Marrying a royal playboy and becoming a glamorous matriarch

Did she really think that all her previous food, drink, and expenses were in accordance with the rules of the household? Having lived a good life for so long, she's taken it for granted and even dares to compete with the legitimate daughter.

"Alas, how could I have raised such an unfilial daughter? She's not even as close as the one who came back halfway."

The old woman next to her quickly comforted her, "You're too kind. If she were in another family, she would suffer so much if she were such an ungrateful illegitimate daughter."

Madam Wei felt a little better, but then she became depressed again when she thought about how ignorant her two daughters, whom she had personally raised, were.

The legitimate daughter abducted that important figure and ran away, while the illegitimate daughter secretly pledged her life to a crude and uncouth warrior. What exactly has she been busy with for the rest of her life?

"Sigh, now, let's see how capable this Rou-jie is. Hopefully, she can help the Wei family get through this difficult time. That guy is still holding back, and we don't know what he's planning."

The old nanny chimed in, "What Madam says is true. As long as Rou'er gains a foothold in the Prince's mansion, she will be fine."

Madam Wei nodded. After all, the Wei family had become relatives of the emperor, so that person couldn't openly make a move.

Thinking of this, Madam Wei remembered an important matter: "What's going on at Cui Shu Yuan now? They've even brought this up in front of Rou'er. It's so improper."

The old nanny reported truthfully: "The most important thing in Cui Shu Yuan is growing vegetables. Aunt Xue takes Young Master Bao De to the fields every day, saying that she will send them to you as a tribute when they are ripe. Even Young Master Bao De's studies are secondary to her."

“She’s quite clever. Take advantage of Fuya’s situation to give the servants at Cui Shu Yuan a good talking-to. They can’t go too far like this anymore, lest Rou’er become estranged from me in the future.”

"Madam, you are overthinking it. I don't think that Rou'er is very close to Aunt Xue. She seems more like your own daughter, eager to please you."

"If that's really the case, then that would be good," Madam Wei sighed softly.

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Although Wei Qingrou is already married, she still doesn't know how to serve a man and doesn't understand the subtle nuances in a man's eyes.

For example, right now, Qin Ping'an is cold and silent, and she also lowers her head, not daring to utter a sound.

She would steal a glance at him from time to time, but she didn't dare to look him directly in the eye.

Stay away from him, he'll be fine in a bit. Men, they might have a bad mood every day.

Seeing her like this, Qin Ping'an's bad mood, already aggravated by the little maid at the Wei family, worsened. To make matters worse, he encountered a clueless little girl, making Qin Ping'an even more frustrated and his demeanor grow colder.

An awkward silence fell over the carriage.

The silence was broken by several cries, and the coachman stopped the carriage. "Young master, madam, there are two prostitutes outside."

Wei Qingrou quickly lifted the carriage curtain to let in a breeze and dispel the awkwardness that filled the carriage.

Two people were kneeling on the side of the street, each with a straw tag stuck in their head, meaning they were selling themselves.

The older one was a skinny girl, and the younger one was so thin that only her big head remained, like a younger brother.

Seeing that the esteemed person was willing to park the car for the siblings, the little girl quickly pulled her brother down to kneel, pleading, "Madam, please have mercy and buy us. I can do any kind of work."

“I lost my father when I was young, and my mother passed away a few days ago. My brother and I really can’t go on living. If you give me two taels of silver, I can bury my mother.”

When Wei Qingrou saw that her clothes were tattered and she was thin and hungry, she couldn't help but think of herself.

If she fails to support her family, she might eventually have to sell herself along with her younger brother.

Wei Qingrou gave Chunxi some money and arranged for a servant to help her, saying, "After burying your mother, go back to the manor with the others."

Having done a good deed, Wei Qingrou was quite happy. She smiled and lowered the carriage curtain, only to bump into Qin Ping'an, who had a cold face, and began to feel uneasy.

I just bought someone, but I forgot to ask him.

In ancient times, the husband was considered the most respected, and one should ask for his opinion on such matters when he was present.

But the person had already bought it, and she didn't want to back out of this good deed if she was asked to return it.

“Husband, she lost her father when she was young, and the family lost its pillar. Life must be very difficult for her.”

"Now that my mother is gone, and I've lost my ability to manage things, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive if I don't buy things."

Qin Ping'an's expression softened slightly, and he said calmly, "I heard that you grew up outside and had no father to take care of you from a young age?"

Wei Qingrou nodded in agreement. Her affairs were easy to investigate. Since the Qin family dared to marry her, they must have thoroughly investigated her background.

She lived with her widowed mother and younger brother, struggling to survive in the market, and she didn't consider herself anything to be ashamed of.

Qin Ping'an said to the servant, "You go too, and help those two who sold themselves into servitude with their funeral arrangements."

"Yes."

Wei Qingrou glanced at him and couldn't help but praise, "My husband is beautiful inside and out."

Qin Ping'an was taken aback for a moment, but once he recovered, he smiled, and the coldness on his face disappeared without a trace.

"I didn't know my wife was so sweet-talking. Why was she talking like a log just now?"

Wei Qingrou then realized that he had been waiting for her to coax him.

That's easy to say. Male psychology is just child psychology; just praise it and that's it.

"Husband, it's all because you're more handsome than Pan An that those young girls are throwing themselves at you like madmen. You'd better rein in your charms in the future."

Qin Ping'an's smile widened, and he lifted her chin, then tasted it with satisfaction.

"You have a sweet tongue. Let me taste it and see if it's sweet or sour."

Wei Qingrou lowered her eyelashes, her cheeks flushed with shyness, but she didn't dare to dodge. After a few moments of hesitation, he succeeded.

After tasting it, Qin Ping'an took another bite, and finally smacked his lips, "Ugh, it's so sour. I've married a jealous woman."

Wei Qingrou smiled and acted coquettishly, making Qin Ping'an very happy. He found his little wife extremely interesting and fun.

The two chatted and laughed all the way, their voices ringing out in joy.

When they arrived at the Qin family and went to pay their respects to the prince and princess, they were met with two bitter faces.

"His Majesty has issued an imperial edict, saying that you and Qingrou are feeling unwell and that you will come to the palace tomorrow to attend to him."

The princess sighed, took Wei Qingrou's hand, and said to Qin Ping'an, "My son, this was bound to happen sooner or later. Go on, go on."

The prince leisurely sipped his tea and waved his hand at the princess, "It's not that serious. We've already formed a marriage alliance with the Wei family. His Majesty isn't that kind of person."

Qin Ping'an wasn't worried at all. He sat casually in his chair, munching on a fragrant fruit, and said, "Mother, don't panic. My royal uncle has always been kind to me. After my wedding, he even sent me a fine horse to support me. It's clear that he approves of this marriage."

"Sigh, if it were an ordinary matter, it would be fine, but that was his only son, the bloodline left by the late Empress, his only remaining hope."

"He's reached his limit by enduring until you've finished your wedding. Once you enter the palace tomorrow, try to comfort him."

After giving some instructions, the princess allowed the young couple to leave.

Their words were ambiguous, but enough to send shivers down Wei Qingrou's spine.

Why does this seem to involve the emperor and the late empress? Is this some kind of secret that someone as insignificant as her should know?