Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 459 - 248 Threat_1

Chapter 459: Chapter 248 Threat_1

Wan Erniu and others told Qian Sangui the true identities of Cheng Yue and Qian Yijin, also mentioning that these matters should currently remain secret, especially Jinwa’s situation, which could only be known by him alone.

Qian Sangui was so stunned it took him quite a while to regain his bearings, finding it hard to breathe and his legs turning to jelly, as if his soul had not returned to his body.

My god, his modest farmstead was actually harboring two members of the Royal Family! No, no, it wasn’t just them—Yixiu, Ming Wa, Jingjing, they were also of royal descent!

My god! My god! My—god!

The Emperor, Empress Dowager, Elder Princess, Prince, the imperial grandson, Commandery Princess—these lofty, unapproachable legendary figures from the stories were actually connected to his own family...

Knowing that Qian Sangui wasn’t in the best of health and fearing that the shock might harm him, Wan Dazhong kept patting his back to comfort him.

When Qian Sangui finally caught his breath, Prince Consort Pan stood up and gave him a deep bow, saying with difficulty, "Father-in-law, you have cared for my daughter, allowing her to live here these years safely and worry-free, I thank you for that. As Yueyue’s father, I haven’t been able to provide her this much joy, yet you and your household have managed it. I am ashamed when I consider how you and your family have acted for her sake. This kindness, I will always remember."

In contrast to the emotional and ashamed Prince Consort Pan, Old Duke Liang was inwardly overjoyed. No wonder the Old Fairy had said that the girl had great fortune and wasn’t someone ordinary people could nurture. It turned out she wasn’t just fated to come across Spiritual Objects but was also of the Royal Family’s bloodline. According to Wan father and son, the rapid prosperity of this household owed much to her...

By sheltering and raising the imperial grandson and the Commandery Princess, Qian Sangui was definitely going to be honored, and Manjiang’s future prospects looked bright as well.

Hehe, his own judgement was quite accurate, wasn’t it? According to his grandson’s words, with the introduction of cannons and the Three-Eyed Fire Musket, they might defeat Dayuan within three years. His grandson would most likely make a significant contribution this time, and upon his return, even if he couldn’t be ennobled, a promotion of two ranks was practically guaranteed. A third-rank General at the age of twenty—unprecedented in the entire court. Moreover, he was already the Princely Heir of the Duke Mansion; he was a suitable match for the girl. It would be better to set their betrothal sooner rather than later, to prevent any complications. Could he, perhaps, discuss it first with Qian Sangui?

...

Late into the night, Wan Dazhong finally carried Qian Sangui back to the main compound. Qian Sangui was overwhelmed with shock, fear, and exhaustion, unable to walk on his own. Even sprawled across Wan Dazhong’s back, he felt as if his body wasn’t his own, like a soul suspended in midair.

Upon entering through the Moon Gate, his thoughts turned to his daughter, and he immediately tensed up. His son-in-law had married Auntie Xia simply to protect Jinwa more conveniently!

With this realization, Qian Sangui felt extremely uncomfortable. Weakly, he said, "Son-in-law, you married my daughter because of Jinwa, didn’t you? Although Madam Xia grew up in the countryside, she is a good girl. You won’t look down on her when you return to the capital to take office, will you?"

Wan Dazhong laughed and said, "What are you talking about, father-in-law? I’m not that kind of person. Madam Xia is a rare good woman, I truly cherish her and will treat her well for the rest of my life." He then assured him, "Don’t worry, father-in-law. If I dare to wrong Madam Xia, the little master surely won’t let me off easily."

That’s right. Not only did he have Jinwa, who was the imperial grandson, but also his daughter-in-law, the Commandery Princess, and Yixiu, the dearly beloved great-granddaughter of the Empress Dowager... With so many safeguards, his son-in-law certainly wouldn’t dare to mistreat his daughter. Qian Sangui managed a smile.

Upon returning to the main room, not only was Lady Wu there, but also the young siblings Qian Yeejin and Qian Yixiu. They were gathered on the reclining bed, none of them showing any sign of sleepiness. Having been called away to learn the truth, they had been waiting here the whole time, eager to learn of Cheng Yue’s origins.

