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Lanqin thought for a moment and sighed inwardly: Is this drama of brothers killing each other still unavoidable?
"Your Highness, if necessary, could we ask Mother for her opinion?" Lanqin thought of Consort De. If she could persuade the Fourteenth Prince, would it have some effect?
“No, Mother probably doesn’t know about the imperial edict yet. How can I tell her about it?” the Fourth Prince said.
“But you brothers fighting is the last thing your mother wants to see,” Lanqin sighed.
“He definitely needs to send someone to keep a close eye on things, otherwise I’m really worried,” Fourth Master said.
"Then let's take strict precautions. Why not try to bring the Fourteenth Prince back? That way, he can't do anything right under our noses," Lanqin said.
"I'm afraid he won't come back so easily. We need to think of a way to get Father Emperor to issue an order to summon him back," said the Fourth Prince.
Lanqin nodded, then thought, "Father is unwell, so he might use visiting as an excuse. If Mother could write such a letter to summon the Fourteenth Prince back, that would be wonderful."
The two talked for a while longer, and the Fourth Master naturally stayed at Lanqin's place.
The next day, the Fourth Master was gone for a long time, so Lanqin naturally slept until she woke up naturally. With the New Year approaching, there were many things to do in the manor, and someone came to report things early in the morning.
"What did you say? Say it again." Lanqin listened to the steward's report while holding a cup of tea.
"Yes, please advise on what to do with the produce from the garden, Consort. They say there's too much, and since there's hardly anyone there on weekdays, it's just rotting away," the steward said.
“That’s easy. Just send it to Daqing Hot Pot. They’ll have plenty to eat,” Lanqin said.
After all the reports were finished, Lanqin glanced at the quartz clock and realized it was almost lunchtime.
"I heard that Lady Irgen's morning sickness is quite severe. Let's go and see her." Lanqin suddenly remembered this and felt that as the head of the family, she should go and check on her. Although she was Hongshi's legal wife and the daughter-in-law of the Fujin.
“Master, actually no one will say anything if you don’t go,” Baoqin said hurriedly as she fetched a cloak for Lanqin.
"No one said anything, but I think that child seems quite honest, let's go and see him," Lanqin said.
So, Lanqin, wearing a cloak and supported by her maid, went to Hongshi's courtyard. She suddenly remembered Irgen, actually because the Fourth Prince had mentioned last night that he wanted to find a residence for Hongli.
"Master, watch your step!" Baoqin said, supporting Lanqin.
"Why hasn't anyone shoveled the snow here? I wouldn't have known if I hadn't come to check," Lanqin said, frowning.
"It must be that the people below have been cheating and shirking their duties," Baoqin said.
Lanqin, supported by her maid, went to look at Ulanara Shuzhen's door from afar and found that there wasn't a single snowflake falling on her roof.
"Let's go and tell them first," Lanqin said to Chunxi behind her.
When Chunxi went into the Irgen family's house to inform them, Lanqin sat a few more steps and looked around. There was no snow anywhere else, except for the corridor under the Irgen family's house where there was snow.
“This Irgen is Hongshi’s principal wife. How dare these servants mistreat their mistress?” Lanqin couldn’t help but say.
“I’ve heard that Lady Irgen has a very good temper and doesn’t have the temperament of a mistress. Plus, she’s pregnant, so she probably doesn’t go out much, which is why those people have been slacking off,” Baoqin said.
"Irgen pays her respects to the concubine!" Irgen, heavily pregnant, personally came out to greet her.
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