The more Yan Hengjun listened, the uglier his face became. The Sixth Princess was very good at pretending.
His Majesty secretly entrusted her with an important task, and the eldest princess's subsequent memorial requesting commendation also demonstrated her ability and merits.
These things are fine, but the struggle for the throne is none of her business.
The key point is that all signs indicate that the Sixth Princess had no romantic feelings for her eldest son at all.
Putting everything else aside, just considering the matter of drugging someone, if she had ulterior motives, the situation would probably be quite different.
With the Prime Minister's family backing them up, and the opportunity right in front of them, why did they still refuse?
Yan Hengjun's face flushed bright red instantly, and she rushed forward with a yell.
"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner? You made me lose so much face!"
"Oh, be gentle, madam."
"Also, what's the deal with the ginger soup?"
"I don't know what ginger soup is... Ah!"
Meanwhile, Suimo followed the servant all the way out.
The atmosphere was so oppressive that Zhi Mo felt suffocated.
"Um... your name is Sui Mo, and mine is Zhi Mo, we're quite similar, haha..."
I turned to look behind me, but the maid behind me still had no expression on her face.
She glanced at him and felt a chill seep into her bones.
Startled, Zhi Mo turned around immediately and couldn't help but shiver.
After that, they didn't try to make conversation and remained silent all the way to the door.
The old steward waited by the carriage and took two steps forward to greet the person.
“Miss Suimo, the madam has instructed me to present some gifts.”
Among them were several old medicinal herbs; may His Highness recover soon.
Sui Mo glanced at it, and Mo San, who had come with him, lifted the carriage curtain, revealing several brocade boxes, which appeared to contain calligraphy and paintings.
In the world of the wealthy and powerful, aged medicines are also a form of hard currency.
It's simply impossible to buy century-old medicinal herbs on the market.
Aside from pharmacies with strong backing using them as their prized possessions, other pharmacies would be snapped up as soon as any word got out.
Sui Mo nodded slightly and clasped his hands in a fist salute to the old butler.
“In that case, I will accept it on behalf of my master.”
She didn't even utter a word of thanks for being saved.
The old butler knew a bit about the inside story and that the lady wanted to buy back the favor, so the gift he gave was quite generous.
In addition to the collections in the Prime Minister's residence, she even used her own dowry.
But the debt of gratitude for saving a life... well, it can't be measured by the weight of a gift.
The person opposite should have already understood the lady's meaning, which is why there was such a big difference in their attitude before and after entering the mansion.
What could a servant like him say? He bowed deeply to express his gratitude.
When he stood up, there was no one in front of him.
The other party did not accept his gift and had already boarded the carriage.
After driving quite a distance, Suimo lifted the carriage curtain and glanced around.
So what if he's from a high-ranking official's family? So what if he's a top scholar? So what if he makes some progress?
It's because her Highness doesn't think much of Pei Xueqiao.
If Your Highness were willing to step forward and display your talents, well…
Pei Xueqiao was in a great mood. Although she still received a thank-you gift, she would find a way to return it later.
It's good to have frequent interactions, back and forth, over and over again.
Strolling over to the dining hall, I realized that something was off.
The father covered his ears and rubbed them carefully, occasionally making hissing sounds.
The mother crossed her arms, her face flushed red.
"Father, what did you do to upset Mother?"
"Treason!"
Pei Xueqiao: ?
Yan Hengjun's chest heaved as he stared at his eldest son with an unfriendly gaze.
The girl would never make up something like the Sixth Prince not liking ginger soup.
Otherwise, if you confront them face-to-face, everything will be exposed.
Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, Yan Hengjun could roughly guess some of it.
It's hard to say what the eldest son did to curry favor with them, but predictably, the result wasn't good.
This made her so embarrassed that she felt a lump in her throat, unable to calm herself down. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She pointed a finger at Old Pei.
"Your father is shameless; he drinks and seduces women and seduces vixens."
Old Pei: ? ? ?
Xiao Pei: !!
Pei Xueqiao gasped, looking at her elderly father in disbelief.
I'd never heard of him being into this before. Now, in his old age... this... his reputation is ruined...
It was as if a bucket of ice had been poured over his head, causing Pei Xuanyun to shiver uncontrollably.
"This...you..."
He shakily extended his finger, only to receive a warning look from his beloved wife.
Yan Hengjun originally wanted to press for an answer, but looking at her eldest son in front of her, she held back.
My son is all grown up and has a sense of shame. If I confront him directly, I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause.
Pei Xuanyun could easily guess his wife's thoughts, and under her warning, he had no choice but to withdraw his finger.
"Your mother misunderstood; it was just a colleague joking when he was drunk."
Saying those words through gritted teeth was the last line the old comrade had crossed.
There should be limits to spoiling children; at least Lao Pei is unwilling to jeopardize his reputation.
Pei Xueqiao remained silent, her suspicious gaze sweeping over her father from head to toe, as if trying to ascertain the truthfulness of his words.
"What are you looking at! Tell the kitchen staff to serve the food!"
Touching his nose, Pei Xueqiao ultimately decided not to add fuel to the fire, fearing his father would be beaten to death.
However, the meaningful look in his eyes as he left almost made Lao Pei blurt out the truth.
The dining hall was now empty except for the elderly couple. Yan Hengjun issued a stern warning:
"Let's pretend we don't know anything about this. If you dare to let it slip, hmph..."
Pei Xuanyun was furious. For so many years, all he could do was use a "humph" to scare people.
But how many years has it been since we've seen this scene?
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