Almost unable to speak, Qian Sangui listened as Wan Dazhong briefly explained.

Of course, he didn’t mention Qian Yijin’s case but only discussed Cheng Yue’s real name, Pan Yue, being the daughter of Princess Zhenyue and Prince Consort Pan, who had been given the title of Princess Zhenyue. Over a decade ago, she had encountered a flash flood on her way to Daci Temple and was washed down a cliff, with her family believing she had perished...

Due to certain reasons, they could not yet reveal Pan Yue’s true lineage, and they were asked not to tell anyone...

Lady Wu’s eyes popped wide open in terror as she cried out to the heavens, "Oh, heavens, heavens, heavens..."

It wasn’t until Wan Dazhong had left that Lady Wu’s soul seemed to return to her body, and she asked anxiously, "Yueyue is a Commandery Princess, should we kowtow to her?"

Qian Yixiu replied, "No need for that. Even if my mother is a Commandery Princess, Grandma is still her mother-in-law, her elder. Everything should continue as before, and we mustn’t let outsiders detect anything unusual... "

After Qian Sangui and Lady Wu went to bed to rest, Qian Yijin and Qian Yixiu finally left the main courtyard.

Walking hand in hand, they remained silent, their hearts surging with emotions. Especially Qian Yijin, who felt utterly bewildered yet shocked— he was the Elder Princess’s grandson, which meant he was part of the Royal Family. Good heavens, it was too incredible to believe.

Although Qian Yixiu had already guessed this outcome, she was still somewhat shocked when it was confirmed. Moreover, there was the issue of her step-grandfather, Prince Consort Pan— what kind of heinous act had he committed that made her mother, who had almost lost her memory, show such aversion towards him that she had become much more articulate? Could it be that this was a deep-seated recognition and resolve in her mother’s heart for all these years?

She then glanced at the little chap beside her. For his sake, she had managed to keep the important matter of her mother being a Commandery Princess under wraps. His status too, was undoubtedly not ordinary; he must also be part of the Royal Family. The only question was whether he was the Emperor’s grandson or great-grandson.

Once the little chap’s identity was revealed, he would surely return to his own home to acknowledge his ancestry, wouldn’t he? The thought alone was hard to bear.

Qian Yixiu suddenly felt a sense of separation and sorrow. Although the little tyke could be annoying at times, for the most part, he was a pretty good brother.

A gust of wind blew, making Qian Yixiu shiver. It was early autumn now, and the night breeze carried a hint of chill.

"Are you cold, sister? Let’s hurry back," Qian Yijin said, gripping her hand tighter and quickening his pace.

Upon reaching the Wangjiang Building, the little chap walked his sister to her door. He stood outside, softly instructing her, "Don’t overthink, sister. Have a good sleep."

In the starlight, the little chap stood tall like a pine, his handsome features displaying the poise and composure of an adolescent. Qian Yixiu nodded, "Brother, you also need to rest well. Some matters are not for us to worry about."

The next day, to Qian Yixiu’s surprise, her mother even had Chen Yu accompany her to school. She threatened, "If Xiuer dares to speak with that man, Chen Yu will come back and tell Mother, and Mother will cry for you to see!"

In the face of her mother, she grew strong; not only had her mother become smarter, but she also fired the first shot in protecting her children.

Qian Yixiu hurriedly nodded her agreement.

As they passed by the Linxiang Courtyard, they could see from afar Prince Consort Pan waiting eagerly at the gate, his long hair and the hem of his white attire fluttering in the morning breeze. Seeing Qian Yixiu approaching, he walked towards her with a smile, "Heading to school, Xiuer?"

His smile was as warm as the rising sun amidst the morning glow.

As someone who adored looks, Qian Yixiu really wanted to stop and chat with the handsome Prett boy Pan. But glancing at Chen Yu and thinking of her mother’s threat to "cry for you to see," she ignored Prince Consort Pan and walked straight ahead without so much as a glance.

PS: Qing Quan added more.