"This is my daughter?" Madam Meng was shocked. The one who answered her was not her husband and eldest son, who were equally shocked, but Meng Youchuan, who was smiling.
"Mother, isn't this my little sister? As expected of my little sister, she's just as beautiful as me, haha!"
"..."
Awakened by her boastful youngest son/brother, Madam Meng came to her senses. She rolled her eyes at her narcissistic son. He truly had no self-awareness. Before Xian'er got married, he was indeed conceivable, but today, if he hadn't come out first, she would have forgotten about him a long time ago.
"Mother, Father." Qingyin stepped forward, her eyes glistening with tears.
Madam Meng looked at her youngest daughter, whose features were vaguely familiar yet breathtakingly beautiful. Her heart ached with tears. She hugged Qingyin tightly and said, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. Don't be afraid, Xian'er. Your mother will take care of you for the rest of your life."
Seeing his wife steal his lines to comfort their youngest daughter, the Duke of Pei helplessly stepped aside, patted his daughter's head, and said, "It's alright, let's go inside and talk."
"Don't be sad, little sister. That prince is not good to you. Sister-in-law, go and beat him up with sticks!" Mu Wanying squeezed to the other side of Qingyin.
Meng Rongxuan looked helplessly at Qingyin, who was surrounded and couldn't get close to her. He and his younger brother exchanged glances, and their eyes met those of the big-eyed baby in Meng Youchuan's arms. His eyes lit up. If he couldn't get his sister, he could at least get his nephew!
In the end, everyone except Meng Youchuan, who got nothing, gained a rare moment of happiness.
Madam Meng cleaned her youngest daughter's room spotlessly every day. The courtyard where Qingyin moved back was naturally her original courtyard. Looking at the clean and tidy room that was exactly the same as in her memory, Qingyin couldn't help but sigh at Madam Meng's love for the original owner.
"Mother!" Qingyin hugged Madam Meng tightly, burying her face in her arms.
"Oh, silly child, it's a blessing to be back, but we can't let that blessing go to waste by crying." Madam Meng looked tenderly at the coquettish Qingyin, her eyes full of love for her daughter.
The Duke of Pei cleared his throat and said, "Xian'er, there are no outsiders here. Your father wants to ask you what exactly happened between you and the Emperor!"
Madam Meng asked in confusion, "How did Xian'er get involved with the Emperor?"
Qingyin released her mother and calmly said, "Mother, Father, I won't hide it from you anymore. The Emperor says he wants to marry me as his concubine."
Apart from the Duke of Pei, who already had his suspicions, everyone else was stunned. Although his younger sister/daughter was indeed incredibly beautiful, she was the Emperor's sister-in-law.
Madam Meng looked worried, knowing how much her daughter had loved Prince Guo: "Xian'er, did you do this willingly?"
Qingyin felt a warmth in her heart and smiled gently, saying, "Mother, Father, I did it willingly. My fate with Prince Guo was ultimately forced and could not end well." As she said this, tears welled up in Qingyin's eyes.
Seeing Qingyin's sadness, the Meng Rongxuan brothers wished they could put Prince Guo in a black bag and beat him up right now.
The others didn't want to ask Qingyin about her sad story anymore, so they awkwardly changed the subject.
Meng Youchuan grinned foolishly: "Little sister, let your second brother take you to fly a kite tomorrow. The wind is strong these days, it's sure to fly high!"
"..."
Madam Meng rolled her eyes at her youngest son and said with a smile, "Xian'er, Che'er is eating complementary food now, right? What does he like to eat? Mother will have the chefs in the kitchen prepare it for him."
Meng Youchuan felt wronged after receiving several eye rolls, but he didn't say anything. "Isn't this because my little sister used to love flying kites?"
Qingyin took in their little actions and smiled slightly: "Mother, Che'er isn't a picky eater. He likes all kinds of complementary foods. Just ask the chef to make a few easy-to-digest dishes."
"Good, good, good, our Che'er is such a good baby, much better than your uncles. He won't eat anything you make, so cute." Madam Meng hugged and kissed little Yuan Che again.
The two, embarrassed by their mother's revelation, helplessly rubbed their noses. They couldn't very well argue with their mother.
Since Qingyin told her biological parents the truth, the Duke of Pei and Lady Meng had been prepared, but they did not expect that day to come so soon.
The Duke of Pei looked at the familiar eunuch before him, and the imperial decree that Qingyin had returned less than three days ago, and paused in silence for a moment.
Su Peisheng remained calm and composed, showing no anger at being slighted. He knew the power of Miss Meng's face; hadn't he easily fallen for it himself?
"Please wait a moment, Eunuch Su, I will call my daughter out right away."
Su Peisheng said with a smile, "You're too kind, Duke of Pei. Miss Meng is all you need to do."
Watching the departing eunuch who had gone to inform Miss Meng, Su Peisheng's eyes also held a hint of rare joy. Compared to Yongzheng, who saw Qingyin almost every day, he hadn't seen Qingyin for a whole month.
As he eagerly awaited, Qingyin finally arrived.
Miss Meng, no, Consort Xian has become even more beautiful. Perhaps it's because she left Prince Guo, who had saddened her.
He read the imperial edict in his hand with a bitter expression: "By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Meng Jingxian, daughter of the Duke of Pei, is virtuous and wise, gentle in nature, diligent and obedient, and elegant in demeanor... I am delighted to see her and hereby bestow upon her the title of Virtuous Noble Consort. Her son, Yuanche, shall be renamed Hongche. This is the decree. Please, Noble Consort, receive this decree."
Qingyin bowed and accepted the imperial decree: "This commoner accepts the decree, long live the Emperor!"
After finishing all this, Su Peisheng was not in a hurry to leave. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please prepare well. His Majesty specifically instructed me to explain that Your Majesty can enter the palace within three days."
"Thank you for the reminder, Eunuch Su." Yulan, Qingyin's subordinate, handed Su Peisheng the gold-embroidered purse she had prepared.
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