Chapter 90 Family Banquet

"Ayan, the room is a bit stuffy, so I came out to get some fresh air. I don't know how I ended up in the front hall."

Lu Xiuzhu was born with a plump figure, and because of her pregnancy she had a more maternal and gentle look. Her puppy eyes were so bright and watery that anyone who saw them would feel pity for her.

Shen Yuheng's eyes flickered. The third young lady of the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion was originally the most arrogant and unreasonable person, stupid and bad, but now she has changed her personality?

He suddenly remembered some bad words he had heard from the public in the past. In addition to Lu Qingyue's instigation, Lu Xiuzhu also added fuel to the fire. A sinister look appeared in his eyes.

Shen Yuheng stood up, his expression returning to its usual calm state. He said softly, "Your Highness, I will take my leave now."

Wei Yan smiled and put his arm around his shoulders: "Okay, Changjue. By the way, remember to ask your wife to come to the palace banquet in a few days. My mother is worried about her."

Shen Yuheng pulled the corners of his lips and nodded in agreement. When he turned around, his eyes instantly turned cold.

When attending the Spring Banquet for the first time, Concubine Li wanted to beat Lu Qiaoxiao with a stick to destroy her prestige. Now, is she worried about her again?

Pei Mansion:

Pei Jinxuan sat in the middle of the hall with a frown on his face. Only one night had passed since the farce of last night, and the Imperial Censor had already run to the Imperial Court with a tablet in hand to report someone.

Prince Pingyang kept sending people to put pressure on him, but Wei Wu himself did not show up.

This meant that she had some feelings towards him, and Pei Jinxuan knew it clearly in his mind.

As a newly promoted scholar, he climbed up the big tree of Prince Pingyang with the mentality of taking a gamble. If he made a contribution, he would be rewarded and given gifts like giving bones to dogs. If something went wrong, he would definitely push someone out to take the blame.

But Wei Wu did not treat him so badly. He had done so many things for him in the Shangshu Mansion, and when the military funds for the northern border were insufficient, he was the one who gritted his teeth and provided Wei Wu with the military funds despite the pressure.

But Wei Wu was surrounded by a group of flies that were greedy and kept an eye on his position as the Minister of Revenue. If they found any mistake, they would try to bring him down.

Can't wait any longer - Pei Jinxuan's eyes flashed, and he went to the desk to write. After finishing writing, he folded the paper carefully until no trace of handwriting could be seen.

After doing all this, he immediately called the messenger over and said, "Send it to the Prince of Pingyang's Palace. Make sure it is delivered to the Prince himself."

When Lu Qiaoxiao returned to the Prime Minister's Residence after finishing her shift, before she even stepped into the door, a figure ran over excitedly and hugged her tightly.

"Sister!" Lu Shiyou rubbed his head on her shoulder with a satisfied smile on his face.

"You're so grown up, but you're still acting like a child. Really?" Lu Qiaoxiao laughed from the bottom of his heart, his eyebrows raised inadvertently: "You little brat, you're usually so rude to me, why are you suddenly acting like a spoiled brat today?"

A suspicious blush flashed across Lu Shiyou's face. He whispered, "I heard there's a banquet going on in the palace in a few days. I wonder if Qingqiu will go."

After saying that, the boy lowered his head again in an instant, his eyelashes curled and raised, as if they were bent by the morning dew.

Lu Qiaoxiao slapped his head and realized that he had been so busy investigating cases that he had forgotten about this matter.

Lu Qiaoxiao patted Lu Shiyou's shoulder with a righteous look on his face, "Brother, I'll go and ask Miss Ruan about her feelings for you right now. I won't wait for the palace banquet. I'll find a way to send the letter to her tomorrow."

"If you have anything to give, just take it out and I'll deliver it. It's always more convenient." Lu Qiaoxiao could guess the boy's uncontrollable thoughts.

