coobybook Chapter 1111 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (233)
Chapter 1111 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (233)
Chapter 1111 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (two hundred and thirty-three)
At the end of the year, the fine snow fluttered down like goose feathers, covering the capital in a blanket of silver. Qingli and Wei Ying returned to the Duke's Mansion after more than six months of travel.
The palace is decorated with lights and is filled with the festive atmosphere of the New Year.
The Song family had already sent New Year gifts and sent people to guard the Duke's Mansion. After meeting their own young lady, they returned to the mansion to report to Prime Minister Song and Song Lingji.
Qingli looked at the New Year gifts prepared for the Song family, bought a few more things, and added the half-cart of items she had brought back to the New Year gifts. The next day, after a good rest, she and Wei Ying went back to her parents' home. Everyone was so happy to see each other again after such a long separation.
Qingli hugged her nephew who had grown taller. It was true that children grew up fast and looked different every day.
As for her father's urging her to have a baby, she just smiled and said nothing. Her father was the only one who dared to urge her, and no one else would mention it. Her mother-in-law died young, and her father-in-law respected her even more and did not interfere in the couple's affairs. She had only been married for a little over a year, so why was she in such a hurry?
Wei Ying, on the other hand, avoided the topic and simply said that they were still young and had reached the age of thirty, so it wouldn't be too late to wait another five or six years.
Although Prime Minister Song said it was late, he was still satisfied with Wei Ying's attitude.
The family successfully spent a peaceful and harmonious New Year.
The new year quietly arrived. For the past six months or so, Qingli and Wei Ying had stayed away from the court disputes, living as carefree as wild cranes. The open and secret struggles in the palace had not affected them at all.
I still remember that in September last year, news came from the palace that Concubine Jia suddenly fell ill. It was said that she became ill due to overwork day and night while taking care of the sick fifteenth princess.
After that, the palace seemed calm on the surface, but undercurrents were surging. The emperor's attitude towards Concubine Shu became noticeably colder, and he no longer visited Concubine Shu's palace as often as before.
At the beginning of this year, the palace held a banquet. Qingli, dressed in gorgeous attire, went to the palace with Wei Ying to attend the banquet. At the banquet, Qingli saw Concubine Jia, who had just recovered from a serious illness, attending the banquet with the emperor.
However, with her keen observation, Qingli instantly noticed that something was wrong with Concubine Jia. Although her face was carefully made up, it still revealed a hint of sickly paleness, and her gestures seemed a little weak. All signs indicated that Concubine Jia had been poisoned.
Qingli secretly guessed that the person behind this was most likely the Queen or Consort Shu.
But Qingli didn't want to get involved in the complicated court disputes, so she just pretended not to see anything and acted as a bystander.
After returning to the Duke's Mansion, Qingli found herself with a mountain of tasks to attend to. Not only did she have to manage her own business, but she also had to deal with matters both large and small within the Duke's Mansion. Although she had many capable people, there were still some things she couldn't completely ignore. And then there was the matter of managing the interpersonal relationships among the various mansions in the capital, which was also a skill.
After returning for over ten days, various invitations were delivered to the Duke's Mansion every day. She postponed those that could be postponed, but attended those that could not. She also had to stay in touch with the sisters and noble ladies, and exchange information. After finally getting everything sorted out, Qingli discovered that Wei Ying's half-sister, Wei Yan, seemed to be worried.
Normally lively, she had recently seemed to be hesitant to speak, her eyes occasionally revealing a mixture of shyness and sweetness. Qingli was incredibly clever, and she immediately guessed that Wei Yan might have someone she liked.
But Wei Yan didn't say anything, saying that the time was not right.
Qingli complained in her heart, the time is not right, if you don't tell her eldest sister-in-law, then why are you like this? If you want to share, then say it, if not, don't show it.
Before Qingli could find a suitable opportunity to ask Wei Yan's mother Sang who the man was, a shocking case occurred in the capital.
Prince Zhao Yu of Ren was assassinated while traveling, and the news shook the entire capital. Even more surprising to Qingli was that Wei Yan was at the scene of the crime.
When the news reached the Duke's Mansion, Qingli and Wei Ying were playing chess in the main courtyard. Wei Ying stood up suddenly, his brow furrowed. "Why is Wei Yan there? How is Prince Ren?"