She laughed sarcastically: "Since the master thinks that I am too strict in disciplining a concubine, I don't want to be such a bad person anymore. Let her aunt worry about Qi Niang's affairs in the future. As long as it doesn't affect me, I will just turn a blind eye to it."
Wei Heng's expression changed slightly, and he said, "I haven't said anything yet, why is Madam so angry?"
As he said that, he turned to look at his daughter and said helplessly: "Ran Ran, tell Dad what your seventh sister did wrong, okay?"
"..." Wei Hanzhang was silent. She was very tired today and really didn't want to waste her words, so she said, "Madame Zhou knows the whole story better than my daughter. Why not ask her to tell you?"
After receiving the signal, Nanny Zhou methodically reported to her the arrangements Jiang had made for her after Wei Hansu was picked up from Qixiang Palace yesterday. However, within a day, Jiang had turned a deaf ear to her instructions.
After hearing this, Wei Heng also thought that the concubine was too reckless and disrespectful to her mother, but...
"Qiniang and Ranran are sisters with deep feelings. Knowing that Ranran is here, it is natural for her to want to talk to her." Wei Heng walked a few steps to Jiang's side and sat down. He held his wife's shoulders and said softly, "If you are angry, punish her to write some boudoir rules. It's okay for a girl, but it's not good to punish her corporally like this."
"Master did remind me," Jiang moved aside to avoid his hand and instructed Nanny Zhou, "Go, ask Miss Seven to give the boudoir rules. The girls are to copy them ten times by hand. If they haven't finished copying, they are not allowed to leave the room."
Seeing his wife's undisguised resistance, Wei Heng's hands froze in mid-air. His daughter was watching from the side. He felt a little uncomfortable. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang said, "As for the deep sisterly love, my Ran Ran doesn't deserve it. Everyone knows why she came here so eagerly."
Whenever Jiang thought about the fact that the concubine whom she had always looked down upon was actually thinking of using her power to force the prince of the Duke's Mansion to marry her, she felt disgusted.
Wei Heng was stunned. He had no idea what was going on. He asked, "Aren't you here to see Ran Ran? What else could Qi Niang be here for?"
Jiang turned his head away, unwilling to elaborate with him.
Wei Hanzhang couldn't bear to see his father's words go unanswered, so he simply explained, "Seventh sister is interested in the son of Duke Chen. She came to me the other day and asked me to help her. She wanted me to ask the crown prince to grant her marriage."
"I didn't want to use my power to oppress others, so my mother took her back, wanting to make her learn some rules for a few days so that she wouldn't have that thought." Wei Hanzhang said to Wei Heng, whose face was filled with shock, "Who would have thought that within a day, she heard that I was here, and she disobeyed my mother again and came looking for me."
As he spoke, Wei Hanzhang felt that this concubine's sister was not timid or cautious at all.
Just as Jiang said, her family had gained the title these days, and her status had risen rapidly. No matter where she went, she was highly sought after by noble ladies because of her status as the Crown Princess's sister. This good fortune had made her heart grow.
Wei Heng did not doubt his daughter's words at all. In terms of status or other aspects, there was no need for Ran Ran to deliberately slander her half-sister.
...He never thought that the concubine's daughter, who had always been quiet and demure, would be so willful and ungrateful.
What kind of family is the Duke of Chen's Mansion? It is a super duke's mansion that is inherited from generation to generation.
What kind of talent is Chen Zishu? He is the trusted and beloved minister of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who has been carefully cultivated for many years and has high hopes for him. He is one of the most talented young people in the court and the country, and the dream lover of almost all the noble ladies in the capital.
Is this something a little concubine's daughter could dream of? Wei Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Ran Ran was not coaxed into agreeing to it. If she really forced her concubine's daughter to marry him.
This was not a friendship between two families, but a feud.
By then, I am afraid that there will be strange voices in the court, and Ranran will not be able to get rid of the labels of bullying and arrogance.
And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince might not agree to such an unreasonable request... Even if he agreed for Ranran's sake, he would probably feel a little annoyed with the Wei family.
It will even affect Ranran's importance in His Highness' heart.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened Wei Heng became. His usually gentle eyes flashed with a cold and sharp look. He stood up and said, "I'll go check on her."
"...Mother!" Wei Hanzhang's face changed drastically when he heard the hidden meaning in her words.
"Don't worry, it hasn't come to that yet." Jiang patted her daughter's hand and whispered, "But if she doesn't repent and is obsessed with Prince Chen..."
A look of determination flashed in her eyes, "Even if your father is kind and merciful, your grandfather will not tolerate her."
The Wei family has been passed down for a hundred years, and only this generation has produced a Crown Princess. Even though there are some grudges between her and her family, in the eyes of all the Wei family members, including Wei Ping, they cannot write two Wei characters with one stroke. They absolutely hope that Wei Hanzhang can sit firmly on the throne of Queen, and there cannot be any mistakes on this road.
From then on, Wei Hansu settled down and waited obediently for her family to arrange her marriage, and naturally nothing happened.
If she still wanted to use Wei Hanzhang's identity to get close to Chen Zishu...
"Don't underestimate Qi Niang because she is a defenseless girl. In my opinion, she is obsessed with Master Chen to the point of losing her mind. She is really willing to sacrifice her reputation and reputation to rely on him. Do you think the Duke of Chen will marry her?"
Jiang smiled and said, "They will probably hold their noses and marry her. Of course, they are not worried about the Duke of Wei's Mansion, but they are afraid of your status as the Crown Princess. By then, whether you are willing or not, whether you know it or not, you will become a stepping stone to protect Qi Niang."
"..." Wei Hanzhang pursed his lips and said nothing, his face full of complicated expressions.
...It's really disgusting.
"Don't worry about it. Since your father knows about this matter, it would be best for him to come forward."
Jiang smiled slightly and ordered the meal to be served.
Of course she would not interfere in such matters if she could avoid it. If the person was really to be dealt with later, since death is the end of everything, naturally no one would blame the dead person. Instead, they would think about the things that happened when the person was alive.
By then, everyone will be close relatives, except for her as the legitimate mother, whose status will be awkward. If she is not careful, she will be blamed for not educating her concubine's daughter well and deliberately killing her.
Although Wei Hanzhang didn't know his mother's specific thoughts, he could guess about 80% of them.
He secretly sighed at Jiang's exquisite mind that had been developed after years of immersion in the inner palace. Wei Hansu had already seen through the character of this concubine's daughter after just this one jump and began to predict her ending.
And he distanced himself from it and was unwilling to get involved.
Wei Heng never came back after he left.
The mother and daughter had both lunch and dinner. She sent someone to tell them that she was going to check on Wei Yunpei's homework, and then she had dinner with her son.
After staying in Jiang's courtyard for a day, Wei Hanzhang was able to patiently learn embroidery from her mother and even started to work on a few stitches in a very professional manner.
My chest, which had been heavy since I woke up in the morning, gradually calmed down as I worked on my needlework. However, the calm did not last long, for as it grew darker, I began to feel anxious again.
…She has to go back.
(End of this chapter)