An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Just as the torch made its final circle and she turned to leave, her steps suddenly stopped. Out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to catch a glimpse of something strange. She turned abruptly, the torch darting toward the stone wall behind her, which had already turned a bit yellow, even faintly gray.

I saw a black bulge the size of a fist suddenly appear on the originally flat wall!

She approached cautiously with a torch in hand, and discovered that protruding from the level of her earlobe was a blue-black object the size of a bowl.

Its texture is like stone but not stone, like iron but not iron, and its surface is smooth and cold. It looks like the common door knockers on the doors of wealthy families, but it is several times smaller and embedded in the wall of this dark room, appearing particularly abrupt and weird.

Jing Chunxi stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched the cold bulge. She felt a cool sensation wherever she touched it, but she didn't press hard, nor did she try to twist it.

Staring at the mechanism that appeared out of nowhere, her eyes flickered and she fell into deep thought.

After a long time, she seemed to have made up her mind. Finally, she picked up the torch, turned around without hesitation, and walked out of the two dark rooms along the way she came, closing the door without triggering the newly discovered mechanism.

After exiting the secret passage and returning to the ground, the slightly cool night air hit Jing Chunxi's face. He breathed in the fresh air in big gulps as if he had accomplished something big.

Only when he heard the gentle sound of the secret passage entrance quietly closing behind him did Xu Dingchun slowly turn his head. His eyes fell on his daughter's face, with a questioning look, but he said nothing.

"Zhao Zhao discovered the second mechanism," Jing Chunxi met his father's gaze, his voice calm but firm. "But it won't affect the things inside. As for the third mechanism... let's wait for Brother Xiaokang to come back, and then we can work together."

"This is a good decision," Xu Dingchun said, a trace of relief flashing across his eyes as he sighed softly, "It shows that Xi'er has really grown up."

His gaze became distant, as if he had traveled through time and recalled the scene when he first saw his daughter.

She was still a little girl then, with a bit of a stubborn temper. He only needed to lean over slightly to easily touch the top of her soft hair.

The girl before him now stood tall and graceful. The childishness on her face had long since faded away, replaced by brightness and grace. Her round oval face, with fair skin reflecting the sun, had a steady and thick glow, and her demeanor was calm and resolute.

A thought suddenly came to Xu Dingchun's mind: With her around, Daqing will surely have a good harvest and maintain peace in the harem.

"Zhuang, didn't they say Dalang had left long ago? It's been so long, why hasn't he arrived yet? What if he can't make it in time for the auspicious wedding? Why don't you send someone to meet him on the road!"

Since the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Old Madam Jing has been leaning on the brocade cushion every day, her fingers constantly stroking the edge of the rosewood coffee table, and nagging about her eldest daughter-in-law.

Her wrinkled eyes were filled with anxiety, and her voice was filled with unconcealable eagerness. Even the maids standing in the room held their breath and dared not make any sound.

"Mother, please don't worry," Zhuang hurried forward and soothed in a gentle voice, still clutching a stack of unfinished gift lists. "From Leizhou to the capital, the mountains are high and the road is long. It's only been seven days since Dalang left. Even if he galloped, it would be difficult for him to fly back, right?"

Even as she spoke, a trace of worry could not be concealed between her brows. Her eldest son and daughter were to be married on the same day, a momentous event that had weighed heavily on her mind since the proposal. She personally undertook every detail, from the betrothal, to the preparation of the dowry, to the arrangements for the wedding reception and the wedding ceremony, fearing even the slightest omission.

Although she had the assistance of her second brother's wife, Yin, Zhuang was still very busy. Fortunately, she was happy and did not feel tired. Now everything was basically arranged, and she just waited for Dalang to return home and the auspicious day to arrive.

"You should also pay more attention," Madam Jing relaxed her brows a little, but then she remembered another thing, "As soon as they get married, it will be the hundred-day banquet for the triplets. The third son's wife is not in the capital, so it is inconvenient for her to take care of it. This hundred-day banquet-"

She turned her gaze to Yin, who was sitting below her, and said, "Yin, I'll leave it to you to take care of it."

Yin, who had been sitting quietly in her rosewood chair, was slightly startled by the words. She subconsciously touched her abdomen and straightened her back slightly. An apologetic blush crept across her face, and her voice was soft yet a touch shy. "Mother... I have something to report. My period... is over twenty days late. I'm afraid... I'm pregnant."

"What?" Madam Jing straightened up immediately, nearly tipping over the teacup in her hand. "Such a serious matter, why didn't you tell me earlier? Why don't you ask Chang'an to invite the imperial physician to take a look! If she is really pregnant, she must not be tired, otherwise-"

She stopped talking abruptly, realizing she had spoken out of turn. She quickly said "Pooh" a few times and changed her words: "Look at my mouth! Our grandson will surely be safe and sound, and have great fortune!"

Nanny Wang, standing by, immediately responded with a smile, "The old lady is as steady as a rock. The ladies are naturally blessed with many children and good fortune!" These auspicious words made the old lady smile brightly and nod repeatedly, "Well said!"

Zhuang also agreed with a smile, "That's right! The wedding preparations are almost complete, just waiting for Dalang to return home. The most important thing for you, my sister-in-law, is to rest and take care of your pregnancy. I'll draw up the gift list and send the servants to prepare it. There will be no mistakes."

Seeing happy events happening one after another in the mansion, everyone couldn't stop smiling.

During this period, Jing Chunxi often came to pay her respects. Although she didn't want her to interfere, she always liked to stay in Jing Mingyue's courtyard to talk. This day, she specially brought a box full of makeup, and as soon as she entered the room, she caused everyone to exclaim.

"Cousin, your gift is too expensive," Jing Mingyue said, looking at the dazzling array of treasures in the carved mahogany box. She couldn't help but hold Jing Chunxi's hand, "How can I ever pay you back?"

"We are all family, what's there to pay back?"

Jing Chunxi carefully selected many treasures from the space, each of them extraordinary. When the box lid was opened, pearls shone and precious aura filled the air.

A flawless Hetian white jade Ruyi lies quietly on the top, and on its side are piled with gold-thread necklaces inlaid with South Pearls, jade bracelets with extremely rich water content, ruby ​​headpieces and various crystal jewelry from overseas. The sunlight shines in through the window lattices, making the whole room sparkle.

Sister Jin saw the jade ruyi at first sight and couldn't help but reach out and stroke it: "Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen white jade of this quality!"

Jing Mingzhu also came forward to take a closer look. She grew up in Yamen Village and had never seen such a scene. She was dazzled and speechless.

Sister Yan stood timidly aside, even breathing lightly, for fear of disturbing this precious thing.

"These are all my own gains and the royal gifts. Just accept them, cousin," Jing Chunxi said with a smile, patting his chest, like a wealthy man. "When you get married, I will definitely prepare generous gifts for you!"

Jin Jie'er's eyes lit up when she heard that. She turned and exchanged a glance with Mingzhu, winking playfully. Mingzhu understood, a hint of relief curled up at the corner of her mouth, and she quietly patted her chest.

The last time my aunt gave birth in Qingshan Villa, cousin Xi asked them to guard the door to prevent the children from the clan from disturbing her. She said at the time that she would grant them a condition after everything was done.

After returning to the city, the two of them thought about it again and again, but they really couldn't think of anything they needed. They had no choice but to secretly decide to ask their sister for gold and silver to enrich themselves.

Now it seems that I'm lucky I didn't ask her. In the future, I might have another chance to ask her for a bigger wish.

They each had their own thoughts, and then they smiled.

Only Sister Yan thanked him repeatedly and excitedly, "Then Auntie doesn't have to worry about my dowry."