Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

“It’s becoming colder in the capital, and the Prefecture Lord and the Princess Consort of the Prefecture Lord are concerned about the young master’s well-being. It’s a wise decision to take him out of the capital for the winter, providing him with a more comfortable life. If fate permits, we may cross paths again.”

“Princess Consort of the Prefecture Lord, you need not worry. Your kind-hearted nature ensures that you will always lead a blessed life!”

Auntie Zhu was delighted with the words she heard and couldn’t help but smile warmly. She responded with a gentle expression, “Madame Shao, you are absolutely right! Thank you for your kind words; I believe our young master will be safe and sound. Oh, I should mention that the Prefecture Lord’s mansion is still guarded by some elderly servants, although the Prefecture Lord and the Princess Consort have left with the young master. Although we have a limited number of people at the mansion, they are all long-serving loyal servants, some even from the family lineage.”

“From this moment on, if Officer Shao and Madame Shao encounter any difficulties, you can send someone to contact our housekeeper. He is well-informed about the happenings in the capital and has a wide network. Perhaps he can offer some assistance…”

Qiao Xuan’s heart was warmed by the support she received. “Thank you for informing me, Auntie. I sincerely appreciate the concern and assistance from the Prefecture Lord and the Princess Consort. Rest assured, if I ever face any trouble, I will not hesitate to seek help from the housekeeper.”

Auntie Zhu smiled. “Don’t mention it, Madame Shao, since the Princess Consort of the Prefecture Lord has already said so!”

Deep inside, Auntie Zhu felt a sigh escape her. Madame Shao’s destiny seemed intertwined with that of the Princess Consort of the Prefecture Lord and the Young Master, yet she had to part ways with them.

After a brief exchange of words, Auntie Zhu bid her farewell and departed.

Qiao Xuan accompanied her to the door, expressing her well-wishes for their safety and well-being.

She knew she could no longer visit Lord Anping Manor.

A sense of sadness and disappointment washed over her. She had looked forward to spending time with the young master once they returned to the capital. The young master was like a child, and he was truly endearing.

Qiao Xuan returned to her room absent-mindedly and unwrapped the presents Auntie Zhu had given her. It was only now that she realized the abundance of gifts bestowed upon her by the Princess Consort of the Prefecture Lord.

The box contained over 30 exquisite treasures, each one more splendid than the last. Among them were thumb-sized pearls, peepholes, tourmaline, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and white jade.

The most eye-catching item was a foot-high statue of a white jade goddess, exquisitely crafted.

In addition, there was a pair of beautifully designed green bottles and two famous paintings from the previous dynasty.

Unlike typical palace gifts, these treasures were meant for display and enjoyment. Each item carried an air of elegance and refinement that would surely be the envy of any visitor to her home. Such precious gifts were usually kept securely, not displayed openly, as they could easily be mishandled or misunderstood, leading to unintended disrespect.

Jewelry could be worn, especially on important occasions, but it needed to be preserved well, and it could not be sold.

The Princess Consort of the Prefecture Lord of Anping was known for her thoughtfulness and kindness.

Qiao Xuan felt a pang of sadness when she thought about the couple being forced to leave the capital with their son, all because of the troubles they had unwittingly become entangled in.

Her heart sank even further when she considered how her husband had ended up involved with the Crown Prince’s gang.

Little did she know that the Crown Prince had not ascended to the throne and, as a result, his future looked grim.

In other words, he would not have a favorable outcome.

As the heir to the throne, he would either meet an untimely demise or be imprisoned. History showed that most of them met their end. After all, no new emperor wanted to keep such hidden dangers around.