“I’ve overstepped my boundaries, Your Highness; please spare this subordinate.” The man with the douli knelt immediately, his expression respectful as he spoke. There must be something wrong with me recently. Why do I keep making mistakes?


Seeing his reaction, Hua Ziqing laughed. “You must be a little tired. Go back and have an early rest.”


“Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. This subordinate will take my leave.” The man with the douli knew that now wasn’t the right time for him to prove himself to Hua Ziqing.


A man wearing a mask appeared right after the man with the douli left.


“Give this to Yun Ruofeng and tell him that this Prince would like to meet him.”


The masked man disappeared almost immediately after receiving the instructions, leaving no trace that he had even existed.


Hua Ziqing took a sip of tea and mumbled, “One has no choice but to discard a useless pawn.”




In the posthouse.


A guard knelt before Pei Qianhao before passing him a note and beginning to speak. “Prince Hao, we can confirm that Hua Ziqing is the one behind everything.


Madame Wen would be shocked to see the note, because it was none other than the fake suicide note that she hadn’t used.


Pei Qianhao smirked at this and asked, “Where is her body?”


“It’s still in the Prime Minister Residence. Our men have looked into it, and informed us that the coroner’s report will only be ready after a couple of hours,” the guard answered.


Pei Qianhao nodded. “You may take your leave. Continue keeping an eye on things.”


The guard then left before Su Xi-er wandered in, looking sleepy.


Pei Qianhao walked up and took her into his embrace. “Xi-er, why don’t you sleep some more. Or are you hungry?”


Su Xi-er smiled. “A-Jing, all I’ve done is eat and sleep today. Don’t you think that I seem like some sort of animal?”


“Then it would have to be the world’s cutest one,” Pei Qianhao answered slyly.


Su Xi-er gave a slight pout and said, “A-Jing, shall we go to the banquet together tomorrow?”


“Sure, I’ll go wherever Xi-er wishes.” Pei Qianhao smiled.


Su Xi-er’s eyes shone as she met Pei Qianhao’s gaze. “A-Jing, I’ll always be with you too.”


“A-Jing, what do you think Elder Brother would do for revenge against Hua Ziqing?” Su Xi-er asked mischievously.


Pei Qianhao’s expression remained gentle as he said, “He’ll give him a taste of his own medicine.”


“Hua Ziqing will definitely regret targeting Elder Brother like that. The banquet will be interesting.” Su Xi-er gave a cheeky smile.


“You’ve gotten a lot more playful after getting pregnant.” Pei Qianhao looked at her with nothing but gentle affection.


Su Xi-er pinched his cheeks and said, “This means that the baby in my tummy is as naughty as you are.”


“How about I show you what being naughty means?” Pei Qianhao gave a mischievous smirk and started kissing her, stopping only when Su Xi-er’s face turned red.


“Are you going to say that I’m naughty again?” Pei Qianhao laughed.


Su Xi-er mumbled, “Look, my child, you’ll have to help me fight A-Jing after you’re born.”


“Xi-er.” Pei Qianhao called her name in a loving tone as he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.


Su Xi-er then stuck her tongue out at him and said, “A-Jing, I’m hungry.”


“En. I’ll take you out for some good food.” Pei Qianhao took her hand in his as he led her out.


Yun Ruofeng’s man had witnessed everything, but the problem was, he couldn’t find a way to escape without being caught. This is bad, Master will put the blame on me if I can’t pass on any messages.


What should I do? How do I leave? How is Master doing now?

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