Lucky Farmer Girl: I rely on metaphysics to support my family

In the Princess's residence, Prince Zhao Jinglan, wrapped in a thick blanket, lay half-reclined on a bamboo couch, basking in the sun. Although his face was still pale from recovering from a serious illness, his eyes had regained their sparkle.

Tang Wan specifically instructed the princess to sunbathe after she regained her mobility, ever since Zhao Jinglan's health improved slightly.
He was answering his mother's question in a soft voice.

"I feel a bit more relaxed today, and my chest doesn't feel as tight, but my hands and feet are still a little weak," Zhao Jinglan replied gently.

Princess Changqing sat on an embroidered stool to the side, personally tucking the blanket around her son. Hearing this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "That's good, that's good. Take your time to recover and don't push yourself. Just tell the nanny what you want to eat or use."

As the mother and son were talking, a maidservant approached lightly, curtsied, and announced, "Your Highness, the Prince of War has come to visit. He said he heard that the young prince's health is improving, so he came to pay his respects."

Upon hearing this, Princess Changqing turned to her son and smiled, saying, "Your fourth cousin is quite thoughtful."

Changqing then instructed, "Quickly invite the Prince over here. Lan'er can also meet him and have a chat."

It saves me from spending all day cooped up in my room, or only occasionally chatting with my elder.

Since we're not the same age, we have limited topics to talk about.

Zhao Jinglan smiled and nodded without saying anything more.

He respected his renowned cousin but was also somewhat reserved, after all, the cousin had achieved great success and was not like him, a lazy official's son who did nothing all day.

Before long, the War King entered his cousin's courtyard, led by a maid.

The Prince of War first bowed to Princess Changqing with great respect: "Nephew greets His Majesty."

"No need for formalities," Princess Changqing said with a smile, offering a gesture of support as she looked him over. "What brings you here today?"

She knew perfectly well that this nephew was not the kind of person who would casually visit others.

The War King straightened up, turned his gaze to Zhao Jinglan on the bamboo couch, and said in a gentler tone, "I heard that my cousin Lan is doing well, and I was thinking of him, so I came to see him."

After saying this, the War King had someone hand over the gifts he had brought to visit his sick cousin, and said, "These are all mild tonic herbs. I know my aunt doesn't lack these, but this is a small token of my appreciation from your older cousin, Lan."

Princess Changqing said, "You're so kind! Your aunt won't stand on ceremony with you."

Then he gestured to the old woman next to him to accept the things.

The War King walked to the bedside, carefully examined Zhao Jinglan's complexion, and nodded, saying, "Your complexion is better than it was two days ago, and your eyes are clear. It seems that you are indeed in much better health."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinglan said earnestly, "I am deeply grateful to Sister Tang for saving my life. My cousin conveys my thanks to her."

Upon hearing this, the War King responded and sat down on a chair brought by a palace servant, saying, "She will surely be pleased to know that you have recovered."

He then continued, "Did the imperial physician say how I need to recuperate? The medicine I just received was some mild tonics. If you need more, I'll have someone send some over later."

Princess Changqing instructed her maid to serve tea to the Prince of War, and then said, "You are very thoughtful. The imperial physician said that Lan'er's vital energy was depleted this time, and she needs long-term care and cannot be rushed. However, it is already a great blessing that she was able to save her life, thanks to your timely invitation to Miss Tang."

Then Princess Changqing changed the subject and teased, "Speaking of which, Miss Tang has done a great service this time, and has been a lifesaver for my son and me. I have been thinking about your relationship with Miss Tang."

The War King picked up his teacup, lowered his head to hide the fleeting smile in his eyes, and then replied in a calm tone, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Everything must still be done according to etiquette." Princess Changqing replied with a smile, "Etiquette is naturally indispensable."

He thought to himself that his nephew was probably using the excuse of visiting him in the hospital to urge him to find a matchmaker for him.

Thinking of this, Princess Changqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, your aunt has always remembered your matter. Yesterday, I sent an invitation to the Duchess of Anguo to come and admire the flowers tomorrow. I will definitely take care of things properly for you then."

Upon hearing this, the War King was overjoyed, but he did not show it on his face. He simply nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Your Majesty. I am deeply grateful!"

Princess Changqing smiled slightly at the War King and accepted his words of gratitude.

Then, the Prince of War sat for a while longer, carefully inquired about Zhao Jinglan's diet and daily life, and told him to take good care of himself before getting up to take his leave: "There are still some trivial matters at the Prince's residence, so I won't disturb my cousin's rest any longer."

Princess Changqing didn't linger. She personally escorted him to the corridor before turning back to her son's side, shaking her head with a smile: "Your cousin, who usually seems so cold and aloof, I never expected him to be so caring."

Zhao Jinglan hadn't expected this either. He leaned back on the couch and smiled, saying, "Sister Tang is such a good person, it's only right that my cousin cares about her."

"Yes." Princess Changqing looked at the garden full of sunshine and thought to herself that she had to get this matter settled for him no matter what when the Duchess of Anguo came tomorrow.

The more I look at this marriage, the more suitable it seems.

The following day was the day Princess Changqing invited Lady Anguo to admire the flowers.

Lady Feng, the wife of the Duke of Anguo, was nearly fifty years old, with silver threads already appearing at her temples. However, she was dignified and possessed a distinguished and insightful status among the noblewomen of the capital.

She was deeply in love with the late Duke Anguo. After becoming a widow, she lived a secluded life and rarely attended social events. However, due to her connection with the late Empress Dowager, the royal family always held her in special respect.

Although Lady Feng did not understand the purpose of Princess Changqing's invitation to admire the flowers, she had no choice but to come.

The maidservant served tea and delicate pastries, then retreated to a distance.

Princess Changqing smiled and exchanged pleasantries with the Duchess of Anguo: "This year the lotus flowers bloomed early and beautifully, so I thought I'd invite you to come and see them and have a chat."

Princess Changqing smiled and said, "I can finally breathe a sigh of relief that Lan'er has survived this ordeal."

"The young prince is blessed with good fortune and has turned misfortune into good luck. The princess can rest assured." The Duchess of Anguo said in a calm and unhurried tone. She had only just heard about the young prince's situation in the princess's residence.

When the news was heard, the young prince was already in good health and was slowly recovering.

After exchanging a few casual words, Princess Changqing subtly steered the conversation back on track: "Speaking of which, we owe a great deal to the second daughter of the Tang family this time. That child may seem calm, but she is truly capable."

She paused here, her smile deepening, and slowly said, "My fourth nephew, Madam also watched him grow up. He has a cold and aloof personality. Over the years, we have watched him grow older, but his marriage has not been settled. My brother and I have been concerned about him. Unexpectedly, fate has fallen on the Tang family."

Lady Anguo picked up her teacup, gently skimmed off the foam, and understood.

Princess Changqing's invitation to admire the flowers was a pretense; her real purpose was to act as matchmaker. (End of Chapter)