Yixiu's Rebirth: Sending Bai Lianhua's Sister to Become a Concubine

In the Fourth Prince's mansion, Li Rongbao was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down.

He had already received news that Hongdaizi Jueluo Zhongzheng had a woman who was about to get married, a princess named Changyue, and his brother had already sent someone to choose the birthdays for the two of them.

On the side, Yinzhen and Yixiu looked at each other, and they both read a kind of envy in each other's eyes. True love is rare.

Folding the handkerchief neatly in her hand, Yixiu said, "Don't worry, Princess Changyue will not marry you."

"Hey, what do you mean?" Li Rongbao approached Yixiu and asked, "Does Fu Jin know something?"

Yinzhen stretched out his hand and moved Li Rongbao's handsome face away.

"I have a cousin on my mother's side, she was born into the Red Belt Jueluo family. Her biological mother passed away early, so she grew up in our family. She occasionally interacted with the Red Belt Jueluo family, so she knew some things."

"This Princess Changyue is now 20 years old. She has not married yet because she has someone in her heart. However, her family dislikes the man's low birth and refuses to agree. Princess Changyue also refuses to marry anyone else. As a result, it has delayed their marriage."

Li Rongbao's brows relaxed, but immediately frowned again: "But even if there is no Princess Changyue, there will be others..."

Yixiu kept silent, unfolded the folded handkerchief again, folded it again, and watched it change.

After a while, Yixiu said, "It's a coincidence. If my cousin and Princess Changyue were to switch their identities, it would be just right."

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How to make the Fucha family accept it, Li Rongbao found an opportunity to let Jinghua send the red ribbon

After returning to the Fucha Mansion, Li Rongbao, contrary to his usual behavior, took the initiative to find Ma Qi and said that he had already learned that Princess Changyue of the Red Belt Juelu was gentle, virtuous, dignified and generous, and was a good match for him.

Ma Qi was surprised and happy and immediately arranged a meeting between the two of them in the garden of Fu Cha Mansion.

Half an hour later, the two men finished their meeting, their faces filled with joy, and they seemed to be particularly fond of each other.

Li Rongbao urged Ma Qi to start preparing for their wedding.

The wedding date of the two was set soon. When Hongdaizi Jueluo's family received the betrothal gift from the Fucha family, Tumen was so happy that he was like a lucky cat and his face was almost frozen with smiles.

In this way, Princess Changyue began to prepare for her marriage.

I don't know who spread the news throughout the capital, but everyone from Emperor Kangxi to the common people in the teahouse knew about it.

Emperor Kangxi, mindful of Ama Tumen's meritorious service, specially ordered the Imperial Household Department to send him a reward.

At the Heshun Teahouse, Wang Jiajinghua was sitting at the counter, listening to the storyteller telling the story of this talented couple.

The Wanghua Tower opposite was still bustling with people. The business exchanges between the two companies had already been put on track, and the rest of the trivial matters no longer required the personal involvement of the two bosses.

As usual, Jinghua was fiddling with her abacus while listening to what was happening inside and outside the teahouse.

But recently, she rarely saw Li Rongbao drinking by the window.

After operating for a long time, Wanghualou and Heshun Teahouse not only did a good business themselves, but also made the whole street lively.

When spring came again, a new cloth shop opened next to Heshun Teahouse. Brightly colored cloths were delivered every day and sold at a higher price.

Inside the Red Belt Jueluo Mansion.

A carriage stopped at the door. They were here to deliver the wedding cloth to Princess Changyue.

Entering the mansion from the side door and turning around the corridor, the servants' whispering voices reached the ears of the cloth shopkeeper.

A maid said, "Our princess's marriage is a big deal, why would she go to a newly opened cloth shop to buy things? If this gets out, won't people laugh at her?"

"Of course it's not possible to wear such an expensive wedding dress. I heard that the princess is afraid of the cold, so even though it's already April, she still wants to bring a hand warmer."

"The big cloth shops in the capital are selling fast. Now they have changed to summer thin styles. Only small cloth shops like this one can still make hand warmers."

In half a month, Changyue will get married.

However, on the second day after the man who delivered the cloth left, Tumen was told that the Changyue man had disappeared.

"What do you mean by 'no human'? Where can they go if they disappear?" Tumen was a little confused.

"Hmm... maybe it turned into a butterfly and flew away?"

The little girl who came to report the news secretly complained in her heart.

When he arrived at Changyue's boudoir, there was a letter on the table. Tu Men read it from top to bottom and from bottom to top, and felt his head buzzing.

Jinghua left a letter saying she was going to elope?

Now that the wedding date is approaching, the Fucha family is at its peak, and they, the Red Belt Jueluo, do not want to make enemies!

Tumen's face turned pale. At this moment, a servant from the mansion came to report that Li Rongbao had arrived.

"Now even the Emperor knows that our two families are going to get married and has specially sent gifts. Even if we, the Fucha family, are willing to bear the bad reputation and cancel the engagement at this time, it is no use."

In the room, Li Rongbao was both heartbroken and sincere to Tumen.

Tumen became increasingly frightened and uneasy.

"Well... I do have an idea." Li Rongbao saw that the time was right and said tentatively. He was now guilty and afraid of being seen through by the other party:

"I originally had a favorite girl named Wang Jiajinghua, who is now the wife of the Fourth Prince, and the cousin of Ulanara Yixiu's maternal grandfather."

"However, her family background is not high, and my eldest brother Ma Qi did not agree to her becoming his wife, so he gave up. Now why not ask her to come and help us out?"

An hour later, Li Rongbao said goodbye and left.

On the second day, news came from the capital that the Hongdaizi Jueluo family had more than one daughter to marry.

