Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 566 - 290: Agreement_1

Chapter 566: Chapter 290: Agreement_1

Pan Yue nodded and said, "Your sister has woken up, you and Mingming will be able to talk to her now."

Before Jingjing could speak, Mingming ran over frantically and, leaning on the bed, said, "Sister, eat quickly, don’t starve yourself."

Jingjing also came over and said, "Sister is sad and won’t eat, so mother cried." She finished speaking with a sullen look of distress on her face.

Pan Yue nodded and said, "Yes, if mother is sad, she won’t want to eat and will just want to sleep."

Qian Yixiu pinched Mingming’s and Jingjing’s chubby cheeks and smiled at Pan Yue, "I’m not sad; it’s just that I was busy all day today and am tired."

Seeing them lifted Qian Yixiu’s spirits. She pulled out her pocket watch to look at the time—it was almost nine o’clock. At this time, they should have been resting. It seemed they were worried about her and had all come to see her.

She got dressed, and they all headed to the hall, where the maids had already set the round table with food kept warm on the stove.

There was a steamed fish, a plate of tofu skin shrimp rolls, a plate of sweet and sour white radish strips, a bowl of cilantro meatball soup, and a small bowl of rice.

Though the dishes were not gourmet delicacies on jade plates, they were all her favorites. She picked up her bowl and started eating with relish. Mingming also took a few bites, but his wet nurse stopped him, fearing his stomach couldn’t handle it.

Pan Yue’s heart settled once her daughter had eaten. Before leaving, she said, "Keep in mind, Xiuxiu, that you must eat on time from now on, so you can grow taller and be ready to marry."

Qian Yixiu nodded with a smile. Her stepmother was becoming clearer to her.

The next day, before dawn broke, Qian Yixiu got up early and waited in the hall. She knew that Father Jiang would surely come by before leaving the house to discuss yesterday’s decisions with her.

She had waited for less than a quarter hour when Qian Manjiang arrived.

He said, "Father knows you are a thoughtful child and came to explain things to clear your mind, so you won’t be troubled."

After the servants withdrew, Qian Manjiang recounted how the three generations of the Liang lineage had visited the previous night and stayed very late, even having dinner at their home. During that time, the Eldest Princess’s grandson, Sir Huang, also known as Huang Jinyu’s father, the Vice Minister of Justice, along with Huang Jinyu, came to the Qian family to apologize and brought gifts...

"...Your grandfather and uncle feel that Old Duke Liang’s analysis is correct. This incident was orchestrated by the Fifth Prince and those families, with the aim of driving a wedge between the Liang and Qian families and forcing our family out of the Capital City. The Liang family has already punished Lady Cui, which not only accounts for our family but also for the future of the Liang Mansion... Your grandfather and uncle will seek an audience with the Emperor and the Empress Dowager today... Then, the Liang family will also take part... Leave this matter to the adults to handle."

Qian Yixiu nodded. With so many people stepping forward and directly appealing to the Heavenly Court, the matter was certain to be settled for her. By settlement, she meant vindication for her. But the real culprits, they would not be punished. Those people had already thought of their way out beforehand.

The analysis of Old Duke Liang was just that, an analysis, lacking evidence. It was one thing to discuss privately, but it was quite another to take it to the Emperor and the Empress Dowager...

Father Jiang sighed deeply and said, "Father will also have a word with Prince Ning... His circumstances are difficult..."

After Qian Manjiang left, Qian Yixiu’s heart sank again. She felt sympathy for the young teenager, who was only thirteen years old. According to Ma Mian’s perspective, Prince Ning would eventually ascend to the highest position. But how many years would that take, and how long would the young boy have to wait?

After all, life is a process. Even if one eventually achieves their goal, if the process is arduous or even painful, it’s all somewhat meaningless.

If only he were her real brother, how good that would be. At least he could live freely and happily, not having to exist in a repressive atmosphere, always on guard...

She wondered whether the Emperor was a bit twisted. No matter how capable he was, he would someday pass away. For his realm to prosper even more, why not cultivate a capable and virtuous person like Prince Ning as his successor, instead of suppressing him? The Fifth Prince lacked virtue, the Sixth Prince lacked talent, so why rely on them...

The Prince Ning Mansion was not luxurious at all. Apart from the large courtyard and decent houses and gardens, the furniture and utensils were all very ordinary. Compared to the wealthy Rongen Earl Mansion, the Eldest Princess Mansion, Liang Mansion, and Pan Mansion, it was much simpler, even compared to their own Qian Mansion’s furnishings.

The quilts on the kang beds and the cushions on the chairs were all somewhat worn, and even the tables, chairs, and cabinets in the main yard were not made from fine materials like purple sandalwood, nanmu, or rosewood, but from the slightly inferior camphorwood.

The best decorative piece was a large jadeite screen carved with dragons in the main hall, which Zhu Sujin said was a gift from the Former Crown Prince and held sentimental value.