"By the way, Lan'er, we have family in faraway Yuezhou. They'll be here tomorrow—Grandpa, Grandma, Second Uncle, and Second Aunt. They want to see you," Da Meng said.
"It's really kind of them to go through all this trouble to come all this way. I just hope they'll like me," Du Qinglan said.
Qiao Dameng's heart skipped a beat, and he almost told Du Qinglan about Qiao Lian'er's special abilities.
But he immediately remembered what Qiao Lian'er had said: this matter must be kept a secret, even if a knife is held to one's throat, one must not tell anyone other than one's own family.
Even Pei Qingrong is still unaware that her personality is too impulsive, and is afraid that she might accidentally let something slip.
Du Qinglan was an extremely astute person and did not miss his hesitation.
"Brother Da Meng, what were you trying to say just now?"
"I don't have any left either. I wanted you to eat more, but then I remembered that you don't have a good appetite."
Du Qinglan could tell he was lying.
She had a feeling that what Da Meng almost said was very important.
But for some reason, there was ultimately no way out.
She pushed the person away, turned around, pouted, and frowned.
When Da Meng saw Du Qinglan like this for the first time, he couldn't help but feel anxious: "Lan'er, what's wrong with you? Is there something I did wrong?"
As he spoke, he turned her around, only to find that Du Qinglan's eyes were red and she was about to cry.
He looked like he had been wronged.
Da Meng felt as if something had crushed his heart, a sharp pain shooting through him. He became flustered and awkwardly wiped her eyes.
"Lan'er, don't cry. I'm here for you. Tell me anything, and I'll do anything for you."
"Brother Da Meng, didn't you say that you would never lie to me or deceive me?"
“Yes, I said it, and it’s absolutely from the bottom of my heart.” Da Meng raised his hand, almost as if he was about to swear an oath.
"Okay, then tell me, you clearly wanted to say something to me just now, but why did you stop? You also said you wouldn't hold back to me."
Du Qinglan seemed determined to persist.
Da Meng was startled awake. The matter concerning Lian'er was closely related to the rise and fall of the Qiao family, so he could not reveal a single detail, no matter how much he loved Du Qinglan.
Even if he dies, it's not allowed.
So, he lowered his head with some guilt: "Lan'er, believe in my determination to spend my life with you. I will never hide from you what I shouldn't. But not everything is suitable to tell you, including some military secrets and the internal affairs of the Qiao family. Once you are married into the family, I promise you will know as much as the other members of the Qiao family."
He then grabbed Du Qinglan's hand and said, "Lan'er, please forgive me this time."
Du Qinglan took a deep breath, feeling somewhat unwilling, but she knew that if she kept pressing the issue and wouldn't give up, it might provoke Qiao Dameng's opinion.
She's come a long way, so she needs to learn when to stop.
Du Qinglan nodded gently: "I know, Brother Meng. There are some things that are inconvenient to say, but that doesn't mean you don't love me. No one has ever been as good to me as you, and I should be more understanding of you."
"I shouldn't have—"
"Lan'er, you did nothing wrong. You just wanted to know more about me."
The tension between them vanished, and they resumed their sweet, intimate conversation.
During this time, Qiao Lian'er had been observing the eldest prince's movements, but the eldest prince had been staying in the mansion, indulging in pleasure with his concubines and maids.
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