In the Mansion of Marquis Xingyuan, corridors and gardens are intertwined, and spring has quietly bloomed in every corner. Among the tender green branches and leaves, flowers are in bud, full of vitality.

Passing through this spring scenery, in the Prajna Hall, Jiang Shuxiu greeted Hong Yingrong in a dignified and elegant manner.

"Mother, your daughter-in-law is going to the antique shop opened by your husband in the West Market to pick out some porcelain." Jiang Shuxiu said politely.

Hong Yingrong looked at her daughter-in-law with gentle eyes. Seeing that she was well prepared and that the accompanying maids and servants had been properly arranged, she nodded and agreed: "Everything is ready, then go. You don't need to report to me every time you go out in the future."

Jiang Shuxiu smiled slightly and agreed softly, then heard Hong Yingrong add, "When you pass by Liuxinju, bring me some Yanjin crabapple fruit. I haven't tasted it for a long time, and I miss the taste a little."

"Yes, mother." Jiang Shuxiu responded softly, having already made a note of this matter in her heart.

Then, she slowly walked out of the Prajna Hall and came to the front gate, where an exquisite carriage was parked quietly waiting.

Mother Zhou stood beside the carriage, holding a veil, ready to leave the house with the carriage.

Jiang Shuxiu climbed onto the carriage gently, the curtain dropped, and Ruier took the veil and got on board.

Mother Zhou, two maids, and two doormen who knew some fighting skills followed the carriage. The carriage slowly drove out of the Xingyuan Marquis Mansion and headed towards the West Market.

In the quiet atmosphere of the Prajna Hall, Nanny Zhao gently massaged the shoulders of old lady Hong Yingrong, trying to relieve her fatigue.

Hong Yingrong frowned, revealing her inner worry.

"If Shuxiu goes to Zhenbaozhai, she might run into that servant." She said softly, with a hint of uneasiness in her tone.

Nanny Zhao was also lost in thought. She frowned and spoke slowly, "I heard from Zhao Bai that the child was just doing odd jobs at the counter, and the prince never went there again. Maybe he really felt sorry for the child and brought him back to give him a chance to make a living."

Hong Yingrong took a deep breath, pondered for a moment and said, "Let's leave it at this for now." Her words revealed helplessness and compromise.

At this moment, Jiang Shuxiu had already left the house and had a chance to relax for a while.

Hong Yingrong's thoughts drifted to her three sons again - the eldest son was out socializing all day, and no one knew what he was busy with?

The second son, Xue Zhongfu, works in the Ministry of Works and is currently supervising the construction of the Wanshou Palace; the youngest son is studying hard at the Imperial College.

If the eldest daughter Xue Huichun were in the mansion, perhaps it would add some liveliness to this quiet mansion.

However, this troublesome daughter insisted on returning to Baiyun Temple to practice.

Hong Yingrong originally planned to withdraw her daughter's name card for secular practice, but faced with her daughter's persistence and stubbornness, she could only let her daughter do as she pleased.

Now, the only one left in the entire mansion was Xue Shanqiu, the youngest daughter from Fanghua Garden.

Thinking of this, Hong Yingrong stood up and said, "Ah Zhao, let's go to Fanghua Garden to see Qiu'er."

"It's the old lady." Nanny Zhao said as she helped Hong Yingrong up and went to Fanghua Garden.

Hong Yingrong and Nanny Zhao walked through the exquisite corridors of the Xingyuan Marquis Mansion, heading towards Fanghua Garden.

The spring sunshine shines through the hollow window lattices, dappling onto the bluestone slabs. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. Every corner of the mansion reveals the tranquility of time and the luxurious calmness.

Before anyone arrived, they could already hear the pleasant and melodious sound of the piano.

In Fanghua Garden, the youngest daughter, Xue Shanqiu, was in the flower hall under the corridor, her bare hands gently stroking. Seeing her mother coming, she stood up lightly and bowed gently, "Mother, I wish you all the best."

Hong Yingrong looked at her daughter lovingly. "Are you practicing the opening song for the Peach Blossom Banquet in the palace?"

Every year, Empress Dowager Lu Fengqing would hold a grand Four Seasons Banquet in the Luanfeng Pavilion in the palace.

At the banquet, the noble ladies of the capital would show off their talents, using poetry, rituals and music to liven up the atmosphere, showcasing the talent and charm of aristocratic women.

Among the many parts of this banquet, the most eye-catching one was the opening piano performance.

This important task always fell on Xue Shanqiu.

Xue Shanqiu smiled and nodded, then replied softly, "That's right. My daughter has prepared a new piece of music, 'Peach Blossom Song', for this year's Peach Blossom Banquet. She wants to use the music to evoke the splendor of peach blossoms in full bloom, adding a touch of elegance to the banquet."

Upon hearing this, Hong Yingrong's eyes flashed with admiration: "Mother just listened to a passage. The music was as melodious as a flowing spring. Qiu'er's piano skills have really improved a lot."

Zhao Ma Ma also smiled and agreed: "Old Madam is right. Fifth Miss's zither skills are unparalleled in the capital. Every banquet she attends is always refreshing."

Xue Shanqiu felt a little embarrassed by the praise. She lowered her head slightly, a blush on her face. "Mother and Madam, you are too kind. I just did my best and didn't want to disappoint the Queen Mother."

Hong Yingrong took her daughter's hand and asked her to sit down next to her. She reminded her with concern: "Composing music and practicing the piano is important, but you should also take care of your health and not overwork yourself."

Xue Shanqiu coquettishly snuggled into Hong Yingrong's arms, her voice soft and sweet: "My daughter has remembered everything."

The years in Fanghua Garden were peaceful and quiet, but Mother Han, who served in the outer courtyard, was so anxious that she was running around like a headless fly.

She first went to the Prajna Hall and asked the maid Hanqiao. She learned that the old lady and Zhao Ma Ma had gone to Fanghua Garden, so she quickly turned around and came back without even taking a look at the beautiful scenery in the garden along the way.

At this moment, in Fanghua Garden, the old lady and the fifth girl were immersed in a heartwarming mother-daughter conversation, full of laughter and deep affection.

Mother Han, the old woman from the outer courtyard, felt caught in a dilemma for a moment and did not dare to disturb this beautiful scene.

She was extremely anxious, but didn't know what to do.

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