In addition to the biological daughter, there is also a daughter named Jinghua, who came to visit the Gioro family when she was young and was quite liked by the wife. She has been adopted as a daughter by the Gioro family.

Tumen was in the mansion, watching the servants preparing a dowry for their newly adopted daughter. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't seem to put his finger on it.

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Good things are happening one after another, even the first snow is joining in the fun.

At the end of November, the capital city welcomed the first snow of this winter, sweeping away the dullness of the 42nd year of Kangxi's reign. Yixiu took Honghui and Nian Shilan to walk in the snow in the yard.

A few days ago, Yixiu and Yinzhen went out of the capital together to provide disaster relief, and Nian Shilan was also taken back to the Nian Mansion.

As a result, the next day after being picked up, Honghui insisted on taking people to the mansion to look for Sister Shilan.

Xiuxia was left in the capital to look after the backyard.

She teased Honghui that if he lived in the girl's house, he would be a live-in son-in-law.

Honghui didn't know what a "son-in-law who lives with you" meant. He climbed up the bookshelf with great effort, took out the change from his purse and counted it, saying, "Do I have to pay for living with you? How much money does it cost per year?"

"No, no." Xiu Xia laughed so hard that she could hardly straighten her back. She bit her handkerchief and waved her hands, saying, "If you come, the Nian Mansion will have to give us some money, hahaha."

When Honghui heard this, his eyes lit up and he insisted on living in the mansion last year. Xiuxia kept evading him for a long time before he reluctantly gave in.

The two little guys were playing in the snow, and Xiuxia told Yixiu about this.

Yixiu was both amused and confused after hearing this. Her son had grown up in luxury, but how could he only care about money?

If Yinzhen knew that his own son was willing to sell himself for a few taels of silver, he would be so angry that he would faint.

The master and servant were chatting and laughing in the yard when Jianqiu came to report that Maertai Ruozhu had arrived and asked the lady to meet him in the main hall.

Ruozhu came to thank Yinzhen and Yixiu.

She said, "I heard that your cousin and I got married in the same month. It is fate. This pair of bracelets was originally a dowry that my mother bought for me. Please accept them on my behalf."

Now, all the noble ladies in the capital city know that Xilin Jueluo has adopted Jinghua as his adopted daughter. Although no one understands why, they are happy to make a new friend.

But someone like Ruozhu must have other purposes for coming.

Her marriage to the Eighth Prince was originally arranged by Yinzhen and Yixiu.

Therefore, before officially entering the mansion, she specifically came to inquire about the Eighth Prince's preferences.

Yixiu didn't know much, so she just talked about some irrelevant things, such as what kind of tea he liked to drink, the fruit from which restaurant he liked to eat, and what kind of music he liked.

But for Ruozhu, it is also a very useful detail.

Ruozhu said: "I didn't expect that the Fourth Lady was so thoughtful and she still remembered the preferences of the brothers of the Baylor."

Yixiu looked at Ruozhu and smiled: "Although our Prince Beile and the Eighth Prince are a few years apart in age, they have had a very good relationship since childhood."

"It's fate. The two of you were both raised by the late queen. It's your turn to leave the palace and build your own residence. It's a pity that the court is busy now. It's better to be in the palace when you were young and see each other every day."

"However, now that Miss Ruozhu is getting married, she can come to the backyard often, let them do their work, and we can talk together."

Yixiu felt puzzled by these words. In her impression, in the previous life, Yinzhen's hatred for the Eighth Concubine was even greater than that for Yinsi himself.

Occasionally, she heard Yinzhen scolding Ruozhu, saying that it was Ruozhu who instigated the Eighth Concubine to go astray and not listen to the teachings of him, her fourth brother.

For this reason, Yinzhen even punished Ruozhu with criminal law.

Oh, it's so funny, men are fighting each other, and women are the culprits.

Yixiu suddenly wanted to save Ruozhu's life.

Thinking of this, Yixiu smiled and said, "Now that the Cold Clothes Festival is over, my house is going to hold a banquet. The invitation has been sent to your house. Sister Ruozhu, can you come in a couple of days?"

"Of course I want it." Ruozhu said, "I have a sister named Ruoxi, who just came of age this year. I just want to bring her out to see the world. If Fu Jin doesn't mind her being noisy, I will bring her along."

Yixiu had some impression of Ruoxi. In her previous life, this Miss Ruoxi seemed to be familiar with several princes who participated in the fight for the throne.

The amazing thing is that after the crown prince was deposed for the second time, even though the princes were fighting like black-eyed chickens, Jian Zhi wanted to pounce on them and bite off their ears.

But Ruoxi seems to still have a good relationship with them and has her own abilities.

Yixiu holds banquets to achieve many purposes.

Firstly, they wanted to formally introduce cousin Jinghua to the noble ladies in the capital. Secondly, they had just returned from disaster relief, so naturally they had to reconnect with people in the capital so that everyone would remember their contribution.

"Master, aren't you and Lord Beile supposed to keep a low profile? Why are you holding a banquet?"

After seeing Ruozhu off, Jianqiu stood beside Yixiu and asked questions.

“You have to be low-key before you do something, but you also have to make sure that the contributions you have made after you do it are not forgotten.”

Yixiu pointed to the storeroom and said, "The emperor gave us a lot of gifts this time. If we don't hold a banquet, it would seem a bit impolite."

"Let's organize this banquet well, it can be more lively, there is no need to be so restrained."

The conversation between the master and servant was carried by the autumn wind to Longjing Pavilion.

"What? Yixiu is going to host a grand banquet for all the noble ladies in the capital?"

After hearing the news, Rouze stood up and looked at Mo Yan and said, "You said before that my brother Xinghui also went to the disaster relief? Why didn't he come back with us?"