Chunhe stumbled and almost fell off the tree.

After she realized what was happening, she quickly stopped and carefully looked at the movement at the door.

The person who entered through the door was Xiao Hui, Yang Liu's little maid.

The princess was right; Yang Liu simply didn't believe it but was also afraid of missing the opportunity.

Looking at the dark courtyard, Xiao Hui felt her whole body trembling. She took advantage of the last glimmer of light in the sky, found a dry spot, and lay down behind it.

The dry well was located right next to the spring lotus.

Chunhe:......

She squatted down a little further until she was completely squatting down before looking down at herself.

She had been worried that Xiao Hui might look up, but now she was certain that she wouldn't, because her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Not long after, another rustling sound came from the doorway, and this time both of them focused their attention on the direction of the door.

It was Zheng Yigeng, the mistress of the first wife, who came in.

After he came in, he remained seated in the chair, waiting for the First Madam.

When there was another noise at the door, he got up, went forward, and hugged the First Madam tightly.

The First Madam was clearly not in the mood today. She pushed Zheng Yigeng away impatiently and said, "Oh, alright, I have something important to discuss with you."

Xiao Hui's eyesight wasn't as good as Chun He's, so she couldn't see who was coming. But she had been in the Prime Minister's residence for so many years, so she knew who it was from those two voices very quickly.

She clenched her fists and lowered her head even further, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Zheng Yigeng, unaware of the First Madam's unusual behavior, reached out and hugged her again: "What's wrong?"

The First Madam pushed her aside again and walked inside: "Yun Siqing has been granted the title of Princess Yun, what are we going to do about our Rui'er?"

Our Rui'er...

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hui felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she couldn't utter a single word. She realized that all she could hear now was her own heartbeat.

She never imagined that the usually aloof and proud Third Miss was not the Prime Minister's daughter.

Zheng Yigeng chuckled: "Is that all? Look how scared you are."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and sat down on the stone bench: "Do you know why Yun Siqing was granted the title of Princess?"

"Why?" The First Madam looked up at him.

Zheng Yigeng deliberately kept everyone in suspense, watching as the First Madam patted her leg, gesturing for her to sit down.

The First Madam glared at her and walked away.

Zheng Yigeng grabbed her, pulled her into his arms, kissed her, and then said, "If nothing unexpected happens, Yun Siqing will soon become the Eighth Prince's Consort. Think about it, how could she possibly give up the position of the Eighth Prince's Consort to come and steal Rui'er's Crown Prince's Consort?"

"The Eighth Princess Consort?" The First Madam frowned. "How did you know?"

Zheng Yigeng fell silent again and pointed to his face.

The First Madam was furious. She took a deep breath and kissed Zheng Yigeng on the cheek.

“I have a friend who works at the General’s Mansion. She heard Yun Siqing and Yun Lan say with her own ears that she liked the Eighth Prince.”

After Zheng Yigeng finished speaking, he didn't care about the First Madam's reaction and directly picked her up and put her on the stone table, starting a new round of two-person solo.

Upon seeing this, Chunhe immediately slipped away; she knew what would happen next without even thinking.

Xiao Hui couldn't see what was happening over there, so she had no idea what had occurred. She only heard the First Madam exclaim in surprise and then say coquettishly, "How annoying!"

Then came a series of indescribable sounds...