When the carriage arrived at the alley, Du Qinglan was standing at the door, looking around nervously.
Da Meng knew she was afraid he wouldn't come.
How can this insecure girl manage without a man by her side?
As soon as the carriage came to a stop, he quickly got off and helped her into the carriage.
"How long have you been waiting here?"
"It hasn't been long, and I just wanted to see you."
Du Qinglan was naturally charming, and in order to appear more composed and detached, she wore a starlight blue brocade cloak, which did not conceal her youthful temperament.
"Brother Da Meng, do you think I'm dressed appropriately to meet your family?"
"It suits you perfectly. Lan'er looks good in anything, but she looks especially beautiful today." Da Meng's words were as sweet as honey.
“I never dared to dream of such beautiful clothes before. You gave me so much money, and now I can finally buy decent clothes.”
"You can wear whatever looks good from now on," Da Meng said.
The Qiao family had no shortage of money; they employed a large number of servants, so the Qiao family hardly had to worry about anything.
Once Du Qinglan married into the family, she lived a life of luxury and comfort, and there was no need for her to work hard doing needlework.
The carriage stopped in front of the Qiao family's gate, and the servants immediately led it away to settle in.
Qiao Dameng and Du Qinglan stepped into the Qiao family's gate together.
Du Qinglan looked a little nervous, and Qiao Dameng quietly squeezed her fingers to calm her down a bit.
The Qiao family members were all in the East Warm Pavilion, and their laughter and conversation could be heard from inside from time to time, making them feel very relaxed and at ease.
Du Qinglan paused, a genuine sense of melancholy creeping onto her face, as she recalled how lonely and helpless she had been for so many years.
"Lan'er, this will be your home from now on, and everyone will be here with you," Qiao Dameng said gently.
Du Qinglan's eyelashes fluttered, and she nodded slightly.
Upon entering the East Warm Pavilion, the Qiao family's gazes all focused on Du Qinglan.
Although Qiao Dameng said she was a beautiful girl, the Qiao family was still somewhat surprised when they saw her in person.
Because this girl was even more beautiful than many other beautiful women, and her slender figure inexplicably evoked feelings of pity in people.
Du Qinglan greeted everyone with a formal greeting: "Qinglan has no parents and has come alone without permission. I apologize for this, uncles and aunts."
Yes, when a man and a woman get married, the parents and a matchmaker meet to discuss all the etiquette and procedures. Even if the bride and groom know each other, the daughter's family cannot step into the groom's house before the wedding.
“Child, although our Qiao family follows the rules, we are also open-minded. We know you are an only child, so we wouldn’t be so particular about those things. Wouldn’t this be making things difficult for you? Please sit down.”
Madam Lü pulled the person to her side, made her sit in a chair, and looked her up and down carefully.
“You’re too thin. It breaks my heart to see you like this. You always eat alone, which isn’t very appetizing. You can come to our Qiao family’s house to eat anytime from now on. Look how happy and harmonious the whole family is. Everyone’s appetite has improved a lot.”
A complex emotion flashed across Du Qinglan's eyes. That person loved her small feet and slender waist and wouldn't allow her to gain even a little weight, so she hardly ate anything for dinner. But this family only cared about whether she was full and comfortable.
Seeing the concern and affection on the faces of the Qiao family members, she felt confused and at a loss for what to do.
She had never been surrounded by such an environment before, making her feel as if she were dreaming.
"Qinglan, try this. This is a lychee that only the emperor can eat. It is not produced in large quantities. Apart from the emperor, only the Qiao family eats it."
Feng personally peeled a few lychees for Du Qinglan.
Du Qinglan took the food and ate it. Her eyelashes looked a little damp and misty. In that instant, she didn't know if she was acting or if she was genuinely moved.
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