Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 271: She Couldn’t Keep Up With the Unscripted Act
When the maids entered the room to tidy up, Qu Fulan was already sitting in front of the mirror, letting a maid style her hair.
The bloodstains and the disarray on the bed caused those tidying up to exchange knowing smiles.
Qu Fulan saw this scene in the mirror and felt her face blush and her heart race, as if caught doing something wrong, but fortunately, the two soon left.
Soon, all the details about the bridal chamber reached the ears of the Old Madam, though Qu Fulan was unaware of this.
Once she finished dressing, someone brought food over.
It turned out there would be a tea ceremony later, presumably with many people attending. Pei Ji’an feared Qu Fulan might be hungry, so he ordered some small dishes to be brought over first.
After the two hurriedly had breakfast, they headed out.
He took a couple of steps, then stopped, holding her soft hand, before moving forward again.
Qu Fulan didn’t expect this sudden action and glanced at him in surprise, but quickly calmed down and slowly followed his pace.
The attendants behind them saw this and discreetly covered their mouths, laughing.
Qu Fulan’s hand was held by his. His large palm was warm yet slightly rough, and before long, both their palms were slightly sweaty. She said nothing, but upon faintly hearing the laughter behind, she couldn’t help but feel a bit shy.
They walked out of Lixiang Courtyard, passed through fake mountains and small bridges, and then bypassed a winding corridor and several courtyards until they arrived in front of the Old Madam’s quarters.
When the Old Madam saw this handsome couple appear, she couldn’t help but exclaim. Setting aside other things, just from their looks, this pair was so perfectly matched that there was nothing to fault.
Today, Qu Fulan wore a long dress made of silk with gold embroidery, standing gracefully and slender next to the tall and robust Pei Ji’an; they looked a perfect match no matter how one viewed them.
Beautiful things are always lovable, and exceptional-looking couples are likewise lovable.
The Old Madam loved to see beautiful people and things. She was very satisfied with this couple and felt she would never tire of seeing them day after day. Moreover, thinking of the children they would have, they too would undoubtedly be beautiful—given that parents were not only exceptional in looks but also capable, how could the child’s genes be lacking?
The more she thought about it, the more the Old Madam anticipated the arrival of her great-grandchildren.
In the morning, when the maid came to report that the newlyweds were deeply in love, the Old Madam was so pleased that she rewarded the maid generously.
Ultimately, the Pei Family’s lineage had hope.
The Old Madam smilingly accepted Qu Fulan’s tea and then took a red envelope from a maid beside her, handing it to her second granddaughter-in-law.
Qu Fulan accepted the red envelope, kowtowed, and then got up to serve tea to Madam Pei and Marquis Pei.
Madam Pei, like the Old Madam, imagined a bright future, though her thoughts were more focused on culinary matters. Hence, she too happily drank the tea and gave out a red envelope.
Although Marquis Pei had some reservations about this marriage, with the Old Madam’s approval and his wife’s agreement, naturally he wouldn’t trouble his daughter-in-law at such a moment.
Qu Fulan paid her respects to her in-laws, then served tea to the second house’s lady and master, as well as the third house.
The Second Madam, being kind-hearted, also gave Qu Fulan a generous red envelope.
Only the Third Madam remained somewhat indifferent, seemingly disliking this niece-in-law and reluctant to accept the tea.
The tea in Qu Fulan’s hand hung in mid-air, with no one to receive it.
The atmosphere instantly turned awkward. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
Pei Ji’an, watching from the side, lightly reminded, "Why isn’t Third Aunt drinking the tea?"
Due to the angle, others couldn’t see the expressionless face of the Princely Heir.
However, the Third Madam saw it clearly, and thinking about how her own family’s situation was becoming increasingly difficult, with her son not passing the exams and her daughter-in-law’s family being of no help, every aspect was worrying and frustrating, while the First House grew ever more powerful, she ultimately feared the Princely Heir. So, she accepted the tea and also gave a red envelope.
