the emperor's worries."

Wen Qingzhi said in a cold voice, "Hmm?" "To share the emperor's worries?"

"Yes, yes... Young Madam also said that the Marquisate has been dormant for many years, and this is a good opportunity to restore the Marquisate to its former glory."

Before Uncle Zhang could finish his words, Wen Qingzhi sneered.

"Back to the old days?"

Wen Qingzhi was instantly amused by this. "Does it mean that just by providing relief to the disaster victims for a few days, the Marquisate can return to its former glory?"

She slammed the table and stood up, her eyes sharp. "My father, mother, and brother all died in battle! From the moment they left, it was impossible for the Marquisate to return to its heyday."

"The Marquis' Mansion now has no backers, so the only option is to keep quiet and live a quiet life. At this critical juncture, why would she want to show off her wealth at such a high level? Why would she want to join in the fun?"

"If she really did become the first to do something, has she ever thought about how it would end?"

"Girl, don't be angry!"

Chunyu calmed Wen Qingzhi down and asked her to sit down, "Anger is bad for your health."

Wen Qingzhi sat down and sipped her tea. "I don't even need to think about it to know whose idea it was. This is also my fault. I shouldn't have let her in in the first place. Renting a house for her outside is better than anything else!"

It's too late to regret now. I have been in the palace for so long, and I don't know how Jiang Nian has brainwashed Jiang Yao.

After calming down, Wen Qingzhi asked, "Uncle Zhang, you mean that she has no more food in her small storehouse, so she is making a donation in the name of the Marquis' Mansion, right?"

"Yes."

"In that case, let her go. Give her all the food in the house and let her do it."

"This……"

Uncle Zhang was puzzled. "Miss, if you do this, I'm afraid our future will be difficult."

Some things, once you start, it’s not easy to end them.

Wen Qingzhi understood Uncle Zhang's concerns. She smiled and said, "We can fully support her, but my parents and their family don't have to."

"Old slave understands."

Uncle Zhang instantly understood Wen Qingzhi's meaning, "I'll do it right away."

After Uncle Zhang left, Chunyu asked, "Miss, are you really going to do this? This shouldn't be the young lady's idea..."

"It doesn't matter."

Wen Qingzhi sneered, "No matter who makes the decision, they must bear the corresponding responsibility. Since sister-in-law intends to do this, let her do it."

"How much grain is there in the mansion? Count it and tell my sister-in-law. No need to say anything or persuade her. Just let her do whatever she wants."

"Yes……"

Jiang Yao's words had already been spoken. If she tried to stop him, not only would she be offending Jiang Yao, but she would also bring shame to the Marquisate.

Presumably, they noticed this point, which is why they made such a boast so early on.