The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 1307

Chapter 1307: Chapter 1107: The Suppleness Around the Fingers of Little Prince Xiao (19)

After leaving the Imperial Palace, the Prince couldn’t contain his excitement. Thinking about how his grandson had finally taken a liking to someone, tears of joy nearly flowed from his aged eyes.

"That brat, he finally opened his eyes."

The Prince began with a face full of delight but quickly followed up with a huff: "Liking someone and yet hiding it so sneakily, such an unfilial act."

Did he not know how many hairs he’d lost worrying about this matter?

"No, I must meet that Miss Ye." The marital affairs of his grandson could not be left unattended by his parents, so as the grandfather, he naturally had to shoulder the burden.

The Prince turned to Huai En: "Go quickly and investigate all the families with the surname Ye in Beijing. I’ll look into each one. Once we’ve confirmed who it is, I can arrange a meeting."

Huai En nodded, accepting the task, and began investigating in sections.

That very afternoon, Huai En returned to the Prince Residence with the gathered information.

The Prince, impatient, looked at Huai En: "Quickly, which Ye family is it?"

Huai En hesitated a bit: "Your Highness, this servant inquired with Commander Wu’s grandson. Little Prince hasn’t secretly interacted with any officials surnamed Ye in Beijing, but..."

The Prince, seeing him stammering, grew anxious: "But what?"

Huai En: "Commander Wu said that the Little Prince seemed to get along quite well with the Ye family girl involved in the recently resolved Ren Feng case."

The Prince frowned; he had some rough understanding of the Ren Feng case: "Wasn’t the Ye family said to have been eradicated?"

Huai En quickly explained: "There’s still one young lady from the Ye family left."

The Prince’s brow furrowed deeply: "Isn’t that Ye family girl an orphan?"

Huai En nodded: "After the tragedy befalling the Ye family, the young lady was taken in and raised by her maternal grandparents’ family. Following the resolution of the Ren Feng case, the Great Grandson summonsed the Ye girl and the Weng family to Beijing. It’s said that they’ve already arrived."

The Prince rubbed his temples in frustration, grumbling: "That brat Moshi, of all the noble daughters to choose from, he favors an orphan instead. This..."

Unable to bring himself to scold his grandson, the Prince redirected his temper toward Xiao Yeyang and Daohua, who were not in Beijing, cursing them thoroughly from head to toe.

"Now what do we do?"

The Prince sighed helplessly: "Fine, if Moshi likes her, then an orphan it is. Our Prince Residence doesn’t really need a powerful alliance from his wife’s family anyway."

Huai En couldn’t resist reminding: "Your Highness, what the Great Grandson said was that Little Prince *might* like the Ye family girl. Whether or not it’s true is still unclear."

The Prince nodded: "You’re right. But... whether it’s true or not, we must at least meet her. This is the first time in over twenty years that Moshi has shown interest in a girl."

Huai En wholeheartedly agreed. A girl who could make it seem like their Little Prince was interested was definitely worth meeting.

The Prince fell into thought: "How should we meet her? The Prince Residence only has me and Moshi right now—there’s no mistress to host a banquet either."

Suddenly, the Prince clapped his hands and sprang up: "If the Prince Residence can’t host a banquet, the Yan Residence can! The Yan Family is Moshi’s maternal family; they should lend a hand."

Huai En nodded enthusiastically: "Shall this servant go inform the Yan Family now?"

The Prince shook his head: "No, I’ll go personally."

...

After arriving in Beijing, the Weng family rented a residence in East City to settle down. On their second day in the capital, Weng Senior Master submitted a petition to meet with the Great Grandson.

However, with year-end matters piling up, the Great Grandson couldn’t spare the time for now.

"Mother, Beijing is so much better than Youzhou!"

"Of course, Beijing is the Emperor’s city—the most prosperous and lively place of all."

Weng Madam and her two daughters had just returned from a shopping trip. As the three unpacked their purchases, they chattered about their impressions of Beijing.

Weng Second Miss happily held a piece of fabric against herself: "The accessories and fabrics in Beijing are so beautiful! The clothes we made in Youzhou look terribly rustic in comparison."

"Mother, I don’t want any of my old clothes anymore. I want everything replaced with Beijing styles so I won’t be laughed at by the noble ladies here."

Weng Madam nodded with a smile: "Since we’ve just arrived in Beijing, we certainly shouldn’t let others look down on us."

Weng First Miss, watching her mother and sister excitedly chatting about the people and sights in Beijing, felt both anger and regret. Especially now that her sister might marry into a prestigious family in the capital, elevating her standing far above hers—her eyes turned red with frustration.

"Mother, please think of something—I don’t want to go back to Youzhou to marry Qi Second!"

Weng Madam and Weng Second Miss’s smiles stiffened and vanished entirely.

The butler was momentarily speechless. From his perspective, the Weng Family’s entry into Beijing was entirely thanks to the Ye family. The unexpected invitation from the Yan Family was most likely due to Miss Ye as well.

Weng Madam briefly considered this and was about to instruct a maid to call for Ye Yueying when Weng First Miss tugged at her sleeve.

Seeing that her eldest daughter had something to say, Weng Madam waved her hand to dismiss the butler.

After he left, Weng First Miss finally spoke: "Mother, our family hasn’t treated Ye Yueying kindly over the years. If she really marries into a prestigious family, would we get any benefits? It’s more likely she’d take revenge on us."

Weng Madam frowned deeply. She was well aware of how miserably they had treated Ye Yueying over the years. Truthfully, if roles were reversed and she were Ye Yueying, she wouldn’t spare the Weng Family either.

"But the Yan Family’s invitation is likely because of her."

Weng First Miss laughed and shook her head: "Mother, did the Yan Family explicitly mention Ye Yueying in their invitation? No, right? In fact, the card specifically states it’s for Madam Weng and the young ladies of the Weng family."

Weng Madam hesitated: "You mean we shouldn’t bring Ye Yueying along?"

Weng First Miss nodded. While she didn’t want to admit it, Ye Yueying’s cold and aloof demeanor was undeniably striking.

If Ye Yueying attended, all the attention would surely go to her, leaving no chance for anyone to notice her instead.

Weng Second Miss also didn’t wish for Ye Yueying to attend: "Mother, isn’t Ye Yueying supposed to be taking care of Grandmother? Even if the Yan Family asks, we’d have a valid excuse."

"Ye Yueying is just an orphan. Why would the Yan Family hold her in high regard? Besides, Father is about to remain in Beijing as an official. The Yan Family surely wouldn’t make a fuss."

These words struck a chord with Weng Madam. After a brief discussion among the three, they decided not to inform Ye Yueying about the Yan Family’s invitation.

It wasn’t until after they had left the house that Ye Yueying learned of the Yan Family’s plum blossom viewing event.

"The Yan Family?"

Her father was a general stationed in Liaodong. He likely didn’t have any acquaintances in Beijing, so she wasn’t particularly concerned about attending or not attending such an event.

Although she didn’t care, Weng Old Madam did. She sighed heavily, lamenting with pain: "Your aunt is becoming increasingly tactless."

Worried about upsetting her grandmother, Ye Yueying suggested: "Grandmother, the weather is quite pleasant today. How about we go out for a walk? We’ve been in Beijing for days but haven’t had a proper outing yet."

Not wanting to dampen her granddaughter’s spirits, Weng Old Madam agreed with a nod.