Chapter 169 Free Meal
"I admit I'm a little sad, but not to the point of hurting myself over these things."
Jiang Wan Ning looked at Zhou Shi and Wang Shi, "So, Mother, Aunt."
"Please don't worry about this, okay?"
"The most important thing right now is the baby in your womb. If anything happens to you or the baby because of me..."
"That was the biggest blow to me."
Zhou and Wang exchanged a glance, and Zhou squeezed Jiang Wan Ning's hand, "Ning Ning, don't worry."
"Mother had already figured it out on the way here."
"Mother will be fine, but you must promise me that you will not do anything foolish, and you must not pay attention to the rumors outside, okay?"
Sometimes, what kills people isn't just the knife, but also their mouths that believe everything they hear.
She knew her daughter was strong, but now she had this kind of relationship with the Pei family father and son.
Now the story is being told everywhere, and some teahouses have even adapted it into storytelling performances to attract customers.
Jiang Wan Ning grasped Zhou Shi's hand in return, "Mother, if I really cared about those things, I wouldn't have come back."
Zhou thought it made sense, and the group stayed for a while longer. Seeing that Jiang Wan Ning's condition didn't seem to be faking it, they finally felt relieved.
On the other end.
Pei Yanchuan was looking at the memorials in his study.
"Your Highness, we have been back in the capital for ten days. According to custom, we should have entered the palace to meet the Emperor on the day we returned."
"Because of your and the Princess's merits, and because of this incident, His Majesty has been slow to urge you."
Mo Ran looked worried. "But this can't go on forever."
"Sooner or later we will have to attend court and enter the palace to meet the emperor."
Pei Yanchuan didn't even look up, turned a page of his book, and calmly asked, "Have you decided whose house to investigate today?"
“My lord.” Mo Qing’s face scrunched up. “Ever since you returned to the capital, you’ve been using the excuse of investigating a case to go out and freeload at mealtimes every day.”
"This has led the ministers to speculate that the princess spent too much money during this locust plague, which is why she won't give you the palace."
"This caused you to feel resentful, so you investigated whether they had embezzled any money."
“Their idea is good; we can use this as a pretext for future investigations,” Pei Yanchuan nodded.
Upon hearing this, Mo Qing became even more anxious, "But the key point is that they dare not cook any meat for any of their three meals a day now."
"They're afraid you'll think they have money but won't give it up, and then they'll seek revenge."
"Whichever family we choose now, all we'll get are steamed buns and vegetables." Mo Qing patted his stomach. "I want to eat meat."
"If I had known that you and the princess had separated, I would have assigned my subordinates to the princess as well."
Even if there's no meat, at least I can still take a bite of Pei Anqing, right?
Mo Ran nudged Mo Qing with his elbow, "That prince... I do have a good place to choose from."
"I guarantee you'll get to eat meat."
Pei Yanchuan and Mo Qing both looked at Mo Ran.
Mo Ran touched his nose. "Duke Rongguo."
“That’s right.” Mo Qing slapped Mo Ran hard on the shoulder. “How come I didn’t think of that?”
"The Duke of Rong gave so many properties to the Princess Consort; he is the least afraid of being accused of embezzlement."
Mo Qing rubbed his hands together and grinned at Pei Yanchuan, "Master, let's go."
It's almost lunchtime.
Pei Yanchuan closed the book in his hand, stood up, and said, "You don't need to go to the investigation (meal) today."
"Keep your eyes on the direction of the main courtyard."
"Master!" Mo Qing cried out in anguish, "Master, I was wrong, Master."
Pei Yanchuan ignored him and walked straight out. Mo Ran looked at him sympathetically and said, "I'll bring you a steamed bun later."
"For the sake of you serving the prince alongside me."
"Who told you to bring them?" Mo Qing kicked Mo Ran. "I'm going to become sisters with those two girls in a bit."
"I will serve the princess."
Pei Yanchuan had just stepped out of the courtyard when he saw Wu Xinrui kneeling at the door with a bruised and swollen face.
"Holy crap!" Mo Ran exclaimed in fright, "What the hell is this?"
It seems Mo Qing was right. The feng shui of Pei Anqing's courtyard is bad, which makes it easy to attract unclean things. But these unclean things are too unclean. How come they are such a big lump?
Pei Yanchuan wasn't frightened by Wu Xinrui, but he was startled by Mo Ran, who was usually composed, behind him.
"What the hell is that? Have you ever seen such an ugly ghost? It's obviously the mistress from the rumors." Mo Qing's sly voice came from behind.
Pei Yanchuan's face darkened slightly. "The frontier is short of someone to cook and tend the fire, and I think you're just right."
"Master, I was wrong, Master." Mo Qing quickly stood up straight and lightly slapped his own mouth. "I'm to be punished by not eating meat for the next few days."
"I cannot leave you, sir. I do not want to go to the frontier."
If I go to the frontier to become a cook, will I ever be able to get married in this lifetime?
“Sir, if he keeps talking, you should ask the Emperor to grant the yam to someone else.”
"No, Mo Ran, are you still my brother?" Mo Qing said anxiously, "Master, please don't listen to him."
"If you arrange a marriage for that fat girl, you'll never be able to please the princess in this lifetime."
Pei Yanchuan raised an eyebrow. No wonder this kid keeps talking about how good the princess is; it turns out his heart has long since left her.
The three of them paid no attention to Wu Xinrui, who was kneeling.
Wu Xinrui could only pitifully call out again, "Please, Your Highness, do justice for this servant."
"No matter what, I cannot be beaten by just anyone."
Mo Qing looked down and examined it carefully. "Master, you were indeed beaten quite badly. Look, your eyes are swollen like a toad."
"This is a bit like what that kid Yu Hai was talking about... Sad Frog, yes, it's a bit like Sad Frog."
"It's a pity that I'm not very good at painting, otherwise I would have painted it and shown it to Peony Girl."
Mo Qing's tone carried a hint of regret.
Mo Ran also bent down to take a look out of curiosity, and then said to Pei Yanchuan in a serious tone, "It does look quite like the toad that Yu Hai drew."
I just don't understand why that kid would call a toad with swollen eyes a sad frog.
It's clearly an ugly toad.
"Your Highness..." Wu Xinrui couldn't help but sob, "If something happens to me, then the Duchess..."
"This is the last time." Pei Yanchuan's voice suddenly turned cold. "If you use this matter to threaten me again..."
"I do not recommend using other methods," Pei Yanchuan said before leaving.
Mo Qing 'kindly' explained, "You may not be aware of the other methods Your Highness mentioned."
"It's nothing really, just breaking your fingers one by one, and if you still don't talk, I'll break your knees too."
"In short, I'll torture you until you talk."
"Oh, by the way, don't worry. We've become very skilled at this kind of punishment; it definitely won't kill you."
"Would you like to try it now? I won't charge you." Mo Qing stretched his limbs. "After all, it was because of you that the princess divorced the prince."
"This left me with nowhere to sleep and nowhere to eat."
Wu Xinrui looked at Mo Qing's rolled-up sleeves, his arms covered in knife scars.
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