On New Yearâs Day, the servants at Prince Anâs Mansion were all dressed up and came over to wish the masters a happy new year.
But they found the door to the Bamboo Courtyard remained closed.
Inside the courtyard, the maids were anxiously facing the closed door of the masterâs room.
"Aunt Ming Lan, why havenât Madam and Lord Marquis gotten up yet?" In the past ten years, the maids in the Bamboo Courtyard had changed several times. Mingqiu had gone to help with the shop, Ming Liu was busy outside the mansion with Fugui, Mingcui became the head nanny in the mansion, and Ming Lan married Ye Yi, staying by Yang Chuxiaâs side after marriage due to her attentiveness.
Since she was not yet thirty, the young maids in the courtyard called her âAuntâ.
"Staying up late last night for New Yearâs Eve is normal!"
Seeing the people waiting outside to extend their greetings, Ming Lan said, "Go tell the people outside to come back at noon."
"Yes!"
The young maid had just gone out when Yueyue and Qingqing came over.
"Have my parents gotten up?"
"Not yet, Miss," the young maid replied, bowing, "Aunt Ming Lan told me to inform them to come for greetings at noon."
"Noon?" Upon hearing this, Yueyue walked straight in.
"Sister, didnât the maid say that our parents are still sleeping?" Qingqing held her back.
"We all went back to our rooms after midnight, and now weâre all awake; how is it possible they havenât woken up?" Yueyue sensed something was wrong and entered the courtyard, only to find Ming Lan still standing at the door, hesitant to knock.
"Miss, Young Master Heir!"
Yueyue waved her hand and stepped forward, "Knock, knock... knock, knock..."
"Sister, youâd better not knock; they must not be up yet." Qingqing scratched his ear, "Letâs go greet our big brother first and ask him for some New Yearâs money."
"All you think about is getting New Yearâs money!" Yueyue glared at him.
Qingqing shrugged, "Iâm short of cash, and this is the only time to earn some extra; of course I want it."
Yueyue ignored him and continued knocking on the door forcefully.
But still, no one came to open the door.
"Sis, thereâs something wrong!" Qingqing scratched his head, "Your knocking is loud enough to wake a pig; how could our parents not be awake?"
"Shut up, do you know how to talk?" This isnât funny, what a terrible comparison.
But what he said was true, why werenât their parents awake?
Yueyue tried to push the door, and to her surprise, the door opened from the inside as soon as she pushed.
Once inside, she saw a letter on the round table.
"Why do I feel like something bad is about to happen?" Qingqing asked Yueyue.
Yueyue said nothing and directly opened the envelope.
"Did our parents run away from home?" Qingqing couldnât believe it, his eyes wide open, then he asked gloomily, "Then what about my New Yearâs money?"
Yueyue was speechless; couldnât this kid focus on something normal?
Taking the letter, she hurried toward the main courtyard, "Big brother! Big brother!!"
"Whatâs the matter?" Hearing his younger sisterâs voice, Lele came out of the room.
"Big brother, our parents... they..." Yueyue was panting heavily from running all the way over.
Lele already knew that Ye Ziâan and the others had left the Capital City, and upon seeing the letter in Yueyueâs hand, he understood what she wanted to say.
"Our parents have left the Capital City," Lele said calmly, taking the letter, "theyâve gone back to their old home in Funan."
"So, theyâve just abandoned us like this?"
Lele chuckled, "Yes, theyâve just abandoned us like this, so the three of us have to rely on each other now. From now on, Yueyue will have to manage this inner courtyard."
Previously, it was managed by our mother, but now that sheâs gone, it canât be left to the servants; it can only be entrusted to Yueyue.