Chapter 129 Mistaking Fish Eyes for Pearls

The curtain had already stopped moving, and Xie Lingyun withdrew his gaze.

He opened the letter to his mother, thought for a moment, and rewrote a few words before calling Cang Yi in and handing him the letter.

"Tell someone to spread the news that I'm dead because there are no more herbs available."

Cang Yi nodded, "I know what to do."

He took the letter and left.

As soon as Cang Yi delivered the letter to Marquis Xuanping's mansion, Xie Shuyan rushed over.

He Peilan took the letter and read it countless times.

Seeing her coming, he waved to her and handed the letter to her after she arrived.

Shuyan's eyes were red and she opened her mouth, but still said nothing.

But He Peilan was happy in her heart.

At least Shu Yan wanted to talk.

"Now that the epidemic outside the city has stabilized, Qingyue will be back soon. When the time comes, ask her to come to your house to see you, and you will be able to speak."

Shuyan leaned in her mother's arms, read the letter again, and finally pointed at one of the sentences and asked He Peilan with her eyes.

He Peilan took a look and realized that this sentence meant that they would discuss something after returning to the city.

"It's probably your eldest brother's life event."

Shu Yan suddenly looked up and looked at her in surprise.

Without any words, He Peilan knew what she wanted to ask.

"Mother doesn't know which girl he wants to marry, but she'll find out when he comes back."

Xie Lingyun had a very cold and arrogant personality. Even towards her mother, if it wasn't something that required her involvement, he wouldn't even discuss it with her and would just do it himself.

But he is already this old, and apart from the major events in his life that need to be discussed with her as his mother, He Peilan can no longer think of anything else he can discuss with her.

After Shu Yan left, He Peilan still had the smile on her face.

Jin Yao and Yin Yao were serving on the side and also laughed along with their master.

He Peilan laughed and scolded, "Why are you guys laughing so hard?"

Yin Yao said flatteringly, "When the servants saw the master laughing, they laughed too."

"Then tell me, what am I laughing at?"

Jin Yao continued, "The old lady must have come here for the prince's lifelong event."

He Peilan laughed twice more, "Girl, you've become smarter now. So tell me, which girl does your prince have his eyes on?"

Jin Yao, who had just been praised for her intelligence, couldn't guess the answer, so Yin Yao had to answer.

"I've never heard of the prince being close to any young lady before, nor has he ever mentioned any family. But now he's trying to propose marriage..."

Yin Yao massaged He Peilan's feet with a force that was neither too strong nor too weak, just what her master liked best.

"The prince is now outside the city, staying with Miss Jiang San all day. Apart from Miss San, I really can't think of anyone else."

He Peilan smiled even more happily.

"Yeah, besides Qingyue, I can't think of a third person."

Jin Yao suddenly realized, "Could it be that the person the prince wants to marry is the Third Miss Jiang?"

Yin Yao smiled and said, "Madam and Miss both like the Third Miss so much. It would be great if the Crown Prince really married her and they became a family."

He Peilan was even happier.

"Yes. Qingyue cured the plague outside the city, which is a great achievement. Why not take advantage of that time and ask the emperor to grant us a marriage."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something.

"No, since this is Lingyun's big deal, we have to prepare it early. Yinyao, go and draw up the betrothal gifts and be sure not to neglect Qingyue. Jinyao, come with me to discuss this with the Marquis. The Marquis is on good terms with Lord Su of the Imperial Observatory. Ask Lord Su to choose an auspicious date for Lingyun and Qingyue."

He Peilan couldn't hide her good news, and rushed to Lord Xie's study excitedly.

Unlike her, Lord Xie was holding the letter with a frown on his face and a serious expression.

"My Lord, great joy."

He Peilan was so happy that she didn't see anything else.

Lord Xie rarely saw her so happy, and he became somewhat interested.

"What's the good news?"

She handed the letter to Lord Xie and pointed out that sentence specifically.

"Ling Yun, I want to get married."

Lord Xie's brows raised.

"Oh? Whose daughter is it?"

"Who else could it be? Qingyue, Jiang Qingyue."

The smile on Lord Xie's face gradually cooled.

"Jiang Qingyue?"

He Peilan nodded and said that the two of them lived outside the city, getting along with each other, supporting and caring for each other, and naturally developed feelings for each other.

She said it happily, but when she looked up, she saw that Lord Xie had a slightly gloomy expression.

"My Lord?"

"Have you forgotten that the Jiang family wants to marry Jiang Qingyue to the Seventh Prince as a concubine?"

Speaking of this, He Peilan became angry again.

It was thanks to the Jiang family that she could come up with a solution to let him become a concubine for her brother-in-law.

Her cousin was truly blind, mistaking a fish eye for a pearl, and it hurt like her eyeball. She turned a blind eye to her own daughter who had won credit for the Jiang family, and didn't even ask a question.

Not only that, in the past few days, He Zhiyi has taken his adopted daughter Jiang Guiyu to various houses to attend various banquets, allowing Jiang Guiyu to steal the limelight.

He Zhiyi is so successful that she probably has forgotten that she has a biological daughter who narrowly escaped death outside the city.

"I don't care. You can figure out how to get the Seventh Prince a concubine. I'm determined to have Qingyue as my daughter-in-law."

Regardless of Lord Xie's expression, He Peilan continued, "I only have one son, Lingyun, and you know his temper. If this doesn't work out, I'm afraid he'll find another excuse to go to the border and stay there for years."

When she said this, her eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs.

"You and your son didn't get along in the first place, that's why he didn't want to stay home. If you were married, and there was someone at home who missed you, he wouldn't be gone for two or three years without even a letter in between..."

Speaking of these old things, Lord Xie also felt guilty.

Looking at the contents of the letter, he finally sighed.

"Forget it, I'll figure out a way to deal with this."

He Peilan wiped the corners of her eyes and then walked out.

Yin Yao was waiting outside. Seeing her red eyes, her heart instantly rose.

"Madam, does the Marquis disagree?"

"He dares."

He Peilan was no longer choking with sadness in the study, but now she was full of energy.

"If he doesn't agree, I'll take Shuyan and Lingyun to the border, and he can live alone in this huge mansion."

But she changed the subject and said, "But judging from the Marquis's expression, this should be possible. After all, he is the only son of the Marquis. If he doesn't love his own son, who else can he love?"

She paused. "Go and ask around. Who has Jiang Jiang Guiyu been close to lately? It's almost New Year's Eve, and that idle official's wife is looking for excuses to visit other people. Go and ask who sent the invitation to the Jiang family, and why didn't they invite us to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion?"

"Madam also said that a few days ago, people kept sending visiting invitations to our mansion, but you, old lady, didn't want to go, so you rejected them all."

He Peilan frowned as soon as Yin Yao finished speaking.

"But what a coincidence! The Minister of War, Li Jia, just sent an invitation, and I haven't returned it yet."

He Peilan nodded, "Then accept the invitation and go to the Li family."