Chapter 172 Giving Away Wealth
Madam Yang's face darkened: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Mother, you said this set of jewelry was for your daughter's dowry, but now you're giving it to Qiu Liu. Does she mean she's more important to you than your daughter?"
Madam Yang looked at Fang Rui with disappointment in her eyes: "Rui'er, you have grown up in luxury since childhood, with the best of everything you eat, wear and use. When did you become so short-sighted?"
"My daughter doesn't care about a set of clothes; she just doesn't understand—"
"Enough." Madam Yang interrupted Fang Rui's explanation, her expression weary. "Isn't the fact that Miss Qiu makes me happy enough? Or is it that Mother's feelings don't matter to you at all, and you only care about yourself?"
"I didn't—" Fang Rui felt wronged and embarrassed when Madam Yang said this to Qiu Heng, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
“Madam Yang,” Qiu Heng said, “I won’t bother with jewelry or headdresses. I’ll head back now.”
Madam Yang smiled at Qiu Heng and said gently, "I've spoiled Rui'er, so please don't hold it against her, Miss Qiu. Please accept this set of jewelry; it's just a small token of my appreciation."
Qiu Heng shook her head: "It's really not necessary. It's not appropriate for me to wear such expensive jewelry. If Madam Yang insists on giving it to me, let's do it the same way as last time."
Fang Rui was stunned.
Was there a previous time?
"Alright, Granny Su—"
Granny Su understood and quickly prepared the things, arranging a carriage to send Qiu Heng back to the Yongqing Marquis's residence.
Fang Rui stood by the hanging flower gate, staring at the slowly moving carriage, and clenched her fist tightly.
When Granny Su returned, she saw the situation and gently advised, "Miss, our household doesn't lack these things. Just consider it as the mistress spending money to make herself happy."
"Is it money that I care about?" Fang Rui choked up, feeling a bellyful of grievances with nowhere to vent, "It's my mother's unusual attitude towards Qiu Liu!"
“My dear girl,” sighed Granny Su, “think about how Madam was when the Third Young Master first passed away, and how she is now. It’s more important than anything else for Madam to pull herself together.”
She also wanted to get rid of that weird-looking girl as soon as possible, but that wasn't possible.
"knew."
Fang Rui thought to herself that Su Mama had also been bewitched by Qiu Heng, so there was no way to explain it to her. She turned around and instructed her maid: "Tell your brother to keep an eye on the Yongqing Marquis's residence and see what Qiu Liu does."
Inside Qiansong Hall, a maidservant hurried in to report, "Madam, the Sixth Miss has returned!"
The old lady subconsciously stood up, then sat down again, and said with a stern face, "Let her in."
Soon the thick curtain was lifted, and Qiu Heng walked in carrying a box.
"grandmother."
The old lady glared at Qiu Heng, and seeing that she was alright, she started scolding, "You brat, you still know how to come back!"
These days she lives in constant fear, lest she suddenly receive news from the Prime Minister's residence to collect the body of Sixth Sister.
"The granddaughter knew that her grandmother was thinking about her, so she specifically told Mrs. Yang that she was going home to visit."
The old lady sensed something was wrong: "What do you mean? You're still going to the Prime Minister's residence?"
Qiu Heng nodded.
"Now that you're back, don't go. What kind of behavior is it for an unmarried girl to stay at someone else's house all the time? Have the steward go and tell the Prime Minister's residence later."
“I promised Madam Yang that I would stay with her until the third young master of the Fang family is seventy-seven. Grandmother, you may not know this, but Madam Yang likes me very much. Everyone in her courtyard treats me as an honored guest. I will stay a few more days so that the Prime Minister’s family can get rid of their resentment towards our Earl’s family, and also save everyone from worrying about this every day.”
"It's not so easy to please people. They might like you today but hate you tomorrow. How can you expect to get away with that in the Prime Minister's residence?"
"Grandmother, rest assured, even if Madam Yang dislikes me, the Prime Minister's residence will not make things difficult for me."
