Chapter 18: Urging Marriage
After the birthday banquet of the old lady of Marquis Rongchang, Cuique's personal maid died.
"Originally, that maidservant was serving the Crown Prince. She was very smart and clever, but she took her away. I don't know what tricks she used to make the maidservant loyal to her. She even ignored the Crown Prince's words and only listened to her."
The more Wei spent time with Feng Qingsui, the more she complained.
"One time, the prince asked her to send a watermelon over, but she didn't say it was from the prince. I thought it was from that little bitch. She happened to have a stomachache, so she casually said who wants to eat her rotten watermelon and asked her to take it back."
"When I turned around, I was scolded by the prince. He said I was disrespectful and even dared to refuse the watermelon given by His Majesty."
"I just realized that the watermelon was given by His Majesty to the Queen, the Queen gave it to the old lady, and the old lady gave it to the prince. That lowly maid didn't say a word. Wasn't she deliberately trying to make me misunderstand and make me disrespectful?"
"If it weren't for the old lady's birthday banquet being imminent and bloodshed not being tolerated in the mansion, I would have definitely taught that slave a lesson. Unexpectedly, fate had its eyes on her. Just a few days after the birthday banquet, that slave died from eating poisonous mushrooms."
Feng Qingsui was surprised. "Poisonous mushrooms are still being eaten in the Marquis' Mansion? Did something go wrong with the purchase?"
“How could purchasing make such a mistake?”
Wei sneered.
"That slut was greedy and picked mushrooms growing in a flowerpot, thinking they were a delicacy. She ended up poisoning herself to death."
Feng Qingsui's eyes flickered: "So it's all your own fault."
"That's right. Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven."
Wei said this, pinching her waist with both hands.
"I seem to have lost a little weight again."
Feng Qingsui nodded: "I think I've lost two or three pounds. Do you feel more energetic these days?"
"Exactly!" Wei beamed. "Before, I always felt sleepy after eating and was listless all day long. Now I'm so energetic that I don't even dare to take a nap, otherwise I'll fall asleep in the middle of the night."
"As long as you keep doing what I say, you will become slimmer and more energetic."
Feng Qingsui chuckled.
Wei praised her again and again.
After half a month, she had lost nearly 20 kilograms, but she was still reluctant to leave her close friend Feng Qingsui.
"If you're not busy, how about coming to walk with me every day in the future? Or I can go to the Ji Mansion."
Feng Qingsui agreed with a smile.
Only Ji Changqing was puzzled.
"What is Feng's motive for going to the Rongchang Marquis' Mansion every day?"
He couldn't figure it out.
I feel like this woman's thoughts are a hundred times harder to guess than the one sitting on the dragon throne.
"Maybe I just want to make friends."
Baifu said casually.
"Don't women have to have a few close friends? Otherwise, if you keep a lot of things bottled up inside, it will eventually cause problems."
Shi An rolled his eyes at him: "You understand now? There's not even a woman in the room."
Baifu was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his eyebrows raised and he said, "There's no woman in my room, but there is one in yours? Our room is still empty!"
Ji Changqing knocked on the table.
"Why, did I delay your marriage?"
Baifu really wanted to say yes, but after looking at his grandfather's expression, he didn't dare to say anything.
Instead, Shi An said, "Master, we are not in a hurry to get married. But you, isn't it time to find a mistress? Otherwise, one day the emperor will get the urge to marry you..."
It’s fine if you find someone you like, but if you don’t, won’t you become a pair of resentful couple?
Ji Changqing frowned.
This is indeed a problem.
In the past, it was difficult for me to get married because I had to play two roles. Now that my identity is fixed and my life is stable, it is indeed time to put getting married on the agenda.
But when he thought of the "eldest sister-in-law" in the mansion with unclear intentions, he gave up the idea.
"Let's finish the Feng family's business first."
Shi An stopped talking.
What Ji Changqing didn't expect was that the next day, when he was on holiday, he sat down to have dinner with his mother and Feng, and his mother also mentioned his marriage.
"Changqing, do you have a girl you like? If not, I'll receive invitations during the New Year and go out with your sister-in-law to find a suitable girl for you."
The rice in Ji Changqing's bowl suddenly lost its flavor.
"Mom, I'm still young and there's no rush to get married."
"Are you still in a hurry? You'll be twenty-five after the New Year. Men your age already have children in school!"
Qi's face turned stern.
"Before, your eldest brother was away at the war, and his marriage was delayed again and again. You said that since he hadn't gotten married yet, it wasn't your turn. Now your sister-in-law has one, what else can you say?"
Ji Changqing: “…”
"Mom, we've just arrived, so we have to do some research. Otherwise, if we marry someone who's causing trouble for the family, you won't be able to live in peace."
"That's why we need to meet each other."
Qi gave Feng Qingsui a wink.
Feng Qingsui agreed obediently: "Mother, what you said makes sense. I will help Second Master keep an eye on it."
Ji Changqing: “…”
He said with a forced smile, "Then I'll trouble you, sister-in-law."
I want to see what kind of person Feng Qingsui will find for him.
Little did he know that Feng Qingsui had no time to care about his marriage at all.
The workshop managed to make sweaters and down jackets before the first snow. Feng Qingsui contacted the orphanage where he had worked before, and took Wuhua to deliver the clothes.
The former director of the academy had already been transferred to other places, and the current director was transferred from somewhere else last year.
The nannies who originally took care of the children were replaced by a new group of people. The children who stayed in the orphanage with Feng Qingsui were adopted or discharged when they reached the age. Now no one recognizes her.
The warden only thought she was a noble lady who was keen on doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.
"Thank you so much! We were worried about winter, and many children didn't even have cotton clothes. You came to help us in our time of need."
Feng Qingsui responded with a few words with a smile.
The warden was busy accompanying her, and the maids were busy putting sweaters on the children. The account room was empty at this moment.
Wuhua left quietly and went to the account vault according to the location provided by Feng Qingsui.
The adoption account books over the years are kept in the account library and are top secret files of the Salesian Home. Even donors have no right to view them.
Feng Qingsui couldn't get the adoption information of Delphinium openly, so he had to resort to this last resort.
Following the guidance of the director, she visited the Salesian Home's dining hall, dormitory, school, and finally came to the exhibition hall.
"All the paintings, embroidery, and wood carvings here are made by the children of our Salesian Home. The children who leave the home as adults can all learn a skill that is enough to support themselves."
The hospital supervisor introduced.
Feng Qingsui stopped in front of a three-foot square embroidered painting.
The painting depicts a little girl who is squinting her eyes and happily eating glutinous rice cakes. Her face is rosy, as if she had put on rouge.
But she knew that it was not rouge, but redness and swelling caused by the cold.
This is the one embroidered by my sister.
Just as the warden was about to explain, a maid suddenly came forward and whispered something in his ear.
Her face suddenly became tense, and she said to Feng Qingsui, "Sorry, a distinguished person is here to inspect. I'll go and greet him first." Then she quickly left with her people.
Feng Qingsui stared at the painting for a long time. When she heard footsteps again, she turned her head, thinking it was the director of the academy, but saw an unexpected figure.
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