After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

The next evening, the sun gradually set, its afterglow casting a golden veil across the earth. At this beautiful moment, Chen Changxiao could no longer contain his excitement and joy. He hurriedly sent out invitations, inviting the highly respected Master Jijiu of Yingtian Academy to preside over the grand ceremony welcoming Pei Qingqing into his family.

Although it was merely a ceremony to take a concubine, Chen Changxiao's deep respect for the Tianshu Mansion and his deep affection for Pei Qingqing prompted him to strictly adhere to the traditional folk marriage process, meticulously completing the solemn and sacred "Six Rites." From the betrothal ceremony to the wedding, he poured his heart and soul into every step, solely to bring Pei Qingqing supreme honor and dignity, and to make her his legitimate and honorable wife.

Pei Qingqing, clad in her vibrant crimson wedding gown, looked like a gorgeous peony in full bloom, captivatingly charming. Her delicate makeup accentuated her rosy complexion and charming smile. Her gorgeous phoenix robe and shawl complemented each other beautifully, the mandarin ducks embroidered on them vividly symbolizing their loving and long-lasting marriage.

Accompanied by the sounds of festive drums and music, Pei Qingqing walked hand in hand with Chen Changxiao down the aisle, completing a series of important rituals, including worshipping Heaven and Earth, worshipping the Emperor and the Master, and finally, the couple's mutual worship. The entire process was solemn yet heartwarming, deeply moving and well-wishing to all present. Finally, surrounded by the crowd, the bride was escorted to the meticulously decorated bridal chamber.

Meanwhile, Chen Changxiao displayed his generous and magnanimous side. Holding a glass of wine, he went from table to table, toasting each guest who had come from afar, thanking them for taking the time to attend this special day and witness this happy moment in their lives. After some pleasantries, Chen Changxiao, slightly tipsy, returned to his bridal chamber.

Gently pushing open the door, Pei Qingqing was revealed, quietly seated beside the bed, the veil adorning her head, a symbol of good fortune. She leaned slightly, her delicate figure barely visible. Through the veil, a faint, shy smile graced her delicate features, like ripples on a lake in a spring breeze, captivating the heart. She waited patiently and joyfully for her groom to lift the mysterious veil, ushering in a new, beautiful chapter in their lives.

Chen Changxiao walked slowly, as if afraid of disturbing something precious, and slowly approached the beautifully decorated bed. He moved with extreme caution, as if handling a rare treasure, cautiously uncovering the festive red handkerchief, fearing that a single wrinkle would ruin this perfect moment.

When the veil was gently lifted, the woman before him was like a blossoming flower, her face exquisitely beautiful, her meticulously applied makeup making her appear even more charming and alluring. She exuded a unique and captivating charm, like the brightest star in the night sky, making it impossible to look away.

Chen Changxiao was momentarily entranced, completely absorbed in the beautiful scene before him. His gaze, drawn to her like a magnet, lingered on her for a long moment. It took an unknown amount of time before he regained consciousness, as if awakening from a dream. He involuntarily extended his slender, powerful hands and gently cupped Pei Qingqing's jade-like, smooth, delicate face. At that moment, his eyes were filled with endless tenderness and deep love, as if the world only contained the two of them.

He then lowered his head slightly and gently touched her smooth forehead with his lips, as light as a dragonfly touching the water. Then, in a low, magnetic voice, he spoke softly, "Qingqing, you are so beautiful! This bright red wedding dress makes you look like a fairy. I have never seen you look so charming."

Hearing Chen Changxiao's affectionate praise, Pei Qingqing's fair and delicate cheeks instantly turned a faint blush of shyness, just like the colorful sunset in the sky, gorgeous and touching. She bit her lower lip lightly, nodded slightly, and then lowered her head even more, like a frightened deer, wishing she could find a place to bury herself deeply.

After drinking the wedding wine, the two could finally rest. On their wedding night, red candles burned brightly, red curtains billowed, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the room. They slept in each other's arms, feeling each other's warmth and love, and spent a sweet night. The next morning, the sun was bright and the breeze was gentle. Pei Qingqing dressed carefully, combing her wife's hair, showing an elegant and noble temperament. With Chen Changxiao's careful support, she slowly walked out of the room.

Tang Wenshu also came to say goodbye to them and conveyed his elder brother's advice to Pei Qingqing: "If you want to maintain peace and stability, don't go back to the imperial city." Pei Qingqing nodded gratefully and agreed, saying that he would definitely remember this advice.

