Yang Han
Yang Zhihan's eyes were very sharp. If the white woman she had met that day had not been standing next to her, Qin Yuyao would have almost thought that her serious illness was fake.
Walking out of the study, Qin Yuyao said with a gentle smile, "Mother, the prince hasn't dismissed the court yet."
Frowning, Yang Zhiyan looked at Qin Yuyao with even more impatience: "I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for you. You don't have to call me mother, call me Madam Yang."
Seeing that she had no intention of continuing to break into the study, Qin Yuyao curled the corners of her mouth and said obediently: "Madam Yang, I will take you to the flower hall to sit for a while."
After saying that, Qin Yuyao turned around and walked ahead towards the flower hall.
Yang Zhiyan behind him and Yang Han beside him looked at each other and followed.
In the flower hall, Qingyu and Jinyu carefully placed tea in front of the three people, and then led the rest of the servants out of the flower hall.
"I learned from His Majesty that you had returned from the border. I also heard that you were not feeling well. Do you still need a visit from the imperial physician?" Qin Yuyao spoke softly, her eyes sweeping over the woman sitting quietly next to Yang Zhiyan, who had been secretly staring at her since the beginning.
Yang Zhiyan, however, didn't even glance at the tea, her brows growing more impatient. "The girl next to me is Yang Han, an orphan I met at the border. She has a miserable life and has been with me for a long time. I came back this time just to find her a good marriage."
Having said that, Yang Zhiyan looked at Yang Han, her expression softened a lot, even a little loving.
"She's only eighteen this year. After much consideration, I think marrying her to Zhengya is just right. Since you're the legal wife, I think you can make the decision and take a concubine for him."
These words were said lightly, but they left no room for questioning. It was obviously not something he was discussing with Qin Yuyao.
Hearing this, Qin Yuyao lowered her eyes slightly. It seemed that Madam Yang had not spoken out these days just to wait for Luan Zhengya to be away so that she could come and persuade her.
"Mrs. Yang, I'm sorry that I can't comply with your request."
Suddenly, Yang Zhiyan, who had been somewhat gentle, became angry.
"I thought you were a kind person, but it turns out you were just a hypocrite. Zhengya is the Prince of Zhen'an. You can't be the only woman in the mansion. Having more concubines would help expand the family. This matter is settled. You can find a time to arrange their marriage."
The concubine's entry into the palace does need to be arranged by the princess, but Qin Yuyao is not the kind of person who would compromise so much.
She said bluntly, "I respect you as the prince's mother, but Madam Yang, I will not do what you ask. I will tell the prince every word of what I said today. I think the prince's attitude is the same as mine and he will not agree to it."
After hearing this, Yang Zhiyan, who had been about to leave with a solemn promise, paused and squinted her eyes at Qin Yuyao, who was still sitting upright in her chair. It was as if she had only just seen the gentle princess's face clearly today. After all, it was Qin Yuyao who had sent someone to keep them both in the palace that day.
I thought she was a good person, but I didn't expect her to be so sharp-tongued. Yang Zhiyan's face turned pale, but she couldn't say anything.
"If you don't want to, someone else will." After saying that, she pulled Yang Han out of the flower hall. Qin Yuyao didn't give in and watched them leave without saying a word.
She could see that Old Madam Yang had no intention of speaking to anyone in a friendly manner. Her and Luan Zhengya's attitudes were already obvious, and she actually came to her to take the initiative to add people to the prince's courtyard.
Thinking back to the time they had just walked from the study to the conversation in the hall, Qin Yuyao couldn't help but frown at the lingering smell of alcohol in the air. She thought that if a patient was sick, he shouldn't continue drinking.
When Luan Zhengya came back for dinner in the evening, Qin Yuyao told her everything that had happened that day without missing a word.
Hearing this, Luan Zhengya simply placed the prepared soup in front of her and said, "There won't be another woman in the palace. Don't worry about today's matter. I will handle it."
That night, Qin Yuyao heard a commotion in the guest room from the inner courtyard, not knowing what Luan Zhengya had said to Yang Zhiyan.
She hurriedly urged Jin Yu to go and see what was going on, but it was not convenient for her to go and see it directly now.
A moment later, Jin Yu came back trotting, "Princess, the prince wants Madam Yang and Miss Yang Han to leave the house overnight. Madam Yang and the prince had an argument in the guest room just now, and..."
"What else?" Qin Yuyao stood up suddenly and walked towards the courtyard where the guest rooms were.
Jin Yu hurriedly said, "Madam Yang even slapped the prince and said he was unfilial."
When Qin Yuyao arrived, there was no movement in the guest room. However, Luan Zhengya was a little surprised to see her holding up her skirt and panting.
He couldn't help but stride forward and asked with concern, "Why are you here?" Usually at this time, Qin Yuyao would have been reading a book on the couch.
"I heard that the prince was beaten, so I came to take a look." As she said that, Qin Yuyao carefully examined Luan Zhengya's face in the candlelight in the corridor.
Seeing the fingerprints on her left cheek that had not yet disappeared, she immediately pursed her lips and her eyes turned red.
