Marrying a royal playboy and becoming a glamorous matriarch

She only needs to please her stepmother, Madam Wei, and perhaps she can gain some assistance.

Madam Wei approved of Wei Qingrou's behavior. As the head of the household, she should protect the reputation of her husband's family, since it was also her own family.

If the family scandal becomes public, how much pride will the matriarch have?

She patted Wei Qingrou's hand and continued, "That's right. We are now related to the Qin family by marriage, so we shouldn't speak ill of them behind their backs, lest we damage our relationship."

The relatives awkwardly shut their mouths. Putting aside feelings, they dared not offend the Qin family in the slightest.

Wei Lianxin, unable to hear the commotion that would have pleased her, had a cold look of resentment in her eyes and said coolly, "What about Qin Ping'an? Why didn't he accompany you back to your parents' home? Is it because he has time for social engagements and no time to go home with you?"

She was secretly pleased, certain that Qin Ping'an wouldn't come back, since it had been the same in her previous life.

He was drunk all day and went out partying again that night, not returning home at all, leaving her all alone at her parents' house.

She was talked about by her relatives her whole life. Whenever they mentioned her, they would say that she was a pitiful, unloved wretch.

This time, no matter how Wei Qingrou tries to argue, she can't change the ironclad fact and is destined to make a fool of herself.

"Who's looking for me?"

A lazy, casual voice rang out.

As everyone looked, they saw Qin Ping'an walking in on light, wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, with a jade crown on his head. He exuded heroic spirit between his brows and had a cynical smile on his lips.

Beside him stood a burly, tall man, as imposing and robust as an iron tower.

Normally, he would be considered exceptionally brave and heroic, but standing next to Qin Ping'an, he was immediately overshadowed.

Compared to the dignified and precious Qin Ping'an, his casualness seemed extremely sloppy. Even his straightforwardness and lack of manners seemed unworthy of respect, making people sigh that he was indeed a crude and vulgar warrior.

Qin Ping'an's appearance immediately caught the attention of the women in the hall.

His exceptionally handsome appearance, coupled with his wealthy and dashing roguish charm, made it impossible not to take a second look.

But considering he was a dissolute and unruly playboy, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, what a waste of such a handsome face.

Some women thought that with such outstanding looks, they could accept that he was a bit of a womanizer, but he was also bad for his wives, so he was really a double-edged sword.

Qin Ping'an didn't care what others thought. He swaggered in and bowed to Madam Wei, saying, "Greetings, Mother-in-law."

Then he sat down next to Wei Qingrou, secretly pinched her slender waist, picked up the fragrant fruit on the table, and started playing with it idly.

Madam Wei wasn't angry at the two's furtive actions.

Rules and etiquette are only for outsiders to hear, and she was very happy to see Wei Qingrou win over Qin Ping'an.

"Alright, you're all alright, then I'm relieved."

Wei Lianxin watched in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.

She never expected that Qin Ping'an would accompany Wei Qingrou on her homecoming visit, and in such a relaxed and comfortable manner.

His subconscious act of sitting down next to Wei Qingrou made the two seem extremely intimate, like a real couple.

She stared wide-eyed at Qin Ping'an, muttering to herself.

How is this possible? Qin Ping'an, that good-for-nothing, is actually willing to come and support Wei Qingrou?

What surprised Wei Lianxin even more was that Wei Qingrou's shy and charming expression at this moment did not look like someone who was living the life of a widow.

It was like a pool of spring water, overflowing and causing disaster.

A strong sense of doubt welled up in her heart.

Does this mean that Qin Ping'an is not incapable?

Then why did she live a life of widowhood?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind: Qin Ping'an doesn't like her?

That damned Qin Ping'an, how dare he ruin her life!

This realization made Wei Lianxin even angrier. She gritted her teeth, and her originally aloof and self-possessed temperament turned into resentment.

But then I thought about it again and it didn't make sense. After all, he had so many wives and concubines, yet he never had a child before he died. It must be because he was impotent.

She secretly chuckled to herself.

Just wait and see, there'll be plenty of fun to be had later.

Once everyone was present, they enjoyed a lively homecoming banquet, with toasts and laughter filling the air, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

After the meal, Wei Qingrou and Qin Pingan returned to the courtyard where they had stayed to rest.

The place has been renovated, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and the walls are covered with lush green vines and bright flowers, showing exquisite care in every detail.

But the blind mother was nowhere to be seen.

After Qin Ping'an fell asleep, Wei Qingrou put on an outer garment and quietly got up.

The maids who originally served her all went with her when she got married. The maids who serve her now are those temporarily assigned by the mistress, Zhao.

The young maid was dressed in a bright green jacket and skirt. She had fair skin, smiling eyes, and wore a pearl hairpin in her hair. A lustrous jade bracelet was visible on her wrist. Her attire was no less impressive than that of a young lady from an ordinary family.

When she saw Wei Qingrou come out, she quickly stepped forward to greet her and said with a smile, "Third Miss, is something the matter?"

Wei Qingrou slipped her a purse and asked, "Where have Aunt Xue and Young Master Baode moved to now?"

The young maid raised an eyebrow, put away her purse, and replied, "Third Miss, Aunt Xue and Young Master Baode are currently living in the Cui Shu Yuan in the west. They are served by maids and servants every day, so you don't need to worry."

Wei Qingrou nodded, "In that case, you will come with me."

The maid looked troubled: "Madam ordered me to serve here, and I dare not leave my post."

Wei Qingrou took out another purse, but the maid dared not accept it, saying, "Third Miss, please don't be so polite. We servants are also in a difficult position."

"Since the master has given you this, just take it. Is the money too hot to handle?" Wei Qingrou smiled and stuffed the purse into her sleeve.

The maid put away the purse, looked around, and then lowered her voice to say, "I dare to advise you, but you should not go to Cui Shu Yuan. You are now the legitimate daughter of the madam. On your joyous day of returning home, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the mistress to rush to see a concubine?"

Wei Qingrou chuckled softly, as if she had taken her words to heart, "Good maid, thank you for reminding me. You can stay here and serve me. I'm feeling unwell due to indigestion, so I'm going out for a walk. You don't need to follow me."

After saying that, Wei Qingrou walked outside.

Seeing that she couldn't stop them, the maidservant didn't dare to forcibly obstruct them. She could only quietly call someone to follow them and send a message to the main courtyard.

After doing all this, she snorted softly, her eyes flashing with annoyance, and she cursed Wei Qingrou inwardly for being ungrateful.

If the Third Miss continues to be so clueless, she will suffer endlessly in the future. The Second Miss, who has become estranged from the Mistress, serves as a cautionary tale.

The maid's eyebrows twitched as she looked at Qin Ping'an, who was sleeping alone in the room, and her face flushed.

The third son-in-law was handsome and charming; every woman he met was attracted to him.

I heard that this person is a womanizer and a glutton, and even the prince and princess can't control him, let alone the newlywed third young lady.

With that in mind, the young maidservant quietly slipped in with the teapot, her heart pounding yet inexplicably excited. She softly called out, "Young master, young master? Are you thirsty?"