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Now he has no choice but to bite the bullet and come back to curry favor with Yin Liuli and her daughter.

He can at least benefit from the mother and daughter's influence; he can only rely on Yin Liuli to turn his life around in the future.

"Madam, it's windy outside, be careful not to catch a cold."

Yin Jingtang hardened his heart, put on a smiling face, and chased after her. He saw a maid standing in the corridor and began to boss her around.

"Are you all blind? Go get a cloak for the lady and young lady!"

"Is this an order from the Marquis?"

Yin Mei blinked at him, a hint of disdain on her face. "I'm not the Marquis's servant. Do you think the Marquis can order me around?"

Coincidentally, the maid he encountered was none other than Yin Mei!

"presumptuous!"

Yin Jingtang's face darkened with anger. He puffed out his beard and glared at him, scolding, "Who taught you these manners! How dare you speak so disrespectfully in front of me, sir! Be careful..."

"I taught them; what further instruction does Your Excellency have?"

Yin Liuli crossed her arms and gestured with her chin towards Yin Mei, "Sister Mei, you don't need to pay him any attention."

"Yes, Master."

Yin Mei walked past Yin Jingtang with her head held high and her chest out.

Yin Jingtang suppressed his anger and walked over to the pavilion, adopting a fatherly demeanor to lecture her.

"Liuli, you're too lenient with your servants. They're all so unruly; they'll cause trouble when they marry into the princess's household!"

Yin Liuli frowned and glanced at him. "What's it to you?"

"I know you're angry, but no matter what, I'm still your father!"

Yin Jingtang said earnestly, "Father is doing this for your own good! Think about it, what kind of family is the Princess's Mansion? You..."

"If you are alright, Lord Marquis, please return."

With a look of annoyance, Madam Zhen said coldly, "My daughter is mine alone. If anyone should teach or instruct her, it is I who should do it. I dare not trouble the Marquis. Please."

"lady……"

Yin Jingtang's face darkened, and he waved his hand, saying, "Forget it, forget it. I know you two have always resented me, but I don't blame you."

But we're family after all, and if we keep bickering like this, people will laugh at us!

"Is it your fault, Lord Marquis? You're overthinking it."

A disdainful sneer curled at the corner of Zhen's lips. "You're not worthy."

Yin Jingtang's anger surged, but he forced it back, pretending not to hear, and sat down in the pavilion.

"Alright, alright, if you're unhappy, feel free to scold me a few times, I won't get angry."

"Guards, bring up all the dowry I gave to the eldest daughter."

"Yes, my lord."

A group of servants carried boxes of various sizes in single file and placed them on the ground outside the pavilion.

The butler opened the boxes one by one, bowing and saying,

"Everything is here. Please take a look, sir and madam."

Madam Zhen coldly observed that there were only a dozen or twenty boxes in total, mostly containing fabrics, vases, and other such items. The colors and styles were not new; they looked like old goods that had been taken out of the warehouse.

In just one or two small boxes, a few silver ingots were loosely stacked.

As for the several boxes containing her jewelry and jade, they were not even as big as the pillow she used.

It's like a shabby mother opening the door for another shabby family; it's shabby to the extreme!

Even Madam Zhen laughed, and said with a low, mocking tone,

"These few items are supposed to be a dowry? If you threw these things on the street, even a beggar wouldn't bother to look at them!"

"Your Excellency kept saying you wanted to marry off your daughter, and this is how you do it? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at and making your Yin Marquis family a laughingstock!"

"Madam, you don't know the cost of living until you're in charge of the household. Do you think our family is still as prosperous as it used to be?"

Yin Jingtang sighed dramatically, his face full of helplessness, and said, "As you know, I was just reprimanded by the Emperor and dismissed from my post. I have no salary to pay and I still have to support this whole family. There's really no other way."

"These were all scraped together by my husband, who emptied our savings to save up for Liuli..."

Zhen coldly interrupted him, saying sarcastically,

"My lord, you should take these things back. My daughter is getting married, and if she takes these things with her when she leaves home, I'm afraid people will laugh at me to death, even if you're not worried."

Yin Jingtang spread his hands and said righteously,

"What are you saying, Madam? Do you think I, as her father, don't want to give my daughter a grand and respectable wedding?"

"I don't have a father."

Yin Liuli snorted impatiently, "Lord Yin, we don't seem to know each other very well, so please don't try to get close to me."

"You don't need to worry about the marriage; just give me what's owed to me."

Her tone was cold, practically screaming: "Don't touch me!"

Yin Jingtang was ridiculed by the mother and daughter, and his face turned red and then pale.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to rely on his wife and daughter to turn his life around, he wouldn't bother walking into this yard at all; there's no point in getting angry here!

"Liuli, I don't blame you for not recognizing me."

He gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger, saying coldly, "I know you're all grown up now and capable! But no matter what, you're still my daughter, and rightfully so!"

Your mother hasn't left the house in years and isn't used to managing things. If I don't worry about your marriage, who will?

Without my grass to eat, you'd probably have to go to the bridal sedan chair empty-handed, and that would be a laughingstock!

Yin Liuli frowned as she looked at him.

This guy is a man, why is he like a leech, so annoying?

Before he could finish speaking, someone rushed in to report.

"My lord, Madam Zhen, young lady, someone from the palace has come to deliver an imperial edict."

"An imperial edict?"

Yin Jingtang was overjoyed. Before Yin Liuli could speak, he hurriedly asked, "Did the messenger say what imperial decree His Majesty wanted to issue?"

The servant hurriedly said,

"They said they were inviting the young lady to receive the imperial decree, but judging from what I've seen, there's quite a lot of stuff brought along, and a whole street full of people!"

A hint of joy flashed in Madam Zhen's eyes, and she quickly said,

"The imperial edict arrived so quickly? Liuli, go and receive it."

"No rush, Mother."

Yin Liuli helped her up and walked past Yin Jingtang without even glancing at him.

Yin Jingtang rubbed his hands excitedly, chasing after the mother and daughter, asking questions incessantly.

"Does Madam know what His Majesty intends to bestow upon our daughter this time?"

"Liuli, why didn't you tell your father about this good thing sooner..."

……

"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: The eldest daughter of the Marquis of Yin, Liuli, is hereby granted the title of Princess, with the honorary title of Anle, and a fief of one thousand households, an annual stipend of one thousand shi (a unit of dry measure). Furthermore, I hereby bestow upon Princess Anle the honors of a princess in her marriage… This is the imperial decree. Thank you for your grace!"

What, Princess Anle?

That brat actually became a princess from a different family!

When the Yin family rises back to power, isn't it just a matter of time?

Yin Jingtang's vision went black; he was so excited he almost fainted.

Yin Liuli kowtowed, raised her hand to receive the imperial edict, and tilted her head to ask,

"Father-in-law, what does it mean to marry with the rites befitting a princess?"

"This old servant first congratulates the princess."

The eunuch held the gifts with both hands, raised them high, and said, "Your Majesty's great favor! This is the kind of gift that is only used for a princess's wedding, but it is for the princess!"

"Your Highness, look! This is the dowry list sent by the Ministry of Rites... Forgive this old servant for speaking out, but this is a ten-mile-long procession of red bridal procession!"

"Oh, is that so...?"

Yin Liuli turned and glanced at Yin Jingtang. "Who was it that just now said that without him, I would have to get into the bridal sedan empty-handed?"

"Snap"

Yin Jingtang felt as if he had been slapped across the face; his face suddenly stung.