"Xian'er, your brother has come to pick you up!" Meng Youchuan took the chubby little dumpling Yuan Che from Granny Ma's arms and then took his sweet and soft little sister's hand in his other hand.
"Second Young Master, slow down, slow down," Granny Ma said with a smile, looking at the enthusiastic Meng Youchuan. The Second Young Master is usually a handsome and refined gentleman, but he only becomes a little impatient when it comes to Miss's affairs. Doesn't this just prove that the Second Young Master and Miss have a good relationship?
They knew about the young lady's affair with the emperor, but the second young master and the others didn't. She was even happier to have another person who genuinely cared for her.
Actually, the old woman was mistaken. With Qingyin's stunning beauty, who could be blind enough not to like her?
Qingyin obediently allowed her second brother to pull her into the carriage, and they left in the astonished and dazed eyes of the guards on duty at the Prince's Mansion, leaving only the silhouettes of several magnificent carriages behind.
Meng Youchuan brought ten carriages, eight of which were mainly used to transport the dowry. The remaining carriage was the largest, and it was filled with thick, fluffy fur. The ornaments hanging inside were made of the finest porcelain and plates. It was also equipped with some exquisite water chestnut cakes, red bean cakes, and the like, which were the original owner's favorite foods. Clearly, the Duke of Pei's family doted on their youngest daughter/sister.
Meng Youchuan held his cuddly little nephew in the carriage. "Little Yuanche, do you miss your uncle a lot? Your uncle misses you too."
She kept making funny faces to amuse him, making little Yuan Che laugh heartily, his chubby little arms waving joyfully. Clearly, even the last vestige of his image had vanished in front of Qing Yin.
Qingyin watched as Meng Youchuan, who looked like a celestial being, teased little Yuan Che without restraint, and her lips twitched slightly. Her second brother was truly unrecognizable. Who would have thought that beneath the exterior of a cold and aloof celestial gentleman lived a funny and mischievous man? The women in the capital who admired him should really take a good look at him. She wondered how many girls had their filters shattered.
"Second brother, is eldest brother also at the manor?"
Qingyin asked curiously. In her memory, her elder brother was just like the workaholic Emperor Yongzheng. He used to work until the wee hours of the morning, sometimes not returning home at all. This frightened the usually serious Duke of Pei, who sometimes worried that his eldest son might suddenly die. This busy schedule only improved after he married Mu Wanying, the eldest sister-in-law of General Mu Zhicheng. Although her name sounded like a gentle and refined lady, she was actually a typical female general, wielding two swords with great skill. After seeing her brother's work schedule, she went straight to the Ministry of Works where he worked, forcing her workaholic brother to get his schedule a little more normal. It was a case of one thing subduing another when dealing with her brother's sister-in-law. Her brother, who had never listened to any advice before, had been ridiculed by their father for several days. The relationship between her brother and sister-in-law was actually very good. When she was still a young lady, they already had two sons and a daughter, and were a well-known loving couple in the capital.
Mentioning his elder brother, Meng Youchuan said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Little sister, you have no idea, the day before yesterday, my brother secretly lit a lamp in the middle of the night to read case files, and my sister-in-law gave him a good scolding. Yesterday, she made him squat in a horse stance all night as punishment, and his legs were shaking. She even said he fell down. It's hilarious!"
"If my elder brother hadn't been waiting for you at the manor, my sister-in-law would have made him stand in a horse stance all night as punishment!"
Qingyin nodded, "That's right, eldest brother doesn't take good care of his health, sister-in-law should keep an eye on him."
Thinking of her cheerful and loving sister-in-law, Qingyin's lips curled up slightly. Her sister-in-law had six brothers and she was the only girl. In her own words, no man could compare to a sweet little sister. She loved her sweet and soft little sister!
At the Duke of Pei's mansion, the whole family came out. Madam Meng paced anxiously back and forth at the gate, her eyes filled with joy and worry. She was happy to see her youngest daughter, but also worried about her daughter's future.
With his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, Meng Rongxuan looked at his anxious mother and reassured her, "Mother, don't worry. Youchuan is watching over us on the way. Nothing will happen."
"Sigh, I can't help but feel uneasy until I see Xian'er. That girl always keeps things to herself. I wonder how she is this time!"
The Duke of Pei patted his wife's arm to comfort her, saying, "It's good that our Xian'er is back. Even if she never marries, we can still take good care of her."
“That’s right, Mother. My little sister’s affairs are my affairs. If anyone talks badly about her, I’ll shave their heads and see if they dare to go out then,” Mu Wanying chimed in with concern.
With the concern of several people, Madam Meng felt a little relieved.
"Young Miss, Young Miss is back!" The guards standing guard outside the door shouted excitedly.
Madam Meng also saw a procession of cars emerging in the distance, and she excitedly walked forward.
The carriage has arrived.
Meng Youchuan, who was laughing and joking, stepped down from the carriage first. He was holding a cute, white baby and stepped aside to take the baby. A slender finger, as white and delicate as mutton fat jade, rested on his hand.
Meng Youchuan was already the fairest-skinned person in the Meng family, but the contrast with his snow-white hand created a striking difference in color, which inexplicably aroused a sense of anticipation and longing in the viewer.
A true beauty is perfect in every way.
As the hand reached out, everyone finally saw the figure that had emerged.
There is a rare beauty in the South, whose beauty rivals that of peaches and plums.
Her eyebrows, like distant mountains, were naturally dark without being painted; her lips, like painted sand, were naturally red without being touched up. This was a true depiction of the woman who stepped down from the carriage. Although she was only wearing a simple light blue cheongsam, it suddenly became noble against the backdrop of her naturally sculpted and beautiful face. In ancient times, it was said that Buddha relied on gold plating, but for a stunning beauty, it is the clothes that set her off.
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