After leaving the Imperial Palace, the Prince couldn’t contain his excitement. Thinking about how his grandson had finally taken a liking to someone, tears of joy nearly flowed from his aged eyes.
"That brat, he finally opened his eyes."
The Prince began with a face full of delight but quickly followed up with a huff: "Liking someone and yet hiding it so sneakily, such an unfilial act."
Did he not know how many hairs he’d lost worrying about this matter?
"No, I must meet that Miss Ye." The marital affairs of his grandson could not be left unattended by his parents, so as the grandfather, he naturally had to shoulder the burden.
The Prince turned to Huai En: "Go quickly and investigate all the families with the surname Ye in Beijing. I’ll look into each one. Once we’ve confirmed who it is, I can arrange a meeting."
Huai En nodded, accepting the task, and began investigating in sections.
That very afternoon, Huai En returned to the Prince Residence with the gathered information.
The Prince, impatient, looked at Huai En: "Quickly, which Ye family is it?"
Huai En hesitated a bit: "Your Highness, this servant inquired with Commander Wu’s grandson. Little Prince hasn’t secretly interacted with any officials surnamed Ye in Beijing, but..."
The Prince, seeing him stammering, grew anxious: "But what?"
Huai En: "Commander Wu said that the Little Prince seemed to get along quite well with the Ye family girl involved in the recently resolved Ren Feng case."
The Prince frowned; he had some rough understanding of the Ren Feng case: "Wasn’t the Ye family said to have been eradicated?"
Huai En quickly explained: "There’s still one young lady from the Ye family left."
The Prince’s brow furrowed deeply: "Isn’t that Ye family girl an orphan?"
Huai En nodded: "After the tragedy befalling the Ye family, the young lady was taken in and raised by her maternal grandparents’ family. Following the resolution of the Ren Feng case, the Great Grandson summonsed the Ye girl and the Weng family to Beijing. It’s said that they’ve already arrived."
The Prince rubbed his temples in frustration, grumbling: "That brat Moshi, of all the noble daughters to choose from, he favors an orphan instead. This..."
Unable to bring himself to scold his grandson, the Prince redirected his temper toward Xiao Yeyang and Daohua, who were not in Beijing, cursing them thoroughly from head to toe.
"Now what do we do?"
The Prince sighed helplessly: "Fine, if Moshi likes her, then an orphan it is. Our Prince Residence doesn’t really need a powerful alliance from his wife’s family anyway."
Huai En couldn’t resist reminding: "Your Highness, what the Great Grandson said was that Little Prince *might* like the Ye family girl. Whether or not it’s true is still unclear."
The Prince nodded: "You’re right. But... whether it’s true or not, we must at least meet her. This is the first time in over twenty years that Moshi has shown interest in a girl."
Huai En wholeheartedly agreed. A girl who could make it seem like their Little Prince was interested was definitely worth meeting.
The Prince fell into thought: "How should we meet her? The Prince Residence only has me and Moshi right now—there’s no mistress to host a banquet either."
Suddenly, the Prince clapped his hands and sprang up: "If the Prince Residence can’t host a banquet, the Yan Residence can! The Yan Family is Moshi’s maternal family; they should lend a hand."
Huai En nodded enthusiastically: "Shall this servant go inform the Yan Family now?"
The Prince shook his head: "No, I’ll go personally."
...
After arriving in Beijing, the Weng family rented a residence in East City to settle down. On their second day in the capital, Weng Senior Master submitted a petition to meet with the Great Grandson.
However, with year-end matters piling up, the Great Grandson couldn’t spare the time for now.
"Mother, Beijing is so much better than Youzhou!"
"Of course, Beijing is the Emperor’s city—the most prosperous and lively place of all."
Weng Madam and her two daughters had just returned from a shopping trip. As the three unpacked their purchases, they chattered about their impressions of Beijing.
Weng Second Miss happily held a piece of fabric against herself: "The accessories and fabrics in Beijing are so beautiful! The clothes we made in Youzhou look terribly rustic in comparison."
"Mother, I don’t want any of my old clothes anymore. I want everything replaced with Beijing styles so I won’t be laughed at by the noble ladies here."
Weng Madam nodded with a smile: "Since we’ve just arrived in Beijing, we certainly shouldn’t let others look down on us."
Weng First Miss, watching her mother and sister excitedly chatting about the people and sights in Beijing, felt both anger and regret. Especially now that her sister might marry into a prestigious family in the capital, elevating her standing far above hers—her eyes turned red with frustration.
"Mother, please think of something—I don’t want to go back to Youzhou to marry Qi Second!"
Weng Madam and Weng Second Miss’s smiles stiffened and vanished entirely.
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