Jiang Yanwan is now of marriageable age, but neither Consort Ning nor Prince Jing has brought it up, so the Jiang family can't bring it up either.

But women can't afford to waste time.

Lin said, "After I enter the palace at the end of the year, I will talk to the Imperial Concubine and put the marriage on the agenda."

Jiang Yanwan was overjoyed, but said, "Yanwan wants to spend a few more years with my parents."

Madam Lin felt sorry for her, as she was even more sensible than before. "Although there are often women around Prince Jing, not just anyone can dream of becoming the Princess Consort. You don't need to bother with those women. Once the Prince's novelty wears off, they'll be out of the picture."

Jiang Yanwan nodded.

Jiang Zhenlin felt uneasy when he thought about how Zhao Yan had repeatedly referred to Qingwan as "Miss Qingwan" yesterday, but he didn't want to disappoint his mother and older sister, so he kept quiet.

Before long, a gatekeeper came to report, "Madam, Prince Jing has bestowed two boxes of gifts upon you."

A box of rouge and face powder, a box of women's fox fur coats, all kinds of colors.

Xia Yan said excitedly, "It must have been given to Miss by the Prince."

Madam Lin smiled as well, "Yes. When the Prince was in the capital, he always thought of Yan Wan every year-end."

Jiang Zhenlin had no doubts. "Of course, things given to my elder sister should be registered, sealed in boxes, and delivered in a grand manner. Items given casually are hardly worthy of her."

This was clearly referring to the Prince Jing's recent reward to Lin Qingwan. Now, let's see what the people below can say!

Jiang Yanwan's eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy.

Lin led the way out, while Jiang Yanwan, though blushing, walked faster than anyone else.

She knew the prince had her in his heart. Regardless of whether she was of the Jiang family bloodline or not, as long as her parents recognized her, the prince would definitely marry her as his concubine! Even if Lin Qingwan was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family, once she married into the royal family, she would still be inferior to her!

With this thought, Jiang Yanwan's unhappiness caused by Lin Qingwan in recent days vanished instantly.

The two large trunks were placed conspicuously in the front hall, and the servants in the courtyard would all bow and congratulate Jiang Yanwan when they saw her, making it quite a lively scene.

Madam Lin had Qin Ma give a packet of silver to the head steward of the Prince's mansion, saying, "Thank you for your trouble."

"Madam Jiang, I am acting under orders." The steward casually tucked the silver pouch into his robes, looked around but didn't see Lin Qingwan, and frowned.

Jiang Yanwan stepped forward at this moment, "Please trouble the steward to thank the prince for his concern on my behalf."

As soon as Jiang Yanwan entered, she saw that the top fox fur coat was begonia red. Thinking of Prince Jing's dashing appearance, she couldn't help but feel her heart flutter.

The steward was taken aback, then a cold smile crept across his face as he said without any mercy, "Miss has misunderstood."

"This is from the Prince to Miss Qingwan."