Last night it snowed, the old madam worried that the young lady would get cold, so she specially asked the kitchen to cook some osmanthus jelly and have us bring it to Miss Wang. 。Jade glanced past the smiling face of the little maidservant, as if she hadn't heard what had just been said, and motioned for Zi to speak: "Thank you both..." 。Please put it in. 。The little maid with red dress kept smiling and apologizing, while the one dressed in lake green, knowing she had caused trouble, bowed her head silently and went inside to report. 。Even someone as arrogant as him knows his own worth. That person, no matter what they do, is a benefactor of the Fu family and grew up with the Marquis together. They are nothing more than childhood sweethearts at best, probably not even as important as the future Countess. 。The third young miss of Yongping Hou's mansion, looking at the wind and waiting for her mistress, might not be able to compare to this person. 。Although it wasn't explicitly stated, everyone in the Fu family, including Hou Zhenyuan, tacitly agreed that Wang Yanqing would continue to stay with the Fu family. 。The Marquis is a high-ranking marquis, and his main wife should be a noblewoman from a prominent family. But Wang Yanqing has been with him for many years, so it wouldn't be amiss if she stayed on as a concubine. 。After they entered, the two did not dare to raise their heads. They only caught a glimpse of Dabaoge and a figure beside it. Immediately, they crouched down and bowed to Wang Yanqing: "Servants greet the young lady, may the young lady live long and prosper." 。After a moment, a soft voice spoke: "Rise." 。The sound is very unique. It's not the crisp, bell-like quality that elders prefer, nor the soft and mellow tone that men like. It's more like snow outside—quiet and serene, unassuming yet unforgettable once heard. 。The two maidservants thanked them and slowly rose. 。The maidservant with emerald green clothes borrowed a book and stealthily glanced at him. He sat cross-legged on the Buddhist bed, his shoulders slender like blades, waist as fine as a willow branch, neck delicate, and hands resting upon his feet, making his limbs appear particularly long. 。Turning her face, her facial features became even more prominent. Her nose was high and straight, her face pale, and her jawline flowed down in a near-straight line, clean and aloof. 。Such an appearance, it's not something that can be created with any rouge or powder. No wonder the Marquis likes her. 。The maid in green felt disheartened. She forced a smile and bid farewell to Wang Yanqing before quickly retreating. 。After the two maidservants left, Fei Cui’s anger could no longer be contained. She fumed, “These maids are truly out of line! To dare gossip about the young mistress behind her back! I must report this to the Marquis and have them beaten!”“They’re just a bunch of lowly maidservants, who stay within these four walls. What use is beating them” Wang Yanqing put down her soup spoon, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and a smile seemed to flicker across her face. “It was likely Old Madam who wanted me to hear these words. You can use Second Brother’s hand to discipline the maidservants, but can you also discipline Old Madam”Fei Cui instantly fell silent, staring at Wang Yanqing, her lips moving as if she wanted to speak, but holding back with great reluctance. “Miss…”Wang Yanqing lowered her eyes, her gaze as calm and still as a sheet of ice, without the slightest ripple... 。filial piety comes before heaven, after all, they are still family. Besides, doesn't Fu Tingzhou really not know,Jade wept while pouring her heart out, but Wang Yanqing sat there as if indifferent, an outsider to it all. 。Even jade feels wronged like this, doesn't Wang Yanqing, the real person, really care How is that possible 。For ten years, since she was seven years old, being brought to the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion, her life had only been Fu Tingzhou. 。It is the eleventh year of Jiajing's reign now, and it has been eleven years since the twelfth emperor of the Ming Dynasty came to Beijing. 。During the Ming Dynasty, scholars and officials were clearly separated from commoners and nobles. Scholars were chosen through imperial examinations, with each generation replaced by a new one. If the next generation didn't study hard, their status would decline. However, military officers were hereditary, like the Wuding Hou Mansion and Yongping Hou Mansion. These families had held military power for generations, spending more time in the capital than even the current emperor. 。The Fu family rose to prominence in recent years, but their ancestors were also a military family. In the generation of Fu Tingzhou's grandfather, Fu Yue, they made military achievements and were enfeoffed as the Marquis of Zhenyuan by the former emperor Zhengde. 。For this reason, the Fu family always lowered their heads before the old-established noble families in the capital, such as Wuding Hou and Yongping Hou. 。,A soldier and a scholar, one word apart, worlds apart. 。Wang Yanqing's ancestors hailed from Datong Prefecture. His family was a military household, and it was tradition for every male in the Wang family to serve as soldiers. His great-grandfather, grandfather, and father all perished in battles between Datong and Mongol forces. 。In the twelfth year of Zhengde, Zhenyuanhou Fu Yue was transferred to Datong as the commander, and Wang Yanqing's father, Wang Cong, because he was quick-witted and courageous, gradually gained Fu Yue's appreciation. 。In a pursuit battle, Wang Cong died heroically to shield Fu Yue from arrows. 。Later, after defeating the Mongols in battle, Fu Yue was transferred to the capital city due to his military achievements. 。Fu Yue deeply loved Wang Cong. Now that Wang Cong died for him, Fu Yue was heartbroken. After his grief subsided, he sent people to Wang Cong's hometown to comfort his family and widow. 。。