Since ancient times, autumn evokes a melancholy solitude, and Shengjing City is no different.

The courtyard is covered with withered yellow leaves, the autumn wind fiercely whirls, embodying a sense of desolation.

However, the nobility never lack the good mood for flower appreciation and feasts.

Since the onset of autumn, the scorching heat of summer has passed, the weather is pleasant and refreshing, and invitations to chrysanthemum feasts and lake tours have come like snowflakes.

Xie Wanqing carefully remembered the advice of Pei Yuqing and Lu Ziyuan before they left and never liked to join in such lively events.

Her reasons were also readily available; with her husband and brother both away on assignments, always at risk, she should be on a vegetarian diet and pray for blessings, how could she live freely and joyfully?

Such a reason for refusal, no one could find fault with, and many even praised her for her deep affection and loyalty, even Princess Duan Yang nodded repeatedly upon hearing it.

However, the Eldest Princess was exceptionally kind; she couldn’t bear to see her young daughter-in-law spend every day alone in Xuanhua Courtyard, avoiding others, and instead, she strongly encouraged her to go out and have fun.

Appreciating her mother-in-law’s kindness, besides managing her dowry and the properties left by Pei Yuqing, Xie Wanqing would accompany Mrs. Zheng back at the Xie family whenever she had free time.

Occasionally, she would meet Li Rong, the future wife of the princely heir of Marquis Xuanping Mansion. After Xie YanYu left the Capital, she often accepted Mrs. Zheng’s invitation to visit.

After spending time with her a few times, Xie Wanqing admired her mother’s insight even more.

Li Rong is simply the epitome of a noble lady raised in a prominent family: well-read and rational, gentle and virtuous, she speaks softly yet does not seem easy to bully, her words and actions are measured, and she is considerate and attentive to others.

Naturally, Xie Wanqing grew close to this future sister-in-law, and the two would often chat and drink tea together, most frequently talking about Xie YanYu, who had left the Capital.

Speaking of Xie YanYu, a few days ago, he sent a family letter saying he would return to the Capital before the end of the year, making Mrs. Zheng overjoyed, as she immediately began renovating the villa, planning to set the wedding date after the New Year.

Both of them are of a certain age. Once the New Year is over, Xie YanYu will be twenty-two, and Li Rong eighteen; it’s indeed time for them to marry.

Even Pei Yuxuan’s wedding date has been set, scheduled for next spring.

Besides Pei Yuxuan, the eldest daughter of the Pei family’s main household, Pei Lin, has also reached the age suitable for marriage. Initially, due to the title, their relationship with the main household should have been somewhat awkward, but this girl is strange in that she is very close to Xie Wanqing.

Regarding such an important matter as marriage, she didn’t consult her immediate family; instead, she specifically came to Xuanhua Courtyard to seek out Xie Wanqing, hesitantly expressed her intentions, mentioned a few names, and then asked for her opinion on these people.

What opinion could Xie Wanqing have? Since the young lady brought it up, as her ’aunt’ and an elder, she objectively assessed them briefly.

In the end, she was indeed a bit curious, and said, "For such matters, you ought to ask your mother, have her send someone to investigate and make a decision."

Upon hearing this, Pei Lin’s face showed some embarrassment, yet she frankly said, "Perhaps you do not know how much the noble ladies in the Capital envy you."

"Oh?" Xie Wanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean by that?"

"I also heard," Pei Lin said in a small voice, "they all say you have a good eye for choosing a husband."

...Husband?

Xie Wanqing was momentarily stunned, suddenly remembering that not long after Pei Yuqing left the Capital, his identity as the leader of the Qingtian Guard was publicly acknowledged by the Holy Emperor.

Handsome and upright, with a peaceful household free of concubines, wielding significant power, and unconcerned with her previous engagement; now able to leave the Capital on assignments, he must be in good health.

Aside from being a bit older, Pei Yuqing is simply the ideal choice for a husband that every young woman dreams of.

And she has had two husbands, one a betrothed fiancé, the other a legitimate husband married through formal ceremony.

One is the young God of Killing, Lu Ziyuan, who is tactically brilliant, and the other is the Great Han’s mastermind, Pei Yuqing.

Neither of them are ordinary people, and even in a Capital full of aristocratic families, they’re the most outstanding young men, yet deeply in love with her.

With the rise of Lu Ziyuan’s fame, the story of him rushing back to the Capital overnight from Yunzhou just to stop her wedding is frequently retold.

The name Xie Wanqing is almost as familiar as thunder in the ears of the people of the Capital City.

If not for Pei Lin’s words, she wouldn’t have known that she had become the object of envy among the young women in the Capital.

What does it mean to have a good eye for choosing a husband...

Xie Wanqing was left speechless.

Pei Lin, however, laughed and said, "Such a good person like Aunt should be cherished and devotedly cared for by her husband."

If this had been said by a fellow married woman, Xie Wanqing would have at least pretended to be shy, but hearing this from an unmarried girl didn’t make her feel embarrassed at all.