Marrying a royal playboy and becoming a glamorous matriarch

Once the room was completely quiet, Granny Qin looked at the empty doorway, her face growing increasingly gloomy.

About fifteen minutes later, a graceful figure, accompanied by a maid, slowly walked over.

"I've come to serve tea to the young mistress."

The woman had a graceful figure and a charming voice. Although she said she was offering tea, her tone was dismissive and arrogant.

Chunxi, who was guarding the door, was displeased upon hearing this, but dared not make a decision for her master. She glanced at the woman and went back to inform Wei Qingrou.

"Young Madam, the person who has come should be Consort Ying," said Granny Qin.

Wei Qingrou was drinking tea, not even lifting her eyelids, and said, "I won't see you."

Qin Ping'an was casually playing with a jade pendant when he heard her say that, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Qin Mama understood Wei Qingrou's meaning, and a hint of appreciation flashed in her eyes.

This is exactly the decisive and skillful approach a matriarch should have.

For those troublemakers, just deal with them directly.

So she bowed and said, "This old servant understands. Let her go."

When Granny Qin arrived at the door, she saw that Concubine Ying looked impatient, and she was even more displeased.

"The time for serving tea has passed. Our young mistress will not see you. Please leave, madam."

She stood on the steps, looking down at Jiu Ying.

Upon hearing this, Jiu Ying was taken aback, and her expression immediately turned cold.

"I was only delayed by something and arrived a moment late, why shouldn't you see me?"

"Does she really think I'd bother to curry favor with her! Coming from a humble background, she thinks she's some kind of mistress just because she's climbed up the social ladder..."

Snapped!

Before Jiu Ying could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a crisp slap.

Granny Qin slapped Jiu Ying with all her might, almost making her fall to the ground.

"How dare you disrespect the young mistress! You deserve a beating!"

As she spoke, Granny Qin raised her hand again, as if she would continue to hit Jiu Ying if she spoke rudely again.

Jiu Ying's cheeks burned with pain. Seeing that this old woman was not someone to be trifled with, she dared not say anything more and could only leave in resentment.

When they returned to the courtyard, they saw the maids of the concubines bustling about with happy faces, saying that the young mistress had given them a reward and that they should have a good meal.

The concubines in the mansion did not live a comfortable life, and their daily meals were strictly in accordance with the rules.

Even Qin Ping'an's favored concubine only gets two vegetarian dishes a day.

Hearing that the concubines' meals had been enhanced with meat, Jiu Ying felt resentful.

It wasn't that she was craving it; it was just that everyone else had it but she didn't, which made her seem very poor.

So she gritted her teeth, took out some silver from her purse, and asked the maid to buy some food. Only then did she feel at peace, but she also secretly resented Wei Qingrou.

Qin Pingan did not appear at the dinner table that evening.

Prince Dun's expression darkened slightly. He ordered someone to bring Qin Ping'an's servant and asked where Qin Ping'an had gone.

"The young master... he took some money to Qingyan Pavilion and said he won't be back tonight," the servant said tremblingly.

"You scoundrel, going out to fool around again on the second day of your marriage, what kind of behavior is that?"

Prince Dun did hurl insults, but he didn't take any concrete action.

Clearly, Qin Ping'an was in the same state before.

Seeing that Wei Qingrou was hanging her head and not saying a word, the princess thought that she was upset and gently patted her hand to comfort her.

"Qingrou, don't be angry. When that unfilial son comes back, I'll make him apologize to you."

Wei Qingrou smiled faintly and comforted her mother-in-law instead: "Mother, don't be angry. It's because your daughter-in-law hasn't tried hard enough."

The prince gave her a surprised look, and the princess gave a guilty, awkward smile.

The two of them knew their son's despicable character all too well, so how could they blame their gentle and sensible daughter-in-law?

Instead, feeling guilty and ashamed, he became even kinder to her.

Qin Ping'an indeed did not return home all night, leaving Wei Qingrou alone in her room. She heard Chunxi and Xiaxi, who were keeping watch outside the door, speaking up for her, but she felt nothing.

While things were calm on Wei Qingrou's side, the rumors were already spreading like wildfire outside.

