There were no patterns embroidered on the handkerchief, but the character 'sheng' was embroidered in the lower right corner.
Yue Rongheng naturally still remembered the eldest daughter of the Left Censorate.
He looked down at the handkerchief for a moment, then slowly folded it and put it into his sleeve before striding forward.
Some distant images flashed through my mind: a five- or six-year-old girl, her face adorned with delicate features, wearing a bright red new dress, calling out to him softly and sweetly under a maple tree in the depths of winter, "Fifth Brother."
Yue Rongheng was the fifth son of Emperor Hui, who did not have many children.
At that time, Empress Duanxian was very fond of the youngest daughter of the Left Censor-in-Chief's family, and would summon her to the palace from time to time.
Those memories seem so distant.
She had accidentally bumped into him earlier, and Yue Rongheng was still unsure at first glance, but when he saw the character 'Sheng' on the handkerchief, he was certain.
The woman was indeed Qin Sheng.
But he remembered that she was already married.
After Empress Dowager Duanxian's death, the marriage agreement between the two, which was just a joke, was naturally null and void. Since he didn't mention it, the Qin family naturally didn't dare to bring it up either.
At the time, the Earl of Pingyin was getting married, and Yue Rongheng was busy dealing with the snow disaster in the north. He did not go to the Yin residence in person, but sent a gift over.
Unexpectedly, the man married by the Earl of Pingyin, Yin Wenxiao, was actually Qin Sheng.
The carriage began to turn with a rumble.
Yunyin asked from outside, "Master, shall we go to the palace or return to the Prince's residence?"
After a long pause, the master replied, "Go to the Princess's place. Hasn't the Princess been feeling unwell these past few days?"
"..."
Yunyin rolled her eyes discreetly from outside the car.
I was thinking that Princess Wenhua's poor health was all because of you. We sent you so many portraits of girls to look at, hoping you would get married soon, but you burned them all.
Princess Wenhua was Emperor Hui's eldest daughter. Although they were not born of the same mother, she took special care of both the late emperor and her younger brother Yue Rongheng when they were young.
Later, after the death of her husband, Princess Wenhua was schemed against by her husband's family, who wanted to use her only daughter's marriage as a bargaining chip. In a fit of anger, Princess Wenhua moved out of her husband's family with her daughter and moved into the Princess's Mansion.
With Regent Yue Rongheng keeping them in check over the years, Princess Wenhua's in-laws have dared not act recklessly.
Inside the princess's residence.
Princess Wenhua was carefully examining the portraits that had been collected, one by one.
After looking at them all, she thought they were all quite good, so she asked the old nanny Wen beside her, "Can you help me take a look? I'm so overwhelmed by all the choices."
There are at least a dozen portraits on the table.
These young ladies were carefully selected based on their looks, talents, and character.
Granny Wen smiled and said, "These young ladies are excellent in every way, but even if they are excellent, they still need His Highness's favor, right?"
Princess Wenhua snorted: "What does he like? Who knows what kind of person he likes? I've been worrying myself sick over his marriage these past few years, and he's twenty-four and not in a hurry at all."
What man is 24 and still not married?
His peers' children are already in school!
But now, Ah Heng---
The emperor was young, and many decisions regarding state affairs were made by the regent. The regent was ruthless and decisive, and although no one dared to disrespect him openly, the things he said in private were not pleasant.
Princess Wenhua was concerned about his marriage because she wanted him to get married and have a child as soon as possible, so that he could devote half of his heart to his wife and children. With a wife and children, he would always think more carefully before doing things.
Given his current state, Princess Wenhua is truly afraid that one day...
The more I think about it, the more worried I get.
...
Yue Rongheng came and went without being announced. He simply stood at a distance and glanced at Princess Wenhua.
He knew perfectly well that his elder sister was just faking illness.
He knew his elder sister was worried about his marriage, but he really had no plans to get married and have children at the moment.
After taking a quick look from afar and confirming that his elder sister was alright, Yue Rongheng returned home.
Before leaving, he ordered everyone in the manor not to tell the princess that he had been there, and warned anyone who dared to say a word to watch their tongue.
After returning to the manor, Yunyin noticed that he was in a bad mood and didn't dare to say a word, standing guard at the door.
He originally wanted to ask if he should return the handkerchief he found today to the girl privately.
But the master didn't mention it, I wonder if he forgot.
Yue Rongheng has not forgotten.
He took out the handkerchief, laid it flat on the table, and looked down at the character 'sheng'.
He taught her to write this character when she was little. The little girl held the pen in a proper way, but the characters she wrote were like a dog's scratch.
Yue Rongsheng couldn't bear to look at it, feeling that her handwriting was a disgrace to Lord Qin.
So the little boy, with a stern face, taught her to write her name stroke by stroke, and wouldn't let her eat if she didn't write it well.
In my memory, she was a beautiful little girl with a round face, like a doll in a New Year's painting. I never imagined she would be married now.
Yue Rongheng put away the handkerchief, raised his hand to rub his brow, and sighed deeply. Did this mean he was getting old?
...
It was almost evening when we got back to the mansion.
After changing her clothes, Qin Sheng sat by the window reading a book. Soft sunlight shone in from outside, falling on one of her shoulders, creating a hazy and elegant effect.
Life seemed to continue as before.
Qin Sheng wakes up naturally every day, takes care of some important matters, goes to pay her respects to Old Madam Yin, and then returns to her own Zhefang Courtyard to read or write, living a carefree and contented life.
During this time, the Yin sisters, Yin Rusi and Yin Ruwu, also came over to talk to Qin Sheng.
My two cousins, one thirteen and the other fifteen, are both of marriageable age.
The second wife's intention is to find marriage partners for her two daughters in the capital, and she has been looking at several options these past few days.
The two younger cousins were confined to the house to learn embroidery. Occasionally, when they got tired, they would come to Qin Sheng's place to talk and chat with her.
It rained outside that day.
The sound of rain was incessant and irritating.
Qin Sheng sat upright by the window, seemingly unaffected by the autumn rain, and picked up his pen to write.
Jade brought in some snacks and glanced at the words on the paper.
The lady wrote: "The night sky is as cool as water, I lie watching the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl stars."
Emerald and Qiao'er entered the Qin family mansion when they were young. Most of the servants in the mansion could read, but she did not know the meaning of this poem.
Setting down the pastries, Emerald smiled and said, "Madam's handwriting is so beautiful. I also saw Miss Rusi and Miss Ruwu writing very well the other day."
Their wife comes from a scholarly family and has had beautiful handwriting since childhood.
The two young ladies from the second master's family also write beautifully, and they are gentle and kind. They don't look down on the servants at all. Miss Rusi even taught Emerald to write that day, so Emerald has a particularly good impression of the two young ladies.
Qin Sheng washed and dried her hands, and saw that Emerald brought in a plate of cloud-shaped cakes. These were made by Granny Fu, who had come with her as part of her dowry.
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