Marrying a royal playboy and becoming a glamorous matriarch

Madam Wei looked frightened, but quickly recovered and grabbed Wei Qingrou's hand, saying, "Alright, Mother won't ask anything anymore, and will also keep the Wei family in check."

Seeing her say that, Wei Qingrou felt relieved, as that was exactly what she meant.

Wei Lanxin's actions have thoroughly offended the emperor and the eldest prince.

It is easy to imagine that, in his fury, Emperor Longxing must have hated the Wei family to the core.

If the Wei family wants to protect themselves, they must restrain themselves and never give the emperor a reason to punish them.

Madam Wei held Wei Qingrou's hand tightly, slowly regaining the strength to support her body.

Fortunately, her daughter married into the Prince Dun's mansion, which allowed her to receive the news in time and secure a glimmer of hope for the Wei family.

At least Wei Qingrou was Emperor Longxing's niece-in-law, so Emperor Longxing wouldn't massacre her maternal clan.

Madam Wei looked at Wei Qingrou, her sense of relief beyond words.

Fortunately, Wei Qingrou married into the royal family.

Fortunately, she treated Wei Qingrou well, and the mother and daughter had a harmonious relationship.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Seeing that Madam Wei was pale with fright, Wei Qingrou knew that she was filled with fear and anxiety, so she quickly changed the subject to comfort her.

"As the year draws to a close, the Princess gave her daughter many fine fabrics. Thinking of my father and mother, I specially made some clothes for you two and will send them home another day."

Hearing this, Madam Wei felt slightly comforted, but thinking of Wei Qingrou's situation, she quickly said, "Since the fabric for this dress was given by the Princess, have you made clothes for the Princess and the Prince?"

They further advised, "Don't worry about your family. Your father and I are doing well. In the future, when you get good things or good materials, just be filial to your parents-in-law."

She sighed, "Now, your parents can't help you much. You must protect yourself in the palace. Please remember this."

When ordinary families marry off their daughters, they not only provide a generous dowry, but also demonstrate their determination to throw water on her.

Spilled water cannot be gathered up again; a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup.

This is not a sign of disdain for the daughter, but rather a declaration of loyalty to the husband's family: from now on, she belongs to your family, and we earnestly hope you will treat her well.

At this moment, Madam Wei's words also conveyed this meaning.

The Prince Dun family held high positions and great power. As parents, they did not seek anything in return, only hoping that their daughter would be loved and favored by her in-laws.

Wei Qingrou naturally understood this meaning as well.

"Mother, rest assured, the clothes for the Prince and Princess have been sent. The Princess is kind and generous, and she also greatly admires her daughter's filial piety."

"Your Highness is kind, so you should flatter her more. Don't worry about home. It would be best if you could have a son soon. Only when you have an heir can your father and mother feel at ease."

Thinking of this, Madam Wei added, "The medicinal diet cannot be delayed. Just use the medicinal herbs sent every month. If you need more, just have someone come and get more from our house."

To support her daughter and son-in-law's plans to have a baby, Mrs. Wei, the mother-in-law, did a lot of work.

They sent people to find prescriptions and delivered medicinal herbs every month, and instructed Granny Gui to prepare medicinal meals every day.

"Okay, Mother, don't worry."

Hearing Madam Wei's sincere words, Wei Qingrou felt a warm glow in her heart.

Her efforts in planning and working tirelessly for the Wei family were not in vain.

Madam Wei treated her sincerely, and that made it all worthwhile.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the Prince Dun's Mansion.

After getting out of the car, Wei Qingrou bid farewell to Madam Wei, saying, "Mother, just go home and wait. Don't ask around."

Madam Wei nodded: "Qingrou, don't be stubborn, and always put yourself first."

Wei Qingrou replied, "Yes."

After entering Prince Dun's residence, Wei Qingrou went to the Princess Consort to return the token.