The old lady asked impatiently, "Where do you get your confidence from?"
"Xue Han went to the Prime Minister's residence to find me."
"Cough cough cough." The old lady choked on her saliva and coughed repeatedly. Seeing that Qiu Heng showed no embarrassment, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Xue Han for protecting me." Qiu Heng completely ignored the stunned expression on the maid's face in the room. "Granddaughter would like to take this opportunity of returning to thank him in person. Grandmother, could you send someone to deliver a message?"
The old lady took a deep breath, then another, and pointed to the box Qiuheng was holding, asking, "What is this?"
The box looked eerily familiar.
Qiu Heng opened it directly: "Given by Madam Yang."
The sheer amount of gold dazzled everyone once again.
The old lady closed her eyes.
What exactly is the First Madam of the Prime Minister's Mansion plotting?
"Chuncao, arrange for someone to send a message to Lord Xue." The old lady waved her hand weakly.
What's wrong with young people dating? It's better than being plotted against and losing your life.
"Thank you, Grandmother."
"Quickly close the box and take it away."
"Then my granddaughter will return to Lengxiang Residence first." Qiu Heng took a handful of gold beans from the box and scattered them to the maids and servants in the room before leaving gracefully.
The maids and servants who had been stuffed with gold beans stared in disbelief, all looking at the old lady.
The old lady wanted to drag her granddaughter back and give her a good scolding. With a dark face, she warned, "The sixth young lady gave you a gift, so take it. Remember to keep your mouth shut and don't gossip about the sixth young lady."
"yes."
The maids and servants in the room were overjoyed, with only one thought in their minds: the Sixth Miss is as beautiful as a fairy, and anyone who dares to talk about her will have their mouth torn apart!
As Qiu Heng entered Lengxiang Residence, Fang Zhou rushed out and hugged her, exclaiming, "Miss, you're finally back!"
"I have to go to the Prime Minister's residence tomorrow. Tell Granny Yu and the others to come to my room."
Before long, the room was packed with people from Lengxiangju.
Qiu Heng grabbed a handful of golden beans for each person, especially for Granny Yu and Granny Wang.
Granny Yu held the gold beans, her heart trembling: Could it be that the Sixth Miss has caused a huge disaster at the Prime Minister's residence and is returning to give them, who are all in the same boat, a pre-payment of compensation?
"You've all worked so hard while I was away from home. Fangzhou, why don't you go make some red bean cakes?"
Qiu Heng acted as a generous spender for no particular reason; she just thought it must be tough for these people to follow her unconventional ways. Especially Granny Yu, who had visibly lost weight.
"Miss, is there anything else?" Granny Yu asked anxiously.
"That's all. Just remember to keep an eye on the house and make sure it doesn't get robbed," Qiu Heng said casually.
"Don't worry, young lady, we will definitely protect Lengxiang Residence well." Upon hearing this, Granny Yu immediately perked up.
Wang Mama glanced at her sideways, thinking to herself, "This Granny Yu, has she forgotten that she's an outsider?"
Qiu Heng dismissed everyone, rested for a while, and then took several bags of red bean cakes to the teahouse where she had arranged to meet Xue Han.
Xue Han arrived as soon as he received the letter, even before Qiu Heng.
Hu Si and the others were outside the door. When they saw Qiu Heng, they subconsciously raised the corners of their mouths, but quickly suppressed them.
Red bean cake hasn't cleared her name of suspicion as a spy yet, so we can't be nice to her!
"Commander Hu, it's been a long time," Qiu Heng greeted him with a smile.
"Hmm." Hu Si nodded seriously, glancing at Qiu Heng's hand.
Qiu Heng handed over a packet of pastries: "Commander Hu, have a taste. These are red bean cakes that Fangzhou just made."
Hu Si struggled internally, but when he reached for the red bean cake, he looked away with difficulty, his voice rising involuntarily: "No need, I don't like red bean cake!"
He would rather starve or be craving it than eat it!
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