Hongxuan kissed her again.

Fourth Master had no time to pay attention to Hongxuan's intimacy. He narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips, and coldly shouted, "Su Peisheng!"

Seeing the Fourth Master's expression change, Jiaming inwardly groaned and immediately made an excuse, "Your Highness, we can ask Eunuch Su about your matter later. This servant will go to the small kitchen to see if dinner is ready."

"No need, it's not like we don't have servants and maids here. They can run errands!" Fourth Master narrowed his eyes, his cold and stern aura freezing Jiaming in place. "You stay here."

In fact, Fourth Master omitted two sentences: "Don't even think about running away! I'll settle accounts with you after I've found out the truth."

After getting the information from Su Peisheng, he learned that his son Hongxuan's passionate kiss had left a mark on his face.

Fourth Master's face darkened instantly. The thought of bearing this mark made him furious. He looked at Hongxuan, who was sitting cross-legged on his arm, and suddenly felt annoyed.

But seeing Hongxuan babbling and his warm, excited smile, Fourth Master's annoyance vanished.

He sighed, patted Hongxuan's head, and then handed him to the wet nurse to feed the drowsy baby that Granny Sun had brought. Immediately afterward, he looked up at Jiaming (whose name means "the mother pays for the child's debt") and began a half-hour-long nagging lecture.

As for Su Peisheng, he dared to laugh at his master, so of course he was punished by the Fourth Master. However, the punishment wasn't severe, and Su Peisheng happily accepted the punishment and left.

As for Hongtao and Granny Sun, they were scolded along with Jiaming and suffered from the Fourth Master's cold aura. In short, they were frightened.

When it was time to rest in the evening, Fourth Master said that the previous verbal reprimands were just an appetizer, and now, the main course was about to begin.

As the last vestige of the Fourth Master's feast, Jiaming, in her final moments of lucidity, bit the corner of the blanket and cursed inwardly that the Fourth Master had overexerted himself tonight, would marry a concubine tomorrow, and would be powerless tonight, like Liu Xiahui, willing but unable.

Hmph, let's see if you become a laughingstock tomorrow, and whether you'll dare to work this hard when you come to Peach Academy again! (To be continued.)