The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 431 - 253

Seeing Mrs. Xia’s face turn pale repeatedly, Xiao Chunyu laughed!

To put it bluntly, Panpan’s status in the General Mansion is no less than that of her own brother, the legitimate son.

Truly, some people are just foolish. They still can’t see the situation clearly and speak without thinking. It’s really like seeking their own downfall!

Overall, Mrs. Xia’s birthday banquet was still quite successful.

Mrs. Qiu was also very satisfied with Xia Minglang.

However, once she returned to the mansion, what Lord Qiu said made her heart sink to the bottom: Zhao Minglang already has a girl he adores!

So, it was still a step too late.

"Mother, what do you think?"

Qiu Yan was eager to know her parents’ opinions on Zhao Minglang.

"Girl, you were just a bit unlucky."

Then he explained that Zhao Minglang himself had said he already had someone in mind, and Qiu Yan...

"It doesn’t matter, it’s just that your daughter is not fortunate."

See, reality is just this cruel.

The one who fancies you, you don’t fancy him; the one you fancy, doesn’t fancy you.

So, to find someone who is truly compatible to spend a lifetime with, what a great fortune that would be.

She then recalled her mother’s words: Most marriages in this world are about matching social statuses, family alliances; where is there so much love at first sight and lifelong promises? It’s just a matter of turning a blind eye, and as life goes on, so do the days; once you have children, you can foresee the end of the days. There’s no longer much thought or anxiety.

Qiu Yan returned to her boudoir, sat by the window, holding that bottle of medicine, thinking of that gentle, jade-like person, her heart ached sharply!

Oh heavens, if you won’t let it happen, why make me meet him?

Isn’t this deliberately making people uneasy?

If it’s not him, who else would I marry?

Growing up, for the first time, I’ve been stirred by a man, yet there won’t be a next time.

Maybe I just won’t marry!

Thinking more, tears began to flow "whoosh-whoosh" down.

"Miss..."

Xing’er was startled and quickly stepped forward to inquire: "Miss, are you feeling unwell, should I call for a doctor?"

"It’s nothing, don’t tell mother." Qiu Yan quickly wiped her tears, turned, and pretended to be fierce: "You saw nothing, understood?"

"Miss..."

Xing’er still liked the fierce look of her mistress, but unfortunately, it was all an act.

Miss is truly heartbroken!

Why?

Miss wouldn’t tell her.

As a qualified maid, Xing’er pondered, and then saw that bottle of medicine.

The good news, Miss’s heart has been touched; the bad news, Miss seems to have unrequited love!

The unrequited affection made Miss cry.

Xing’er felt very sorry for her.

Quietly draping a cloak over Miss, offering some refreshments and tea, and discreetly withdrew.

Although Qiu Yan was sorrowful, she wouldn’t let it affect her appetite.

After eating the refreshments, she felt a bit sleepy, then went to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Qiu was still concerned, sending someone to check on her daughter.

"You said Yan’er went to bed early? Fully asleep?"

"Yes, Madam, Xing’er said Miss has been asleep since the hour of Xu."

"Ah, this child really..."

Mrs. Qiu was caught between laughter and tears.

She was worried that her daughter wouldn’t get over it, but in the end, she seemed as if nothing was wrong.

This temperament, she really didn’t know from whom it was inherited.

Of course, this temperament is also quite good.

At least she didn’t go to extremes, which would be embarrassing!

If this doesn’t work out, then find someone else!

But who else could it be?

"Husband, have you looked into this batch of scholars?"

Mrs. Qiu finally had to place her hopes on her husband.

"I’m generally not interested in those people and matters."

He just honestly did his work at the Hanlin Academy, busy when on duty, and leisurely compiling books in his free time, living a rather comfortable life.

The only thing not so comfortable now was his daughter.

Because his wife kept keeping her, she’s already over twenty.

It’s really alarming.

"Husband, when you get appointed to the newly graduated scholars, could you get to know them? We won’t be picky about family background, as long as the person has good character."

Even if it means adding more to the dowry, ensure the daughter’s financial security and lifelong peace.

"Not all new scholars get assigned to the Hanlin Academy, and even if they do, how could they not be married by that age?"

It seems Madam was anxious, trying anything in desperation.

"This can’t be rushed, when the time comes, it will come naturally."

With no other choice, he had to console his wife.

Mrs. Qiu... How could she not be worried, if she doesn’t get married soon, it would really be troublesome!

On the other side, Zhao Minghua returned to the courtyard and saw Zhao Minglang.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Zhao Minglang frowned: "Don’t recognize me?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"I really don’t recognize you a bit? Where is the girl you fancy, my future sister-in-law?"

Zhao Minghua’s gossip flame was burning brightly.

Fortunately, the whole family thought he was naive, knew nothing about affairs between men and women, and wouldn’t notice romantic matters.

Unexpectedly, he already harbored thoughts of love!

"It’s none of your business."

Wow, he really dared to say that.

So, he didn’t want to tell him?

"It seems it really has nothing to do with me." Zhao Minghua looked up at his courtyard: "I bought this courtyard with my own money, when Second Brother becomes the top scholar, won’t the Emperor personally bestow the Champion Scholar Mansion? You can get married there then."

Zhao Minglang frowned, even if he were dull, he got the two meanings in the words: First, Zhao Minglang wouldn’t become the top scholar; without being the top scholar, there would be no mansion; second, this was Younger Third’s own courtyard, not for his wedding.

To get married, he would need to establish his own property.

Zhao Minglang glanced at him, realizing that his brother was meticulous in financial matters.

Just as he thought this, Qingsheng suddenly rushed in.

"Young Master, it’s here, it’s here..."

Too excited to speak coherently.

"What has arrived?" Zhao Minglang seized the chance to retort: "Younger Third, look at your man, he’s supposed to be experienced, yet he’s making such a fuss."

"Young Master, it’s an imperial edict, an imperial edict has arrived."

Qingsheng didn’t care about the Second Young Master, everyone has their own master.

In this life, he just needed to cling tightly to his own Young Master’s thigh.

"Qingsheng, what did you say?"

In broad daylight, talking nonsense?

How could the Zhao family possibly receive an imperial edict?

Even if it were to grant a marriage, wouldn’t that be after the name appears on the honor list?

"Young Master, quickly, prepare the incense table, prepare to receive the decree." "Go prepare." Zhao Minghua nodded: "I’ll go and welcome the eunuch." "Younger Third, what’s going on?"

Zhao Minglang became unsettled, as though the imperial edict was expected by him.

No, this edict, it seems to be for Younger Third.

No way?

Could it be that Younger Third has been chosen as the Prince Consort?

Chun Nuan is such a good sister-in-law, hope Younger Third doesn’t do something foolish?