He Yunxiao didn't mean to eavesdrop. After Sister Jiang said that "the negotiations will not go smoothly," He Yunxiao was preoccupied with Mengbao.
Although he believed Mengbao 100%, his belief did not mean that his father was willing to believe it as well.
It's perfectly normal for negotiations to stall when there's mutual suspicion.
Moreover, Meng Qingqian's reputation speaks for itself, and besides, her father and Meng Qingqian were never on the same side...
Driven by a number of factors, He Yunxiao pulled Jiang Wuyou aside and quietly slipped to the side of the study, choosing to eavesdrop on the righteous indignation.
Worried that his father, a ninth-rank cultivator, would recognize him and Sister Jiang, He Yunxiao specially activated his inner energy barrier to reduce noise from breathing and heartbeats in the dead of night.
After listening for a while, the conversation inside the room reached a stalemate, just as Jiang Wuyou had expected.
"Wife, what should we do?" He Yunxiao whispered.
Jiang Wuyou thought for a moment and said, "Xiao'er, do you believe Li Qingmeng?"
I believe you.
How much faith do you have?
He Yunxiao held Jiang Wuyou's hand and said, "Trust her as you trust your wife."
Jiang Wuyou blushed and scolded playfully, "Say something serious."
“It’s true! I, He Yunxiao, swear to the heavens that I will believe in Jiang Wuyou for the rest of my life. If I break this oath, may I never touch her again…”
Jiang Wuyou quickly covered He Yunxiao's mouth with her hand, "Hey, hey, don't do this, Wuyou believes you."
He Yunxiao laughed and said, "My wife, I haven't finished yet. If I break this vow, may I never touch a woman in my life."
Jiang Wuyou chuckled softly, "What's this all about?"
He Yunxiao said seriously, "My wife is not allowed to laugh. This is the most solemn vow in the world."
"Good~, my husband is the best to Wuyou." The voluptuous beauty's big eyes curved into crescents.
He Yunxiao took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Jiang Wuyou's waist, about to embark on a "renaissance." But before he could even begin, Jiang Wuyou slapped him away.
"Xiao'er, do you still want to know how to help Miss Li Qingmeng?"
He Yunxiao said seriously, "Yes, I want to. That won't delay anything..."
"Go on, be serious. Your parents' biggest concern is that they're afraid you'll help an ungrateful wretch. Do you understand?"
He Yunxiao isn't stupid. How could he not understand how blunt Sister Jiang was?
"Understood." He Yunxiao stood up.
"Hey, what do you know?"
"We've been talking for quite a while now, the tea must be getting cold. I'll go get my parents a cup of tea."
...
As Jiang Wuyou said, the negotiations to raise troops to help Meng were very deadlocked for a time.
On one side is Meng Qingqian, who is ready to make her mark, and on the other side is He Yuanhao, who wants to have a grandson. The two sides have fundamentally different ideas.
In He Yunxiao's opinion, having a child wouldn't hinder Mengbao's grand ambitions. In a couple of years, once he's amassed a million-strong army, Mengbao could simply wave her hand while breastfeeding and conquer the world. Unlike the current hassle.
Sister Jiang's meaning was actually quite clear.
The biggest concern for Marquis Wuqing, He Yuanhao, who was unwilling to help Meng Qingqian was not the pressure from the Prime Minister, but that if he helped her, she would gain power and continue to be her eldest princess and her "empress," while he would not only suffer heavy losses but also lose his grandson.
This concern is not without merit; in fact, it is a highly probable outcome. The proverb "The rabbit is killed once the hunt is over, the hunting dog is cooked; the birds are gone once the bow is put away" has been true since ancient times.
He Yunxiao knocked on the wooden door of the study, carrying a pot of casually brewed hot tea.
Meng Qingqian and He Yuanhao exchanged a glance inside the room. He Yuanhao asked, "Who?"
"Father, it's me, He Yunxiao."
He Yuanhao glanced at Meng Qingqian again and suddenly noticed that she was blushing.
He Yuanhao: ? ? ?
Zhang Jingxian: ? ? ?
"Your Highness, you..." He Yuanhao's face was full of disbelief.
Meng Qingqian blushed and said in a panic, "I'm fine, I'm fine."
She touched the bell and quickly calmed her breathing.
"Let him in," Meng Qingqian said.
He Yuanhao then said, "Come in."
Having received permission, He Yunxiao scurried in excitedly.
"Father, Aunt, Qingmeng, I've brewed some hot tea and brought it to you. Drinking cold tea late at night isn't good for your health."
A sweet dream?
He Yuanhao and Zhang Jingxian exchanged a glance, both puzzled.
He Yunxiao poured tea for his parents with a smile, and only then did he pour tea for Mengbao.
While pouring tea for his son, Mengbao, He Yunxiao spoke to him affectionately in a "whisper" that everyone could hear. "Qingmeng, how did your chat with my parents go?"
"It's alright." Meng Qingqian lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"My dad has a bad temper, so you'll have to be patient."
"Mm." Meng Qingqian nodded.
"Tell me if you have any difficulties."
"Um."
"Don't stay up too late."
"Um."
"Is all you can say 'hmm'?" He Yunxiao rarely scolded his Mengbao.
Meng Qingqian didn't know why, but in front of He Yunxiao's parents, she subconsciously became much more timid than when facing He Yunxiao alone.
Normally, if He Yunxiao were to yell at her, she would undoubtedly retort and even slap him a couple of times. But now, in front of He Yunxiao's parents, Meng Qingqian didn't dare to say a single word.
When He Yunxiao scolded her, she could only lower her head, looking like a submissive wife, and softly say, "I know."
He Yuanhao and Zhang Jingxian were completely dumbfounded.
With wide eyes and a half-open mouth, he seemed not to hear He Yunxiao's farewell as he left.
This...this...is this Princess Xiaoyue?
"Your Highness..." He Yuanhao managed to utter these words after a long pause.
Meng Qingqian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, her tone extremely cold and sharp: "In front of He Yunxiao, I am called 'Li Qingmeng,' one of the legitimate daughters of the Li family in Jiangnan. Don't get it wrong. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
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