Seeing her like this, Luan Zhengya's heart melted. He held her face and carefully wiped away the tears that had overflowed, coaxing her softly, "Don't cry, don't cry, your crying makes my heart melt. I'm used to it. The slap mark will disappear soon. It's nothing serious."
Qin Yuyao held him tightly and shook her head, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have come to look for Madam Yang today. Blame me."
"Don't blame Yuyao. These are my own decisions. How can I blame you? Just ignore them in the future. They will go back in a few days." Luan Zhengya hugged Qin Yuyao and thought of Yang Zhiyan's affairs, with a dark look in her eyes.
Anyway, he and Yang Zhiyan don't have much mother-son affection, and now it has affected his new life, so don't blame him for being cruel.
If Qin Yuyao was originally thinking about filial piety or reputation, now seeing the obvious marks on Luan Zhengya's face, she would not only be angry, but also would not think about where these two people were driven away by Luan Zhengya.
Watching Qin Yuyao carefully wring out the water and put the warm handkerchief on his face, her eyes were full of cherishment and love.
Luan Zhengya felt warm in her heart, and simply pushed Qin Yuyao back onto the bed. She saw that she reacted in the blink of an eye and her cheeks blushed with embarrassment.
The more he looked at her, the happier he became. He leaned over and kissed her, his hands never stopping, lighting fires everywhere.
The hibiscus tent is warm, the candlelight flickers, and the room is filled with spring love.
The next day, Qin Yuyao looked at Yang Han outside the shop outside the station and frowned slightly. Did this man want to come on his own, or was it Madam Yang's own idea?
Yang Han stared at Qin Yuyao, and without waiting for her to speak, he walked towards her. The shopkeeper and the clerk beside him were a little surprised, but since their boss didn't say anything, they didn't take the initiative to speak.
These days, some of the people who come to see the boss are either high-ranking officials in the court or subordinates of some nobles. If they stop them casually, they will inevitably offend the other party.
Yang Han did not keep the secret. She knew that her current identity made Qin Yuyao wary and need to avoid her.
But she would find it hard to give up just like that.
"Princess, I followed Madam Yang back this time not to enter the palace." Yang Han said, bowing slightly to Qin Yuyao.
As soon as these words were spoken, the clerks and the shopkeeper who were waiting for Qin Yuyao's instructions couldn't help but prick up their ears. Although they knew that there might be some secret behind this matter, people are always curious.
But their hopes were dashed. Qin Yuyao quickly waved her hand, told them to go about their own business, and took Yang Han into the study in the backyard.
The shop's study was only used for checking the account books, so it was a great bargain. However, Yang Han didn't care, and watched Qin Yuyao's eyes clearly filled with suspicion and scrutiny.
Yang Han was about to bow down, but Qin Yuyao held his arm and said, "No need to bow. If you really need anything else, I will help you if I can."
The implication is that if you really have any thoughts about Luan Zhengya or entering Prince Zhen'an's Mansion, then don't blame her for being ruthless.
Thinking about what he had seen and heard about Qin Yuyao during the days he stayed in the mansion with Yang Zhiyan, Yang Han no longer hesitated and told her his thoughts.
"Princess, Madam Yang and I are considered adopted daughters. I was brought here only because I was taking care of the old lady at the border. I can see that the old lady and the prince don't have a good relationship. If you are willing to teach me how to run a cloth shop, I am willing to help you open up channels in the border towns."
After a pause, seeing Qin Yuyao's ambiguous expression, she continued, "More importantly, when I return to the border this time, I will find a way to prevent the old lady from coming to Shengjing in the future."
Qin Yuyao remained silent for a long time. Yang Han felt uneasy, thinking over and over again about where he had said the wrong thing.
While she was thinking about it, Qin Yuyao shook her head and smiled: "I don't need to intervene in Madam Yang's affairs. The prince will naturally handle it. If Miss Yang Han uses the old lady's affairs as a threat and wants me to send you to the border to open a shop for free, you are thinking too much."
Suddenly, Yang Han's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but look up at Qin Yuyao: "Is the princess really so stingy? It seems that the princess would rather I stay in Shengjing. What will happen if the rumors about the prince's romantic affairs spread in the future?"
However, Yang Han's method of provoking Qin Yuyao failed. Not only was she not angry, she also did not agree to her original request.
Instead, he inexplicably asked about matters at the border, such as the population of the city, the life of women, etc.
She even asked in detail about whether there were any academies in the city, whether there were any wastelands being mined, etc. Gradually, Yang Han was surprised that she could ask so many questions, just like the local county magistrate. The Princess of Zhen'an was actually acting in such a unique way.
Although he didn't know Qin Yuyao's final thoughts, for the sake of the little desire in his heart, Yang Han answered all of them seriously.
Qin Yuyao pondered for a moment, occasionally looking at Yang Han. Although she still looked the same as when she came in to talk, she now seemed to have given up hope.
She couldn't help but say, "If I tell you that I'll give you some people to take to the border, but you need to promote the use of looms and find craftsmen to build a loom workshop locally. It would be best if you could also run an embroidery workshop yourself. Would you be willing?"
After hearing what she said, Yang Han couldn't help but widen his eyes. He thought his plan had failed, but he didn't expect that the situation would turn out to be even better than his original idea.
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