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Miss Wang was unhappy that her limelight had been stolen.

What I had initially thought was a beautiful sight—two butterflies flying together—now seemed utterly ordinary.

She turned sideways, wanting to see what He Lingyi had embroidered that could garner such praise from Granny Zong, but was stopped by the people around her. Everyone was praising it, instantly making her lose interest in seeing it.

Then, holding the silk cloth in her hand, she became angrier and angrier as she looked at it, while Chi Guiwan was still struggling in the initial stage.

After a long afternoon of classes, everyone was exhausted. When He Lingyi got up to find Chi Guiwan, she saw her sitting there alone, looking utterly dejected.

It's obvious why.

When Chi Guiwan saw He Lingyi coming over, she was filled with envy.

"You're so great, you can do everything. I'm so clumsy, look at what I've turned this perfectly good silk fabric into! A complete mess! Even I'm disgusted with it, let alone Granny Zong. Do you think I'll be looked down upon by the Qiao family if I marry into this family?"

He sighed, his face filled with helplessness and a hint of inferiority.

For so many years, she has lived a life of ease and comfort.

But she is only now beginning to realize that her mother's so-called love and indulgence were nothing more than a way to spoil her. In comparison, her second sister is much better than her in every way.

This is the result of years of hard work.

She was really stupid. Every time she saw her second younger sister struggling and shedding tears while practicing her skills, she would stand by and sigh about how good her mother was to her. She probably knew that her mother and daughter were laughing at her behind her back!

He Lingyi patted the back of her hand and said comfortingly.

"Everyone has their own talents, so Sister Chi doesn't need to worry about these things. The old lady of the Qiao family is kind and loving, and Madam Qiao is upright and manages the household well. These things are not the foundation of the Qiao family's existence. Whether you know them or not doesn't matter. On the contrary, I think if Sister Chi really wants to learn something, she should start with kung fu."

"What do you mean?"

"The children of military generals are naturally best suited to be skilled in martial arts. Anyway, you won't be managing the household after you marry into the family, so why not leave those things behind and learn something you like? I saw you practicing your whip last time, and it was excellent, but it seemed to have too many fancy moves. Why don't we find a teacher to teach you some solid basic skills? Maybe it will come in handy in the future."

A whip?

Chi Guiwan was somewhat uncertain.

She had seen her mother practice when she was a child, and she practiced it very well. Unfortunately, her father did not like it, so her mother gradually gave up on it. She only gave her a few pointers when she showed interest when she was a child. So she could do it, but she did not know the proper method.

If I were to bring up the idea of ​​practicing this abruptly, would my father have any other thoughts?

She was already not valued by her father, and if this matter caused rumors of discord between them, it would be a real loss.

Watching her mother's troubled expression, He Lingyi felt that her mother was truly burdened with worries. She had clearly seen the confident and cheerful smile on her face when she practiced whipping, so why would she give up all of that in order to become a qualified noblewoman in the eyes of others?

So he offered another word of advice.

"The Qiao family comes from a military background. I've heard that Old Madam Qiao was very skilled in martial arts back then, and she was able to fight alongside Old Master Qiao. Why don't you follow her example, Sister Chi? Find an opportunity to ask her about it. If the Qiao family approves of this, you can practice openly and honestly, right?"

Then he added another sentence.

"It's much more comfortable than practicing calligraphy, embroidery, playing the zither, and burning incense here."

Her words gave Chi Guiwan motivation. Thinking about it, it made sense; at least she didn't feel wronged practicing with the whip, but rather genuinely enjoyed it.

That's already great. In the long journey of life, it's a blessing to have a hobby that you can work hard for and strive for!

With her inner turmoil dissipated, Chi Guiwan came to regard He Lingyi as a confidant.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I've known you for a very long time. No matter what difficulties I encounter, you can always help me resolve them and give me guidance. It's so nice."

He Lingyi felt a warmth in her heart as she heard her mother's approval.

In her view, the reason she was given this chance to be reborn must be because God felt that her mother was having too much of a hard time, so He sent her to help her. Therefore, even if her mother did not stay with her scumbag father and she was likely to be wiped out, she would not hesitate!

As long as my mother is doing well, that's all that matters.

"Sister Chi, what you say is so sweet. How about I pick a few items from your storeroom list to keep as part of my dowry?"

He Lingyi made a joke, but Chi Guiwan actually took it seriously and immediately spoke up righteously.

"Sure, go ahead and pick whatever you want. I won't say a word even if you take half of it!"

Hearing her words, He Lingyi and her two maids laughed. If she were really that kind of person, Qianchun wouldn't have allowed her young lady to have much contact with her.

The warm sun shone outside, creating a cozy atmosphere inside the pavilion.

With the Qixi Festival just days away, the household began preparations in advance.

The Qiao family had arranged to send betrothal gifts on this day long ago, but coincidentally, the Lü family also sent word that they would be coming here to receive the auspicious gift.

Both girls' future husbands' families will be visiting on this day, so the Vice Minister's residence will naturally take it seriously.

Madam Guo has been "sick" these days, so Chi Yunjing has been handling many things personally. After the steward reports what needs to be done, he only needs to approve or reject it, which doesn't take much effort on him.

That day, he took a nap in Aunt Zhao's room.

Aunt Zhao was more to his liking than Aunt Bai. Not only was she gentle, but she was also exceptionally good at handling things. As soon as he raised his hand, warm water was handed to him. Just as it warmed up, a handkerchief and a palm-leaf fan came over. He hadn't enjoyed such considerate service in a long time.

Therefore, Zhao Yiniang was treated with extra favor, and many good things were bestowed upon her. As a result, the servants in her courtyard also gained more power. They had only been in the mansion for a few days, but they were already showing signs of rivaling Madam Guo.

All of this was exactly what Chi Yunjing wanted to see.

Therefore, when the steward came to report how much red silk and offerings for the wreath were needed, before Chi Yunjing could even speak, Aunt Zhao eagerly opened her mouth.

“My lord, why don’t you let me handle these small matters? Since I entered the manor, I haven’t done anything for the household. I just eat and drink for free all day long, and I’m starting to feel uneasy.”

Chi Yunjing glanced at her, but Aunt Zhao was not afraid. Instead, she snuggled up to him in a coquettish manner, behaving like a little girl. Chi Yunjing was very pleased with this. He suppressed the somewhat itchy thoughts in his heart, glanced at the trivial matters handed over by the steward, and saw that they were not important. So he delegated the authority and said.

"Alright, I'll let you gain some experience. But you must report any amount of money exceeding three hundred taels to me, understand?"

"Don't worry, my lord. I'm just offering some suggestions. You can decide on the money and other matters."

Chi Yunjing enjoyed her service and felt that spending all those years with just Madam Guo was extremely boring. It was much more pleasant to hear a young beauty speak so sweetly.

As he watched, a lewd thought arose in his eyes. He gently grabbed a handful of flesh on Aunt Zhao's waist, teasing her until her cheeks flushed red. She then pretended to fall into Chi Yunjing's arms.

Seeing this, the butler, who was quite perceptive, immediately left. After he had walked only a dozen steps, he heard some laughter coming from inside the room.

Older houses tend to burn more intensely when they catch fire.

The housekeeper shrugged, thinking that all he had to do was focus on his own tasks.