The Lucky Heiress

Chapter 547: Chapter 547: Made New Clothes for Second Brother_1

Just a neck, not any area deemed private or embarrassing. She had just merely glanced, without laying a finger on him. Was her second brother being overly shy?

Just at this moment, Xiumei walked in. Wei Jinyi handed her the bowl of medicine before making his exit.

Xiumei stared perplexedly at Wei Jinyi’s retreating figure, muttering to herself, “What happened with the prince? Wasn’t he still arguing about who should feed the medicine to miss yesterday? He was eager to keep watch over her through the night, but why would he leave now when she was finally awake? Could it be because staying awake all night made him tired?”

“I don’t know about him, just give me the medicine. I can drink it myself.”

Wei Ruo felt like she’s bursting with vitality. If someone was still feeding her at this point, it would indeed seem overtly dramatic.

Xiumei did not insist on feeding Wei Ruo this time, and handed her the bowl.

Having finished her medicine, Wei Ruo sighed, “I didn’t expect to spend my Chinese New Year’s Eve in such a daze, without even managing to stay awake to meet the new year. Second brother did stay awake, although he wound up keeping vigil over me along with the new year.”

“That’s a good omen, it means all your troubles have been left in the past year, and from now on, everything is going to be prosperously smooth and peaceful,” Xiumei said.

“Meimei, I like your sweet words!”

“Miss, you are the sweet one, you always cheer me up!”

“Meimei, could you cook me some pig’s feet this afternoon?”

“Pig’s feet?”

“Yes, pig’s feet, I just suddenly got a craving for it.”

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“But Miss, you just recovered from a serious illness, shouldn’t you eat something lighter?”

“Exactly because I was ill, I need to replenish protein.”

“Then I will stew the pig’s feet for you.” Xiumei compromised.

“I want it to be braised, cooked with soybeans till it is soft and tender, and melts in your mouth.”

“It looks like you have really recovered, Miss. Your appetite is so good.” Xiumei said helplessly.

“I knew Meimei is the best!”

Wei Ruo and Xiumei chatted and laughed for a while, quickly forgetting about the episode that had just taken place.

Wei Ruo was preparing to get out of bed, while Xiumei brought over some new clothes.

At the sight of the new clothes, Wei Ruo’s eyes went soft. These clothes were lovingly hand-sewn by her wet nurse, and had been brought over sometime before the New Year.

“We’re not in the poor, penniless times anymore, yet she is still personally sewing clothes for me.”

Wei Ruo gently touched the clothes, the soft fabric felt just like her kind wet nurse.

At the beginning, Wei Ruo was so young, she could hardly walk steadily or speak convincingly, much less earn money in a reliable way.

She could only occasionally earn some money by chance.

However, the He family’s servants held back the monthly allowance they were supposed to give to Wei Ruo, so she couldn’t afford to buy new clothes during the New Year–her new clothes from those years were all sewn by her wet nurse.

Later, as Wei Ruo grew up, her wet nurse and others began to believe in what Wei Ruo said, and thus started to earn money following Wei Ruo’s advice, gradually making their lives prosperous.

But her wet nurse never broke the habit.

Even now, when Wei Ruo is a queen and her wet nurse was a general’s wife, and helping Wei Ruo manage her businesses, her wet nurse still insisted on sewing new clothes for her for the New Year.

“It’s a pity we can’t spend the New Year together this year, and Brother Xiaoyong can only return after the New Year. Even when he returns, he will go to his own residence in Taizhou prefecture, which is thousands miles away from the capital.” Xiumei said with a hint of sadness.

Nowadays, although they all lead good lives, it’s a pity that everyone is scattered far and wide, they can’t gather like the good old times.

“Meimei don’t be sad, I believe it won’t be long before we can gather together again,” Wei Ruo comforted.

“Really?”

“Yes, once the problems with the Japanese pirates are successfully resolved, Brother Xiaoyong and most of the soldiers will be able to return home frequently.” Wei Ruo said.

“I hope that day comes soon!” Xiumei said full of expectation.

Wei Ruo looked down at the new clothes again, “By the way, I also have new clothes for the second brother for the New Year. I was supposed to give them to him when we stayed awake on New Year’s Eve, but then I got sick and completely forgot about it.”

Wei Ruo had these clothes specially made for Wei Jinyi before the New Year, she even took his measurements from Xiaobei.

Wei Ruo selected the fabric herself, choosing the best one produced by her own workshop, but she didn’t know how to make clothes herself.

As for sewing, Wei Ruo had no knowledge or experience whatsoever. Whether or not she had any talent for it, she wouldn’t know. As for martial arts, she’d tried before and knew that was out of her depth. As for sewing, she’d never had the chance to try it before, neither in her previous life nor now, as her wet nurse had never made her learn it.

“Shall I bring it over to the prince now?” Xiumei asked.

“No. Let me do it myself.” Wei Ruo said.

“Miss, you need as much rest as possible right now. Besides, it’s very cold outside. You’ve just recovered from an illness, and I’m worried that you might catch a cold again. It will be better if you stay indoors.”

“Oh, my Meimei, how long do you expect me to sleep? I remember when I went to bed yesterday, it wasn’t even dark yet, but now the sun has completely risen. If I keep lying around, I’m going to become sick.” Wei Ruo winked at Xiumei, displaying an affectionate gesture.

“But miss, you didn’t used to say that. You said before, being sick is as much an entitlement as a responsibility. If you’re sick, you must rest. If you don’t want to rest, then you should get healthy.”

Xiumei repeated the words Wei Ruo had said before, mimicking her speech.

“Meimei, that was what I said to Brother Xiaoyong, right?”

Maybe it was when Xiaoyong had sprained his ankle during martial arts practice.

“Yes, you told Brother Xiaoyong. I was there, I remember it very well.”

“Alright, alright. I’ll stay in bed,” Wei Ruo conceded.

Oh, her Meimei usually acts cute and obedient, listening to her every command, but when it comes to Wei Ruo’s health, she suddenly turns into a strict, no-nonsense caretaker. What a sweet problem to have.

At noon, Xiumei cooked a huge feast, which naturally included the pig’s feet braised with soybeans that Wei Ruo had specifically asked for.

There were also many other dishes with poultry and fish.

Apart from that, there were also a few fresh vegetables: Chinese cabbage, oilseed rape, radishes. These were all grown in Wei Ruo’s courtyard and freshly picked before cooking.

Lately, the prices of vegetables and meat had risen sharply. These fresh vegetables were hard to find even if one had the money.

The palace was not in short supply though, fresh fruit and vegetables would first be supplied to the imperial palace, and then to the few royal palaces in the city, with King Rui’s palace having the highest priority among them.

But the vegetables delivered were not as fresh as those freshly picked at home.

Then, Wei Ruo invited Wei Jinyi over. Typically, the two did not dine together, but it was the New Year, and customary propriety had to be upheld.

When Wei Jinyi arrived, he had already donned the new clothes Wei Ruo had sent over.

A gray overcoat with a large fur collar that enveloped his entire neck, making him look very warm.

After he came in and removed his overcoat, it was revealed that he was wearing a thick satin robe, embroidered with gold brocade, which was a shade darker than the overcoat.

It turned out that he had added a small fur collar to the inside of his robe. Even after taking off his overcoat, his red neck was still perfectly concealed.

Wei Ruo gave him a good look before saying with a smile, “Looks like our second brother looks good in everything he wears.”