Finally finished with the tea ceremony, it was time to meet the younger or same-generation relatives.
Speaking of which, among her peers, besides Ren Hua, there were also two other daughters from concubines who were already married. Qu Fulan had met them before; she’d seen them at the Pei Mansion back in the day. Due to their personalities, they were usually very low-key and rarely played with the Third Miss and others—later, they got married and were now especially back to attend the First House’s wedding.
Speaking of the Third Miss, Qu Fulan heard from Ren Hua yesterday that she’s about to give birth and couldn’t come.
As for Fang Yuan, it’s said that her engagement date was set early and coincidentally fell on the same day as the Pei family’s event, so she couldn’t come either.
In the end, it was the Pei Family who suddenly set the date, causing the clash—it couldn’t be helped.
Familiar sisters were only Ren Hua, but having her was enough.
Isn’t the saying that it is the quality, not the quantity of friends, that counts?
As for others, such as Yao Xing and Pei Lan, although she knew them, they were both on unfriendly terms with Qu Fulan, and at this moment, they faced her with reluctance.
Qu Fulan wouldn’t flatter those who were unkind to her and merely greeted them before moving on.
Yao Xing and Pei Lan’s faces grew even darker.
"Second Aunt."
It was Tuan’s voice. Over the years, Tuan had grown quite tall and might surpass Qu Fulan in a couple more years.
The once lively Tuan had become much calmer, standing quietly beside Ren Hua, respectfully greeting her.
Qu Fulan smiled in response, then took a red envelope from the maid and handed it to Tuan.
Thereafter, it was a matter of introducing herself to the various relatives in the Pei Mansion, getting familiar with them.
Qu Fulan recognized some familiar faces from before—the ones who had mingled with her in the bridal chamber yesterday. Despite the noise and crowd, folks had introduced themselves, but she couldn’t remember them clearly amidst the chaos. Now, with the Princely Heir introducing them one by one, she addressed them accordingly, solidifying her impression of them, and managed to barely remember.
With the Princely Heir being newly married, he had four days of leave and naturally had time to accompany her.
In any case, the first day of married life was spent socializing with various relatives; there were also plenty of other trivial matters, but with the Princely Heir’s company in every aspect, Qu Fulan didn’t find it tiring at all, but rather adapted quite well.
As long as the Old Madam and Madam Pei didn’t dislike her, she wouldn’t worry too much about other matters.
In the evening, back at Lixiang Courtyard, one slept in the inner room and the other in the outer room. Without the Princely Heir’s orders, the servants dared not enter casually, so nobody knew about them sleeping separately.
The next day, she was expected to greet the Old Madam, Madam Pei, and Marquis Pei, then serve them breakfast. Only after they finished eating could Qu Fulan eat herself.
These were the rules Qu Fulan heard from Ren Hua, at least how she served her in-laws. However, since the Old Madam didn’t live with the Second House, Ren Hua didn’t have to go far to serve her, fulfilling her filial duty by paying respect occasionally.
Qu Fulan’s situation was different since the Old Madam lived in the First House; thus, serving her in-laws included the Old Madam.
The hassle of marriage was evident in such matters, with too many rules for a new bride to follow.
When the couple went to pay respects to the Old Madam, Madam Pei and Marquis Pei were also there, for surely they couldn’t rise later than the Old Madam.
During this process, the Princely Heir kept yawning, looking utterly exhausted.
The Old Madam couldn’t help asking if he hadn’t rested well.
The Princely Heir replied quite honestly, "Oh, I went to bed late; I’ll catch up on sleep later. No need to worry, Old Madam."
Then he looked at Qu Fulan nonchalantly, "Back sore, is it? I told you to sleep in this morning, but you wouldn’t listen. Would it really matter to the Old Madam and Madam if you missed one person paying respects?"
Qu Fulan: An unrehearsed act—she couldn’t follow along...