In her previous life, Lu Shiyou died on the horse trail. When she went to collect the body, it was completely cold. There was nothing on his body, but a blood-soaked jade hairpin was tightly clenched in his fingers.

Lu Qiaoxiao fiddled for a long time before she finally took out the hairpin. On the inside of the hairpin near the pearl flower, the word "Autumn" was written.

She had regrets. It was not until her death that her soul had another chance to go to Qingcheng Mountain. She looked at Ruan Qingqiu, who opened a shop at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain but insisted on not getting married. She did not have the chance to pass the jade hairpin on to her younger brother.

Fortunately, in this life, she can finally make up for her regrets.

Lu Shiyou carefully took out a square piece of soft cloth from his arms, which seemed to contain something.

Lu Qiaoxiao knew without even looking that this was it, a hairpin of excellent quality that she had saved up for several months with her salary. She took a deep breath and looked at Lu Shiyou with burning eyes: "Don't worry, I will definitely deliver it to you."

"but--"

"But what?" Lu Shiyou looked nervous, afraid that she would say a bad word.

"But you will have to deliver the betrothal gifts yourself."

Lu Qiaoxiao smiled sweetly, her eyes swept across the fragrant osmanthus trees in the courtyard, and then her eyes fixed.

At some point, Shen Yuheng had quietly sat in the yard, reading a book with a scroll in his hand.

When did he come in?

Didn’t A Yao just say that he was not in the mansion?

Could it be that he is climbing over the wall?

As soon as this idea popped up in Lu Qiaoxiao's mind, he immediately rejected it.

Yes, Chen Xiang is good at everything except his Qing Kung Fu. He has to rely on her to climb up the three-story pagoda.

"Brother-in-law!" Lu Shiyou followed Lu Qiaoxiao's gaze with a smile in his eyes. He had no idea about the twists and turns in Lu Qiaoxiao's heart, and he just spoke sweet words.

"Well, how has Xiaoyou been doing in his studies recently?" Shen Yuheng showed a smile in his eyes.

As usual, he looked at his students with the same satisfaction that a teacher would have.

But if Lu Qiaoxiao had not seen this man's uncontrolled passion so many times, he would have really been deceived by his indifference and lack of desire.

While she was secretly complaining, Shen Yuheng had already started chatting with Lu Shiyou. Lu Qiaoxiao looked at the two of them talking and laughing, and her mind flashed back to the day when the three of them went out shopping and Shen Yuheng and his brother sent her back to Yong'an Marquis Mansion.

The look in his eyes as he glanced at her at sunset, the eyes that made her heart burn.

Shen Yuheng asked the mansion to prepare good wine and food and asked Lu Shiyou to stay in the mansion for dinner.

Lu Shiyou made a bitter face and said pitifully, "Brother-in-law, Master Zhang from the Hanlin Academy told me to go back quickly. I ran away secretly and I'm afraid I'll be late after dinner."

Lu Qiaoxiao caught a glimpse of the sly smile hidden in his eyes, but did not expose it.

A-di still retains his childlike nature, which is very precious.

Shen Yuheng raised his eyebrows and said as a matter of course, "I'll send someone over to tell him now that you're taking the exam here today and you're not going back."

"Next time you come, just use this reason. I think Lord Zhang is a reasonable person." Lu Shiyou smiled happily and immediately raised his glass to toast Shen Yuheng.

Lu Shiyou has a low alcohol tolerance, but he loves to drink. After a few drinks, his face turns as red as a cooked shrimp.

Shen Yuheng drank a little more, and a blush appeared on his face, making his handsome face even more charming. Fortunately, he was still conscious.

Lu Qiaoxiao was just about to wave his hand and have someone pack up Lu Shiyou and send him back to the mansion to rest.

Suddenly, there was a sound of small, thin footsteps outside the door. Everyone in the room looked over and saw a young and lovely woman in green walk in gracefully. She bowed in the direction of the head table and said softly, "My humble servant Yingge greets the Prime Minister, Madam, and Mr. Lu."