“Replying to Princess Consort Hao, this official’s woman isn’t sure. The only thing I know is that they are an eminent family from Liujing.”
“Do you know why they kidnapped your child?” Su Xi-er continued to ask.
Tears streamed down the woman’s face again. “That person said that my child was originally a lost child of their family.”
“Were they telling the truth?” Su Xi-er appeared to have thought of something as she briefly glanced at Pei Qianhao.
“It’s true, I took in this child when I found them on the street years ago. They were mentally handicapped, so I raised him as my own.” The woman explained.
Su Xi-er pondered for a moment. “Did that group of people leave anything behind?”
The woman hesitated for a moment before quickly taking out a triangular wooden block from her pouch. “I found this after they left, but I only have this small piece. I’m not sure what it is either.”
Su Xi-er took the wooden block and placed it on the table. It took just a glimpse for Pei Qianhao to understand the implications, while Du Ling had a pensive look in his eyes.
The two of them glanced at Su Xi-er, signalling that she could stop.
A look of understanding registered in Su Xi-er’s eyes. “Follow my guard to rest first. I will think of a way to help you find your child.”
“Thank you, Princess Consort Hao.” The woman knelt down and kowtowed.
After Wu Ling took the woman away, Pei Qianhao said with a cold expression, “Xi-er, I’m afraid this matter is related to Hua Ziqing.”
Du Ling concurred. “This matter is probably not as simple as we think.”
“If Hua Ziqing really did take away the child, his purpose in doing so can only be to threaten their real family.” Su Xi-er gave a quick analysis.
Ice frosted Pei Qianhao’s eyes. “Western Region King, do you why Wen Wanzhi died?”
Although Du Ling wasn’t sure what he meant by that, he still shook his head.
“A-Jing, are you suggesting that this is related to that case?” Su Xi-er could immediately guess what he was thinking.
Du Ling’s tone was damning as he connected the dots. “Prince Hao, are you saying that this child belongs to the Prime Minister Residence?”
A smirk hung at the corners of Pei Qianhao’s mouth. “According to my analysis, it shouldn’t be far from the truth.”
“A-Jing, we must quickly find this child.” Su Xi-er’s eyes turned cold.
“Leave this to me. Since I’m the cause of this, I should be the one to end it.” Du Ling gave no room for objection as he stood up and walked out of the private room.
“A-Jing, do you think Hua Ziqing is doing all this just to harm Elder Brother?” Su Xi-er was a little bewildered.
“Xi-er, Hua Ziqing wants to eliminate any future problems.” Pei Qianhao sneered.
Coldness seeped into Su Xi-er’s expression upon the realisation. “A-Jing, once Hua Zirong escapes from confinement, will you kill him?”
Resurrecting after death… if anyone dares to touch my people, I will have to get rid of the problem at its roots.
“Although Hua Zirong may have a weak personality, he has learned some vicious methods after being the monarch for so many years.” Pei Qianhao stated calmly as he grabbed her hand.
Ever since she’s gotten pregnant, her hand is always so cold.
“A-Jing, do you feel that I have more mood swings since becoming pregnant?” Su Xi-er asked softly.
Pei Qianhao took her into his arms. “Regardless of how you are, Xi-er, you are the person I love.”
“A-Jing, your sweet talking is getting better.” Su Xi-er teased as she leaned her head against his chest.
Pei Qianhao’s gaze was one of doting affection. “I have only said this to you.”
It was at this moment that an unexpected guest suddenly arrived.
“Prince Hao and Lan-er are really carefree and idle.” Jealousy flashed past Yun Ruofeng’s eyes.
“Heh!” A sneer formed at Su Xi-er’s mouth. “I didn’t know that Prince Yun picked up a hobby of peeping; you really live up to your name of a despicable person.”
Similarly, a mocking smile was pinned to Pei Qianhao’s mouth.
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