Qin Minglang and Qin Run quickly helped Su Yulan back to her seat.

A heavy weight was lifted from his heart.

So what if things are exposed?

In front of so many court officials and guests, Su Weichuan had no choice but to acknowledge him as his grandson-in-law, not only acknowledging him but also helping him plan for the future so that he could have a chance to rise above others.

Otherwise, the court officials who followed the Su family might start to have doubts, thinking that Su Weichuan had lost his former power and was afraid of Mo Yunhan.

But Su Yulan never imagined he was so far away.

All I know is that I have lost face in front of so many people.

This made the eldest son's wife and Su Qinghe laugh at them.

As soon as she sat down, she abruptly pulled her hand away, staring intently at Qin Minglang with bloodshot eyes.

At this moment, Su Qinghe stood up leisurely and curtsied to Su Weichuan, who was in the main seat.

“Grandfather, Qinghe has prepared a special gift for Grandmother. We need your help with this last step.”

She clapped her hands as she spoke.

Immediately, a servant carried in something covered with a red cloth.

Su Qinghe stepped forward and uncovered it.

A collective gasp filled the hall, followed by a chorus of exclamations.

It turned out to be the Shoushan peach, which is extremely difficult to cultivate. The fruit is pink and plump, and it still grows on the tree branch.

She curtsied again.

"Grandfather, please pick the longevity peach. Qinghe wishes Grandfather and Grandmother good health and longevity, and that joy and happiness always be with them!"

The gloomy atmosphere from just now was swept away.

Su Weichuan was overjoyed.

The guests inside the hall also praised it repeatedly.

Just as Su Yulan had been humiliated, Su Qinghe was now dazzling.

Seeing the commotion there, Su Yulan was so angry she almost ground her teeth to powder. She got up to leave, but was stopped by Madam Cheng.

"Your grandparents haven't left the table yet, and you're still causing trouble?"

Qin Minglang's mind raced.

“Mother-in-law, I have disappointed Lan’er. I have no face to stay here any longer. I will go outside to reflect on my actions and wait.”

"Run'er, stay with your mother well."

After saying that, he lowered his head and hurried away.

Others assumed he left because he couldn't bear Su Yulan's beatings and scoldings, unaware that he had other plans in mind.

Mrs. Cheng sighed and turned to look at Cheng Nan.

Do you have any other ideas?

Cheng Nan remained timid, placing the peeled shrimp in Cheng's bowl and plate in an ingratiating manner.

“Madam, your father-in-law will not allow a second-rank general to remain idle.”

Cheng, who was initially anxious, immediately calmed down.

The eldest son's family was favored for two reasons: first, because they were born of the legitimate wife; and second, because they had given the Su family a grandson and joined the military, thus securing a future for the Su family.

Now, Qin Minglang, even without returning to the capital, would be a second-rank official, no less powerful than the eldest son's son.

She then picked up the shrimp and gave it to Cheng Nan.

"Your brain hasn't been worn down by frivolous pursuits yet; it's time to get it working properly."

Cheng Nan lowered her eyebrows and remained silent.

The front hall was bustling with activity, while the backyard was unusually quiet.

Only the maids and servants who were delivering ingredients from the kitchen and wine cellar to the front hall were in a hurry.

Jiang Qingwan mingled among them, taking a fruit platter from the kitchen and carrying it in her hands.

The Zhuge School does possess spells that allow one to conceal their presence.

However, using her current cultivation level would consume too much energy.

She had heard Qinghui say that the secret guards did not keep their eyes open and look around all day long; they mostly relied on their hearing.

Unless their martial arts skills are far superior to theirs, even if someone has excellent lightness skills, they can still detect the slightest tremor upon landing.

They are confident enough in this regard.

So she chose to conceal her presence and take the risk. If something really happened, it wouldn't be too late to hide her identity later.

She was not familiar with the layout of the Prince's Palace.

But what she was looking for was a formation.

Where there is an array, there will naturally be fluctuations of spiritual energy, which is easy for her to find.

After navigating several corridors, she stood in front of the Buddha Heart Hall.

The tightly closed courtyard gate was wrapped with strands of red thread.

It's about defending the position.

It's not very powerful, but if an outsider breaks in, the person who set up the formation will immediately notice.

Moreover, breaking the formation will be discovered.

She looked up at the courtyard wall.

The red thread meandered around the entire courtyard.

This defensive formation is not just guarding the entrance.

She became increasingly curious.

What secret is being hidden that warrants such fuss?

He was thinking about how to get in without being noticed.

Suddenly, a furtive figure appeared at the entrance of the Buddha Heart Hall.

Dressed in black and wearing a mask, he seemed to know martial arts. After looking around, he leaped into the courtyard.

The protective silk threads at the entrance instantly sprang to life.

Jiang Qingwan immediately perked up, squatted under the dark shade of the tree, and ate the melons and fruits with a small wooden fork.

Within a few breaths, the sounds of fighting could be heard inside the Buddha Heart Hall.

At the same time,

Su Weichuan, who was being toasted in the front yard, suddenly darkened his eyes.

"Please enjoy your meal, everyone. A rat has entered the Prince's residence. I'll go take a look."

After saying that, he put down the wine cup and left.

Everyone bowed in farewell.

Guo Hao felt both panicked and anxious.

Could that little mouse be Jiang Qingwan?

What should I do if I get caught?

With Su Weichuan gone, the atmosphere at the banquet became much more relaxed.

Many people went around to different tables to toast and talk, while many others went to the old princess's table to offer their birthday wishes.

Guo Hao took advantage of the chaos and slipped out.

Xia Yu, who had been watching him with resentment, immediately followed him secretly with his servant, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

In front of the Buddha Heart Hall,

Jiang Qingwan originally thought that the intruder would be brought out and punished.

But after a while, there was no response from inside.

Meanwhile, the defensive formation surrounding the entire Foxin Hall is rapidly expanding.

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