Deep down, however, Pei Qingqing had no intention of heeding this advice. Although she could pretend to be Chen Changxiao's wife for now, once she returned to the Imperial City, she would be reduced to a concubine. Worse still, the Marquisate might not even recognize her status, and even her life would be in jeopardy. Furthermore, Chen Changxiao was a sentimental man, and she couldn't rely on him to secure her future. However, she had reasons to return, and for now, she could only proceed according to plan, trying her best to win Chen Changxiao's heart.

In this mansion, she was the undisputed mistress. Pei Qingqing had been mulling over how to deal with Chen Changxiao's two personal maids. Should she promote them, or suppress them? Or perhaps sow discord between them, letting them fight each other so she could reap the benefits? After all, they had cared for Chen Changxiao since they were young, and while there was certainly some affection between them, it was probably not love. Otherwise, they would have been promoted to concubines long ago, and she wouldn't have gotten her turn.

After careful consideration, Pei Qingqing decided that promotion was the wisest option. If the two could join her, they would be two powerful helpers. So, she smiled and said to Hongmei and Qingtao, "Hongmei, Qingtao, if you are willing to follow me, I can promote you to concubines. This way, you will receive a higher status and treatment, no longer just ordinary maids. Are you willing to accept this offer?"

Hearing this, Hongmei and Qingtao looked at each other excitedly, the joy in their eyes was beyond words and could hardly be concealed. In fact, they had long longed to become concubines and enjoy higher status and treatment. However, since the young master had not yet married, the mansion's rules did not allow concubines, so they could only accompany the young master as personal maids, doing the work of a maid in the room, but they still had no official status. Now, they suddenly got the opportunity to be promoted to noble concubines, which was really unexpected. The two answered in unison: "Okay! We do!" They never thought that they could actually get the status of a noble concubine. Even if it was just a concubine, it was a great thing!

"I heard that your wife, the one who sold her body to the Marquis' mansion, has already been given to the young master. Are you willing to hand her over to me?" Pei Qingqing sat upright on the armchair, her eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze fixed on the two people before her like a torch. She was dressed in a light blue gown, her flowing sleeves accentuating her noble and elegant demeanor. Her delicate face was expressionless, but a subtle glint flickered in her eyes, making it difficult to discern her true thoughts.

At this moment, the entire room was silent, with only Pei Qingqing's calm yet resolute voice echoing in the air. It was as if, to her, requesting this indenture was nothing more than a trivial matter. However, the two people standing before her looked at each other in bewilderment, their minds brooding.

They knew very well that if they wanted to obtain something, they would have to pay a price. After all, in this complex and chaotic world where the strong prey on the weak, there was no such thing as getting something for nothing, let alone in such an awkward and difficult situation.

After a brief silence and reflection, one of them broke the deadlock, nodding gently and saying, "Yes, ma'am." The other quickly chimed in, "We are willing to follow your orders, ma'am." Their voices rang out almost simultaneously, their voices trembling slightly, yet their attitudes were resolute and resolute. They knew full well that at this moment, there was no other option but to trust Pei Qingqing. Only by placing their fate completely in the hands of this seemingly unfathomable woman could they hope for a glimmer of hope.

The house wasn't spacious; it was just an ordinary four-story courtyard in Yingtian Mansion. As an exchange student at Yingtian Mansion, Chen Changxiao was required to live there permanently, returning home only once a month for vacation. Such a life was undoubtedly a challenge and test for a young student.

However, ever since Chen Changxiao entered the Yingtian Academy, his state of mind had begun to subtly change. Although he knew he should focus on his studies and strive to improve his knowledge, the urge deep within him was difficult to quell. Whenever the night was quiet, he would always think of that small house and his family waiting for his return.

This conflicting feeling made Chen Changxiao feel irritable and uneasy. He tried to hide his anxiety in various ways. But no matter what, the longing to return home and the longing for Pei Qingqing always lingered in his heart and could not be shaken off.

Pei Qingqing would go to Yingtian Mansion every night to bring Chen Changxiao food and a change of clothes. Gradually, everyone in the mansion knew that Chen Changxiao had a virtuous wife.

At first, Chen Changxiao could barely tolerate such a life. However, as time passed, he found this restriction increasingly unbearable. So, every night, he would take advantage of the darkness to quietly climb over the wall and return to his own house.

Not only that, Chen Changxiao also often exchanged experiences and techniques about climbing over walls with other students. They enthusiastically discussed which wall was easiest to climb over and how to cleverly avoid guards.

Pei Qingqing silently observed all of this. She knew Chen Changxiao was a freedom-loving man, and keeping him confined to the academy for so long was truly a burden. Every time Chen Changxiao returned, he would make some noise before finally going to sleep. Of course, Pei Qingqing would also take the opportunity to whisper in Chen Changxiao's ear, reminding him to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and to "treat everyone equally."