My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 1238 - 1244: Going Home for the New Year

Such a social system doomed the commoners to be ants unable to control their fates, and this would continue for a long time.

He only hoped that King Qin was a talented ruler who, once ascended to the throne, could provide everyone with a more stable and prosperous life.

Another month hastily passed, and the Capital had already received news of Prince Liang’s rebellion. Thankfully, King Qin acted decisively and swiftly, crushing the rebel forces within three days and capturing a host of ringleaders involved in the uprising.

The old Emperor was forced into the Diligent Government Hall by his son, hiding like a turtle retreating into its shell—probably because he deemed this too shameful. So, on the second day after the rebellion was quelled, he officiated their guilt.

The Empress was cast into the cold palace, and Prince Liang was demoted to a commoner, he and his family forbidden to take a single step out of the Mansion of King Liang. Others among his faction were either executed with their entire families or exiled.

In any case, none met with a good end.

It must be said that Medicine King Valley truly was a splendid place. While outside the winds and rains of turmoil swirled, inside it remained tranquil and peaceful.

Later on, whether it was due to shock or excessive grief, the old Emperor’s health steadily declined, and all the distinguished figures of Medicine King Valley were summoned to the Palace.

This was a matter of great importance at court, and Duo’er only listened with one ear. To her, what was more important was preparing to return home for the New Year.

As the twelfth lunar month arrived, Duo’er’s belly grew increasingly round, and she could only walk little by little, taking rests while shopping for New Year goods and gifts for relatives and friends.

Not until the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month did they finally make it back to Big Willow Village, swaying and sauntering all the way.

Upon returning to the familiar place, Duo’er couldn’t help but reflect, "I didn’t think I’d been away for nearly a year. Looking around, it’s really best at home."

She felt that she had come to understand the meaning of home.

It meant that no matter how long she left, every plant and tree here was profoundly familiar to her.

"If you like it, stay for more days. After your confinement, we’ll go to Mansion City," said Tan Zhenghong, his eyes brimming with indulgence.

Qiao Duo’er nodded, "That’s a good idea, especially since Fang Ying and Big Miss are there to keep an eye on things. Nothing should go wrong."

That way, she could avoid the flock of flattering women who would inevitably come to her door after the government reshuffle.

Right now, she wanted nothing more than to safely give birth to the little one in her belly.

At the door, the Wang Clan had already been waiting for half a day.

"You must all be exhausted, come inside quick."

Having once tasted death, the Wang Clan had come to see many things in a different light. Additionally, since living comfortably with the Tan Family, her former pettiness and stinginess had been replaced by composure and kindness.

Qing Yue had mentioned in her letter that the old lady seemed like a different person now, looking after chickens, ducks, and other animals at home, doing needlework, and even donating part of her earnings to help the surrounding poor.

Of course, the rest of the family wouldn’t allow her to overexert herself. They would help her whenever they could.

An old lady like this was hard to dislike, so both Tan Zhenghong and Qiao Duo’er greeted her affectionately as "Mother".

Tears glinted in the Wang Clan’s eyes, "Look at me being so useless, always dampening the spirits. Lunch is all ready. You must be starving."

She had gotten up early that day specifically to prepare a table full of food.

Since she didn’t know if Duo’er’s tastes had changed during her pregnancy, she made a variety of dishes.

Tangyuan said sweetly, "Grandma, your cooking is really great."

"If you like it, I’ll make more in the evening," the Wang Clan’s smile grew even more radiant.

"If we’re short on hands at home, we can hire a few more. Don’t tire yourself out."

Tan Zhenghong was truly concerned about her.

He was happy to see such a change in her, but now she really didn’t need to do everything herself.

The Wang Clan shook her head, "I lived the first half of my life in a daze. If I go on like that, my life would have been lived in vain. Now that I’m old, I have to do something meaningful."