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Jing Chunxi had no idea that so many things had happened in the court, and she had no idea that Xu Zize had fought so hard for her.

She was only thinking about taking Sister Jin back to the General's Mansion today, back to her maternal family's house where she had not been for nearly five years, to pay her respects to her closest relatives. However, she didn't know that the General's Mansion was currently in turmoil because of someone's arrival.

Even if you go out before dawn, enter the city and arrive at General Jing's mansion, it will be almost dinner time.

She held Jin Jie'er's hand and walked quickly along the familiar corridor towards Corning Courtyard, with Chuntao, Hongfen and Xiaoyu following closely behind.

Sister Jin specially wore a newly cut lilac-colored skirt today, and pinned a pearl hairpin in her hair that Jing Chunxi had given her a few days ago. Her little face was flushed with excitement.

When she stepped into her grandmother's Kangningyuan, Sister Jin rushed in immediately, "Grandfather, grandmother, Madam, Sister Jin is back."

The crisp sound echoed in the hall, and the little girl trotted into the flower hall, holding up her skirt like a happy little bird.

After she finished speaking, she rushed towards the old lady, rubbing her pink cheek against the old lady's sleeve embroidered with longevity patterns, as if she had not seen it for a long time.

In fact, after the Jing family was rehabilitated and returned to Beijing, the old general took all the people from several branches and first returned to Qingshan Villa to visit the children, where they celebrated for three whole days.

Everyone returned to the city after spending enough time with the children, and then went back to their homes. The children volunteered to stay and stay together after their aunt gave birth.

They had only been apart for two months, but Sister Jin was so excited to be back home, spinning around and jumping around. It was obvious how much she missed home and how much she loved the environment and relatives she had been familiar with since childhood.

"You naughty boy! Your mother has been living in Qingshan Villa and has not returned. She has not been able to discipline you well."

Although the old lady was scolding, her wrinkled hands hugged Jin Jie'er tighter, and a smile appeared in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

She was wearing a crimson jacket with floral patterns today, and the emerald headband in her hair shone with a warm luster in the morning light.

Seeing that everyone in the room was in high spirits and her aunt was waving at her, Jing Chunxi hurried forward and saluted respectfully. Her slender fingers gently gathered her sleeves, and her skirt did not move when she bent her knees. "Greetings to Grandpa and Grandma, and Greetings to my aunt!"

"Xi'er is here! Come and sit next to your aunt." Zhuang waved again, and the jade bracelet on her wrist collided lightly with the movement, making a crisp sound.

She looked very good today, the worry between her brows was gone, and even the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were smoothed out.

Jing Chunxi looked at the person who shouldn't be in the room, smiled with her lips pursed, dimples faintly visible on her cheeks, "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." She bowed slightly and saluted him seriously for the first time. Her voice was more respectful than usual, and she deliberately lowered it a few notches, and the ending tone was still a little trembling.

"Ah!" Sister Jin, who was leaning on her grandmother, was startled when she heard her grandmother's last words. She stood up quickly and frantically straightened her wrinkled collar with her little hands.

She turned to the handsome man she had thought was irrelevant, then knelt down, almost tripping over her skirt. "Greetings, His Royal Highness."

She was a fearless girl, but at this moment her body trembled, and even the pearl flowers in her hair trembled slightly.

"Pfft!"

Jing Chunxi chuckled softly and quickly covered the corners of his lips with a handkerchief. His smile was as bright as a crabapple in spring.

"Xi'er!" The old lady immediately warned her and her eyes indicated that she should not be rude.

"Xier is just being true to her nature." Someone immediately spoke up for her.

Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattices onto her moon-white skirt, bringing the embroidered floral pattern on the hem to life. That unbridled smile startled Xu Zize, who was sitting next to the old general.

He was wearing an indigo-colored cloud-patterned four-clawed python robe today, and his hair tied with a jade crown, which made him look even more handsome. He spoke up for her, but still reminded her, his voice as gentle as jade, "Xi'er, why don't you help your sister up? We are all family, so please don't be polite, Sister Jin."

