Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 269: Her Remarkable Tactics

At this moment in the bridal room, Pei Ji’an had already lifted the bride’s veil with the wedding brocade, planning to go out for socializing afterward.

The normal step was to socialize first, then lift the veil and conclude with the bridal room festivities.

Pei Ji’an was worried that the socializing would take too long and Qu Fulan would feel stifled. Anyway, lifting the veil first or later was just a matter of tradition. Although the wedding broker wanted to say something upon seeing this, she ultimately kept quiet.

As long as the groom lifted the veil, what did it matter? The main thing was that the aura of the Heir Pei was strong, which wasn’t an issue of any importance, and the broker dared not easily intervene.

Outside, Prince An and the others eagerly called the Heir Pei out to drink. Pei Ji’an left saying he would return soon, urging Fulan not to worry, and was then pulled away.

Qu Fulan watched as strangers continuously entered the wedding room. Although feeling somewhat disoriented and lost, she maintained a composed and relaxed demeanor.

Soon, a familiar face appeared in front of her.

"Ren... Sister-in-law." Qu Fulan promptly corrected herself.

Ren Hua approached her with a full smile and sat down, leaning in to whisper, "The princely heir asked me to come accompany you, afraid you’d be embarrassed alone."

Such thoughtful actions easily warmed hearts, and Qu Fulan was suddenly filled with gratitude.

In the bridal chamber, many children were playing around, speaking without the adult-like reservations, saying whatever came to their minds. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"The bride is so beautiful, like a fairy."

"Even more than beautiful, I hope I can be this beautiful when I grow up."

"Me too, I want to be the most beautiful bride."

Qu Fulan felt a bit embarrassed hearing this.

Other women also stepped forward, chatting with the bride from left and right, trying to close the distance or seek some useful information.

They asked about when the couple met, where they lived, what they did, and so on.

On such questions, Pei Ji’an had instructed her to insist on the identity of being a Pei Mansion relative. Concerning her family, they were all gone, leaving her alone.

These words sounded to others like she had no background, possessing nothing besides beauty.

Based on looks, this young lady was indeed impeccable, so was the heir only superficial, focusing solely on appearance?

If that were the case, they would have nothing to say, for who could blame their own daughters for not being beautiful enough?

One couldn’t help but sigh wistfully; who would’ve thought that being good-looking could lead to such a great marriage these days?

Understand that in the eyes of the various household women, choosing a daughter-in-law was not solely about looks, or looks were even the last consideration, with virtues and talents being the foremost priority.

Did the brothel girls not look good? Evidently, being born good-looking can’t compare to having family lineage and status.

The fortunes of the Qu Family were indeed favored by the heavens.

Perhaps they traded the life of the whole family for this moment of blessing.

There’s no helping it; those who can’t obtain it feel a sourness in their hearts, leading to random speculation to compensate for their own lost feelings.

The bridal room was bustling inside, and the discussions outside were just as lively.

Pei Lan and Yao Xing stayed seated in the courtyard outside and did not enter the bridal room to greet the new bride.

What greetings?

They still hadn’t come to terms with a maid becoming the Young Lady.

Such a drastic shift—turning from sparrow to phoenix and climbing high—directly shoved them down.

Who could accept this?

Anyway, Pei Lan found it hard to accept; her life was a mess now, with concubines pregnant, dissatisfaction brewing, and estrangement from her husband. She was still hoping for the Pei Family to stand up for her.

Speaking of which, it was infuriating. When Pei Lan was unmarried, she was seen as the Pei Mansion’s lady in others’ eyes, revered wherever she went.

Although Pei Lan knew people were doing this for her second brother, they were family after all. Why differentiate?

Second brother’s glory couldn’t be borrowed by others, but she, as the cousin sister, naturally had the right to enjoy it.

Relying on second brother’s fame and the Pei Mansion’s prestige, she entered into a good family, only to find not long after that her husband was embracing other women constantly, showing no regard for her as the legitimate wife.

But Pei Lan could no longer rely on the Pei Mansion lady’s identity to press anyone; as they say, a married daughter is like spilled water, becoming a member of her husband’s family, the glory of Pei Mansion no longer closely related to her.

If she were second brother’s direct sister, that would be different, but she was just a cousin.

The newly married girl’s family background leastwise seemed respectable. However, now both the elder brother’s second wives and the second brother’s wife had identities that were impressive, yet this type managed to enter the Pei Mansion, enjoying its glory and wealth. The contrast, how could anyone feel good?

Pei Lan’s heart was filled with envy, jealousy, and bitterness, resenting the family’s disregard for the concerns of those married-off daughters, admitting anyone irrespective of status—it was utterly unreasonable.

"The bride is truly as beautiful as a flower."

A nearby relative discussed, and Pei Lan couldn’t help but interject, "Not only is she as beautiful as a flower, her skills are remarkable, otherwise how could she have entered through the Pei Mansion’s gates?"

Such a sarcastic tone naturally drew attention.

Amongst today’s women guests, those rooting for a laughable situation were in the majority. Seeing an unknown figure become the Young Lady, they couldn’t leave without digging up something amusing.

"What’s the meaning of the second young miss’s words? We’re all our own people, say what you want, ultimately none of us will spread it around."

Everyone anticipatedly looked at Pei Lan, hoping she’d say something "good" that they could discuss at home.

Fortunately Pei Lan, though upset, dared not reveal everything. As things stood, second brother was always protective, knowing others were speaking ill behind the new lady’s back, who knew his temper? Besides, the emperor had bestowed the marriage. Criticizing it would be against the emperor, wouldn’t it?

Finally, revealing Qu Fulan’s maid status, Pei Mansion’s reputation wouldn’t fare well, and a tarnished reputation wasn’t good for her. Pei Lan wouldn’t rashly sabotage her own family for a moment’s spite, thus said, "When I visited home before, I saw how Miss Qu won over all the elders in the mansion beautifully; doing that without tricks, how would that be possible?"

So that’s how it was, everyone’s expressions showed understanding, reasonable indeed, without some tricks how could a lone orphan become Princess Pei’s wife? Behind the scenes, who knew what disgraceful means were used, maybe privately seducing the heir, causing incidents for Pei Mansion’s hasty wedding?

Everyone assumed it was this way but dared not speak openly—no proof for public allegations wouldn’t end well, and if the involved caught wind and retaliated, sneakers wouldn’t be comfortable.

Discussing at home with relatives, that would be delightful.

Yao Xing heard the discussions without interjecting; if her family hadn’t fallen, she wouldn’t need to fear anything, saying whatever she wanted. But that wasn’t possible now.

Those without background must always learn to live humbly.

She didn’t believe the new Young Lady could maintain grandeur for long; she awaited the spectacle.