The news spread throughout the streets and alleys that the dissolute young master of Prince Dun's mansion was a good-for-nothing who, on the second day of his marriage, went to brothels and spent the whole night listening to erotic songs with a courtesan.

The next morning, on her way to pay her respects to her parents-in-law, Wei Qingrou could hear the servants whispering.

I couldn't hear very clearly, but it was nothing more than gossip about her and Qin Ping'an.

Wei Qingrou remained calm and composed, showing no displeasure whatsoever.

When paying respects to the prince and princess, she spoke softly and gently as always, without uttering a single word of complaint or asking her in-laws to make the decision.

When the prince and princess met her, they felt even more favorably toward her.

Perhaps wanting to make amends, the princess specially rewarded Wei Qingrou with a box of gold, silver, and jade ornaments.

Wei Qingrou's expression remained calm, but she was secretly delighted.

If she could get money every day, she would be happy if Qin Ping'an never came home.

Men are no match for money!

Wei Qingrou returned home happily, carrying gold and silver jewelry.

As soon as I entered the room, I was hit by a strong smell of alcohol, which instantly ruined my good mood.

Wei Qingrou frowned slightly and walked into the inner room, where she saw Qin Ping'an lying on the bed, completely drunk.

You drunkard!

Chunxi and Xiaxi stepped forward and quickly took off Qin Ping'an's shoes and outer garment before leaving.

Wei Qingrou first hid her secret stash, and then ignored Qin Ping'an.

Just as I was about to go out to admire the flowers and have some tea to get some fresh air, I heard the voice of the princess's maidservant outside.

"Young Madam, the Princess Consort heard that the Prince has returned and instructed me to bring him some food, telling you to let him eat some."

Wei Qingrou's vision went black for a moment, and she felt the silver burning her hand.

What, you took the princess's favors, and now you want to provide after-sales service?

Qin Ping'an is so drunk he's practically a ghost, how can he possibly eat?

When the nanny entered the room, Wei Qingrou was wiping Qin Ping'an's face with a handkerchief. She paused and gently put down the food box.

Wei Qingrou had a smile on her face, and seemed to be very patient.

"Don't worry, nanny, I will definitely serve the young master well."

"Thank you for your trouble, young mistress."

The old woman nodded in satisfaction before turning and leaving.

"Hehe, another cup..." came a murmur from the bedside.

Wei Qingrou's face darkened, and she turned her head to throw the handkerchief in his face. She hated people who were drunk and disorderly.

He glared at Qin Ping'an, thinking, "You're the kind of person that even cats and dogs find disgusting!"

"Qin Ping An?" Wei Qingrou called out.

Loud snoring.

She called out patiently again, but there was no response.

Qin Ping'an slept like a happy little piglet.

Wei Qingrou completely lost her patience and simply straightened his head.

Seeing that he still hadn't reacted, she swung her arm and slapped him several times with both hands.

The crisp cracking sounds were incredibly satisfying for Wei Qingrou.

Qin Ping'an finally woke up.

He looked dazedly at the figure sitting beside him.

The burning pain on his face brought him to his senses somewhat. His vision was still blurry, but he had already started cursing.

"Who's got the nerve to hit me, an old man like this..."

Wei Qingrou wasn't afraid of him. She just smiled and raised her palm at Qin Ping'an, saying, "Who would dare hit the young master? He's just swatting a mosquito."

Swipe a mosquito? Swipe it in his face?

Qin Ping'an sobered up instantly, and when he saw that the person in front of him was Wei Qingrou, his face immediately turned angry.

He grabbed Wei Qingrou's waist with his large hand and pressed her firmly against his body.

The red marks on his face were faintly visible, but they did not detract from his handsome and dashing appearance in the slightest.

"I didn't expect there to be mosquitoes at this hour? My wife has such delicate skin, she must have been bitten. Let me see where she was bitten..."

As he spoke, he rolled over.

The two reversed positions, and he easily pinned Wei Qingrou down.

Wei Qingrou panicked and tried to run away.

But Qin Pingan grabbed his wrist and pinned him to the bed.