As he spoke, his gaze lingered for a moment on the white jade hairpin in Jing Chunxi's hair. It was the birthday gift he gave her last year, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Jin Jie'er was helped up by her cousin. Her slender fingers tightly grasped Jing Chunxi's sleeves. She looked at Jing Chunxi with an inquiring look, and Jing Chunxi just smiled.

When the Jin siblings moved back to the old lady, their steps became lighter and more graceful, but they stood behind the old lady with their heads lowered and their eyes submissively lowered, not daring to move.

She bit her lip, wondering how she became what the eldest prince called "one of our family members".

But as soon as Xu Zize said this, and then looked at the elders who were looking at him with smiles on their faces, Jing Chunxi knew that he must have mentioned the matter between the two of them to the elders.

The tips of her ears suddenly turned crimson, and even the delicate skin of her neck tinged with a faint pink. She took a few awkward steps and sat down next to her aunt, her fingers unconsciously twisting the tassels on her handkerchief.

Looking at the man opposite again, he smiled and nodded at her, his amber eyes filled with tenderness, and then looked at the old lady.

"Regarding what Xiaokang just said, please let the old general, the old lady, and the first lady think carefully before responding. There is no time to delay."

She glanced at Jing Chunxi casually again, picked up the celadon teacup beside her with her slender fingers, took a sip and put it down gently. Her movements were elegant and graceful, even the folds of her cuffs were just right.

"Grandma, is there anything I shouldn't know?" Jing Chunxi was nervous: Was he coming to propose marriage? He just came here on his own? That was too rude.

Her eyes darted across everyone's faces, her heart beating so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest. Seeing this, Zhuang smiled and patted the back of her hand. The jade ring on her hand felt slightly cool to the touch.

"They are all people Xier knows, so I can give them some reference." As soon as Zhuang said this, she knew she was talking about the two of them, and her worries finally settled down.

"Who is it? Aunt, don't play dumb with Xi'er." Jing Chunxi made a gesture of pricked up ears and unconsciously leaned towards Zhuang, the hairpin in her hair swaying gently with the movement. However, she didn't expect that her action would remind Xu Zize of their past similarities.

Seeing that this incident successfully piqued the interest of his future wife, Xu Zize's smile deepened, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and he looked particularly gentle in the sunlight.

"Your Highness has come here specially for the marriage between your elder brother and cousin Mingyue, which has solved our family's urgent problem." The smile in Zhuang's eyes overflowed, and even her voice was a little clearer than usual.

She wore her hair in an elegant bun today, and the golden phoenix hairpin in her hair trembled slightly as she spoke, reflecting the sunlight coming in from the window, casting fine light and shadows on her face, giving her the image of a dignified and steady mistress of a wealthy family.

The reputation of the General's Mansion was restored, and many people came to propose marriage to Dalang, Erlang and Sanlang. The visiting cards received by the doorman every day could pile up into a thick stack.

But the old general and the old lady never agreed to any of the families, saying that it was okay for a man to marry a year or two late, and that one had to see the person's character clearly.

The old general was wearing a dark brown robe today. Although he was over sixty years old, his back was still straight. He stroked his gray beard and nodded when he heard this.

In fact, he had another major concern that he hadn't spoken out. He was worried that those people might be coming here with other ulterior motives because of the emperor's current regard for the Grand General's Mansion.

The old lady sighed when she heard this, and turned the Buddhist beads in her hand around, and the jade beads collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

However, they have something more to worry about.

There are very few people who come to propose marriage to Jing Mingyue, and most of them don't like her.

It was really the exile that delayed Jing Mingyue. She was already nineteen years old when the new year came. The noble men of the same age and family background as her were either engaged or not married, so there were really too few choices for her.

As for the eldest daughter of General Jing, it would be impossible for her to marry a poor wife or become someone's second wife.

That's why Zhuang was so worried. She couldn't even enjoy her meals these days, and even a few strands of white hair appeared on her forehead.

It can be said that the arrival of the eldest prince was like timely help, and her brows that had been furrowed for many days finally relaxed.