Wen Zhu responded with a smile, his words full of gratitude.
Then she gently withdrew her hand, turned and walked towards the door.
She crossed the courtyard and arrived at the main hall. She bowed deeply to Zhao Manxiang and explained in a steady and sincere tone, "Young Madam, please rest assured. The Crown Prince has just severely reprimanded that young lady and ordered her to write a long list of atonement documents. I can see that she looks extremely depressed, with red and swollen eyes. It's obvious that she truly repents."
"snort!"
Zhao Manxiang sneered and snorted, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes. "I don't believe that the prince would be angry with me for something like this! He has always favored her, how could he make such a fuss over such a small mistake?"
"Even if the prince is interested in her, he won't turn a blind eye to her excessive behavior."
Wen Zhu comforted him gently, "Perhaps it won't be long before the prince finds this inappropriate behavior annoying. Then he will naturally find an opportunity to send this young lady somewhere else. So please don't worry too much, and don't take her words and actions too seriously."
After hearing these words, Zhao Manxiang felt a little relieved, and the resentment and anger in her heart gradually subsided.
So she decided to put aside all the actions she had originally wanted to take and wait and see.
On the 28th day of the lunar year, light snow fell from the sky, adding a festive atmosphere to the capital.
At this time, Ji Changqing and his wife Sheng Shuyao returned to this prosperous place from afar, and went directly to the Duke's Mansion to pay a visit to their elders.
When they stepped into the mansion, it was bustling with activity, and everyone was happily preparing to welcome the New Year.
On the other side, in Xuanhe Courtyard, Wen Zhu was concentrating on playing with the children, with a gentle smile on his face.
When she learned of the arrival of the distinguished guest, in order to avoid unnecessary meetings and possible troubles, she chose to quickly leave the outdoor activity area and go into the house to continue taking good care of the child's daily life.
At the same time, in the hall outside the courtyard, the Duke's wife warmly welcomed her daughter and son-in-law who had come from afar. The three of them sat together and chatted about family matters.
At this moment, Ji Changqing looked at his mother-in-law with joy and said earnestly, "I have good news today, and I want to tell you, mother-in-law."
Upon hearing this, the Duke's wife showed an expression of curiosity and anticipation on her face, and it was obvious that she was very interested in the news from her son-in-law.
"Is Su Yunrong really so popular?"
Su Xiawei looked at her slightly haggard face in the mirror and asked softly.
Her voice was filled with confusion and puzzlement, as if she had deep questions in her heart.
"Yes, very popular. I heard that the youngest daughter of the royal rouge merchant Li family seems to be obsessed with him. She goes to listen to Su Yunrong's opera every day, stuffs money into his hands, and insists on marrying him."
Wen Zhu shook his head slightly and said.
There was helplessness in her tone, as if she didn't understand this fanatical behavior.
"Is she crazy? She is a rich lady after all, how could she fall for a lowly actor?"
Su Xiawei turned her head and asked, with a barely perceptible flash of complex emotions in her eyes.
"I'm not sure, maybe Su Yunrong has some special charm. It's like love at first sight, and you can't help yourself. The Li family gave Su Yunrong trouble because of this, but he said he had someone else in his heart and had no feelings for that girl. So the girl was embarrassed and went home crying."
Wen Zhu sighed and said.
Her words were filled with sympathy and a hint of emotion, as if she was telling a tortuous and moving love story.
"Su Yunrong...he said he already has someone in his heart?"
Su Xiawei's eyelashes trembled a few times, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.
"Yes, he himself came from a humble background, but he had very high standards. I wonder which girl he fell in love with. I guess she's as beautiful as described in the book."
Wen Zhu smiled, trying to ease the heavy atmosphere in the room with a lighthearted tone.
Hearing this, Su Xiawei felt complicated, as if a stone had hit her heart, causing ripples.
Her thoughts became erratic, as if she was in deep conflict.
"Not only the young lady of the Li family, but also several other famous ladies were attracted to him. However, because of their status, they did not dare to pursue him too openly, but they also gave Su Yunrong many good things in private."
Wen Zhu added, as if wanting to further explain the reasons behind this phenomenon.
"Okay, what are you babbling about all day?!"
Thinking of the white jade knot in Su Yunrong's hand that day, Su Xiawei felt irritated and said with some dissatisfaction.
Her eyes became darker, and her words were filled with suppressed emotions.
Wen Zhu immediately shut up and turned his full attention to massaging Su Xiawei's shoulders.
Her technique was delicate and with just the right amount of force, as if she had received special training.
Not long after, Su Xiawei suddenly spoke slowly: "On my birthday, arrange a banquet at Deming Building and invite Su Yunrong to perform for us."
There was an unmistakable determination in her words.
Wen Zhu quickly nodded and agreed, and remembered this important task. He thought about what preparations he needed to make in advance to avoid being in a hurry when the time comes.
"Our Duke's Mansion naturally needs to invite the most popular and famous opera troupe to add some brilliance."
As if she was worried that her decision would be misunderstood, Su Xiawei added a sentence in a firm tone.
"Madam, you are absolutely right. We should invite the most famous artists to perform at your birthday celebration. This will better reflect our family's status and position."
Wen Zhu quickly agreed, and at the same time did not forget to praise the lady's knowledge and taste.
In the afternoon, when Su Xiawei returned to her room to rest for a while, she carefully took out a sachet from the drawer of the bedside table.
Although this small object is not particularly exquisite, its unique hand-made traces show that it was obviously made by a man.
When you open the tightly tied rope at the mouth of the sachet, a unique fresh aroma of a mixture of herbs such as calamus, mint and perilla will emanate from it.
This formula not only lifts the user's spirits, but also helps maintain a happy mood and peace of mind.
Although the note with the words "Lovesickness is hard to describe" that was originally placed in it had been taken out, those four words were still deeply imprinted in Su Xiawei's heart.
The small bag in her hand at this moment seemed to carry infinite emotional weight, which made her involuntarily think of Su Yunrong's affectionate eyes.
Finally, the birthday day arrived. Although Fu Yu was unable to attend the celebration in person due to his busy government affairs, he carefully entrusted the housekeeper Li to deliver a carefully selected gift to Su Xiawei with good wishes. The gift was rich in variety.
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