The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 937 - 801: Taking Over Pingxi Hall (Three-in-One Mega Chapter)

The night of her return to the Yan Family, despite Xiao Yeyang’s repeated assurances to Daohua that he wouldn’t overdo it, Daohua still didn’t get out of bed until noon the next day.

"Where is that liar, Xiao Yeyang?"

After soaking in the bath for a while, Daohua finally felt more comfortable.

As Wang Manman set the meal, she said, "The young master left early in the morning. He seemed in a good mood, so there must be something going on."

Daohua didn’t ask any further. It was almost the year’s end—the busiest time, so it wasn’t surprising that Xiao Yeyang was pulled away for something.

After lunch, Daohua took another stroll around Pingxi Hall. She walked to aid digestion and also took the opportunity to check on how the servants were doing their jobs.

Wang Manman whispered the news she had gathered over the past few days, "The Princess Consort has arranged for quite a few old hands from the Prince Residence to work here at Pingxi Hall—many are quite slick."

Daohua snorted, "Servants are there to serve their masters. Are they supposed to feel superior just because they’ve spent a few extra years in the Prince Residence? If they can’t satisfy their masters, why keep them around?"

Wang Manman added, "Consort Jiang might have arranged for some people too. Yesterday, when young miss returned, Lixia saw a maid from the courtyard speaking with Consort Jiang for quite some time."

Daohua just uttered a "hmm" and continued her walk, silently estimating the number of servants needed to manage each part of the estate.

Back in her room, Daohua looked at Wang Manman, "Have all the maids and young male servants who work at Pingxi Hall been sorted out yet?"

Wang Manman showed a sheepish look, "This servant is incompetent and hasn’t finished questioning everyone yet."

Daohua was not surprised; with the saying "A seventh-rank official in front of the Prime Minister’s gate," many of the servants in the Prince Residence considered themselves superior. The Yan Family wasn’t prominent, and with people like Princess Consort Ma, Consort Jiang, and others backing them, of course they would look down on the Yan Family servants.

She was just about to say something when there was an alarmed shout from outside.

"Big sister-in-law, why are you here?"

Luo Qiong laughed, "What, I can’t come?"

"That’s not what this servant meant. Please wait for a moment. I’ll go in and notify my lady right away." Guyu cast a glance at the gatekeeping maid who failed to announce the visitor and hurried into the room with her eyes downcast.

As soon as Guyu entered, Wang Manman asked, "What’s going on? Big sister-in-law entered the courtyard before being announced."

Guyu didn’t make excuses and admitted her mistake right away, "This servant was negligent."

Daohua didn’t pursue it, "Never mind that for now." She straightened her appearance and then went to the outer room with a smile. Upon seeing Luo Qiong sitting there drinking tea, she asked with a smile, "Big sister-in-law’s visit really shines a light on Pingxi Hall."

Luo Qiong placed down her teacup and eyed Daohua, who was rosy and charmingly attractive, and said with a smile, "I thought my younger sister-in-law might not welcome me."

Daohua’s smile didn’t waver, "Whatever do you mean, big sister-in-law? Just like how you would welcome me at the Chen Courtyard, right?"

Luo Qiong’s gaze flickered, "Of course, I would receive you with open arms."

Daohua took a seat in the main chair, her face wearing a polite yet distant smile, and asked, "What instructions does big sister-in-law have for coming here?"

Seeing her so direct, Luo Qiong’s eyes twinkled again. She reconsidered and thought it was understandable; given the strained relationship between her husband and Xiao Yeyang, there was no need for pretense between them.

"It’s Mother Consort who sent me over."

Daohua’s smile faded slightly, "The Princess Consort? She must be quite busy and tired from managing the Prince Residence’s affairs, and yet she still finds the energy to concern herself with the matters of Pingxi Hall."

Luo Qiong’s mouth twitched. They really were a family that didn’t enter the same door—Yan Yiyi and Xiao Yeyang were alike, both making pointed remarks, practically accusing the Mother Consort of being nosy.

"The Mother Consort is the mistress of the Prince Residence, and it’s her right to be informed about everything in the household," Luo Qiong responded, emphasizing the word "everything."

Daohua lifted her teacup with a half-smile, not responding to Luo Qiong, and leisurely sipped her tea.

Luo Qiong frowned in displeasure as she noticed the mocking curve on Daohua’s lips. She realized Yan Yiyi had a unique talent for infuriation, lacking the grace of an aristocratic family woman, who should leave some dignity for others in her words and actions.

Leave dignity?

Daohua scoffed internally; they were sworn enemies. To leave dignity for the enemy was to invite discomfort upon oneself.

Luo Qiong didn’t want to just sit there idly, so she had to start a conversation herself, "I heard that my younger sister-in-law didn’t get up until noon today. The new marriage surely is filled with deep affection."