The princess asked, "What did your sister do wrong? Why was she imprisoned by the Imperial Clan Court? Should Mother try to pull some strings?"

Wei Qingrou smiled gently and said unhurriedly, "Mother, there's no need to bother. My sister's matter must be a misunderstanding. Once the Imperial Clan Court has investigated, they will release her."

The princess said, "That's good."

On the surface, Wei Qingrou couldn't get involved in this matter and could only pretend nothing was wrong.

Now that the eldest prince has returned to the palace and Wei Lanxin has eloped with someone, Emperor Longxing and the eldest prince are furious.

If the Wei family were to scramble around, offering gifts and pulling strings to rescue Wei Lianxin at this moment, it would only escalate the matter and expose the royal family's scandals to a wider audience.

That would be like pouring hot oil on the anger of Emperor Longxing and the First Prince, which would only lead to the utter destruction of the Wei family.

Moreover, Emperor Longxing would inevitably suspect that the Wei family was involved in obstructing the eldest prince, and if that were the case, the entire Wei family would be doomed.

Therefore, on the surface, it's better to remain still than to take action; we can only wait and see.

Moreover, Wei Lianxin is an insignificant little person, and she is currently six months pregnant. As long as Emperor Longxing finds out the Wei family's movements and confirms that they are unrelated to the Crown Prince's return to the palace, Emperor Longxing will not imprison her for too long.

When she met Qin Ping'an that evening, Wei Qingrou repeated the same explanation.

Qin Ping'an looked puzzled: "I thought you were going to let me save someone."

Wei Qingrou smiled faintly and said, "My husband is overthinking it. This matter involves the Crown Prince. How could I let you take such a risk?"

Qin Ping'an was very pleased to hear this and pinched Wei Qingrou's nose.

"That's quite something. You little money-grubber, who always only had money in your eyes, are now actually feeling sorry for your husband."

Wei Qingrou feigned shyness, gently pushed him, and complained coquettishly, "Look at what you're saying, how could I say that?"

Wei Qingrou's voice was soft and sweet, and she deliberately adopted a submissive and obedient posture.

Qin Pingan stared at her lowered, fair neck.

Like white jade, it gleamed with a crystalline, cold light, yet it was obscured by the unsightly snow-white undergarment.

His eyes gradually deepened, and his fiery gaze surged like a tidal wave.

He placed his hand on her neck, and the touch was indeed like jade, incredibly smooth, leaving him feeling lingering with admiration.

His dark eyes were like a storm cloud, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "Whether it's there or not, I'll find out by trying."

He smiled mischievously, his hands moving even more frivolously, slipping inside her clothes to knead and flatten her, mercilessly disarming her.

Wei Qingrou feigned reluctance, gently pushing him away with her small hands.

"It's still early, why are you in such a hurry? Don't be like that."

Qin Ping'an's smile deepened: "What? Like this? Or like this?"

Even though Wei Qingrou was used to playing along with him and had long since developed a thick skin, she couldn't withstand the shameless offensive of this playboy.

She was pretending to be shy, but later she actually blushed and couldn't help but beg for mercy.

In her final, hazy state, Wei Qingrou felt parched, her mind filled with images of Qin Ping'an's sweaty chin and the bulging veins in his neck, as if he were straining.

That damned playboy is truly insane.

After three rounds of water, the two lay side by side on the bed.

Wei Qingrou nestled sweetly in Qin Ping'an's arms, half asleep.

Qin Pingan held her soft, boneless little hand, caressing and playing with it, his voice languid and nonchalant.

He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, his voice filled with tenderness and affection that touched her heart.

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'll definitely help you solve your sister's problem."

"But you have to tell me the truth, what exactly did she do?"

Qin Pingan gently bit her almost transparent white earlobe and said, "Tell the truth, don't hide anything."

Upon hearing this, Wei Qingrou, who was half asleep, shrank her neck, but her heart skipped a beat, and she instantly woke up.

Her tactic of retreating to advance worked.