After Reincarnating into Ancient Times, She Bound a Express Delivery System Chapter 234: Tea House Confidential

It was Little Shitou.

A year had passed since they parted ways in Mo County, and Little Shitou had grown considerably taller, but he still maintained his endearing tiger-like appearance.

He carried a tray, and through the rising steam, he imdiately spotted Qi Huan.

However, due to his professional deanor as a waiter, he discreetly averted his gaze and skillfully placed the white porcelain bowls on the table, making sure to put the non-spicy one in front of Song You'an.

Earlier, Brother Xiuyuan had ntioned that the original flavor of the spicy hot pot should be given to a girl who resembled a little rabbit.

After serving the dishes, he put on a practiced smile and said, "Please enjoy your al, honored guests."

Qi Huan smiled warmly at him, "Thank you, you can go attend to your other duties now."

After all, now that they were in the Capital City, there would be plenty of ti to catch up later.

The restaurant had just opened today, and it was a busy ti, so she didn't keep Little Shitou to chat in front of the Song family.

As the door closed, the two latticed doors were shut, and the Song family began to feast heartily.

Being among family, Elder Master Song disregarded etiquette and lifted his bowl to take a sip of the soup.

Seeing this, Old Master Song, sitting at the head of the table, cleared his throat, his eyes filled with disapproval.

Then Old Master Song raised his spoon, scooped up so soup, and brought it to his mouth with proper manners, sipping it slowly and thodically.

Elegance never goes out of style.

Elder Master Song suddenly realized his mistake...

Witnessing this silent exchange between them, Qi Huan couldn't help but smile.

After the al, she suggested visiting a clothing shop.

"Great-grandmother, I think I accidentally ate too much. Why don't we go for a walk and do so shopping to aid digestion?"

Old Lady Song glanced at her slender waist, then looked down at her own slightly protruding belly, and finally at Elder Madam Song's midriff that even her clothes couldn't conceal. She thought to herself: No wonder Huan is so thin, it's because she's so active and lively!

She and Elder Madam Song usually just lay down after eating, while the servants often reported: The young miss has gone out to the streets again!

It seed that frequent shopping, apart from being costly, had its benefits?

The afternoon sun was warm, the weather gradually getting milder, and it was ti to prepare spring outfits!

Old Lady Song readily agreed.

After everyone boarded the carriage, Qi Huan, who was the last to enter, secretly gave Yan Twelve a aningful look.

Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage stopped precisely in front of the clothing shop she owned.

After alighting, Elder Madam Song looked up at the signboard.

Flower Visage Pavilion?

She had never heard of it!

She turned her gaze towards the Rainbow Garnt Pavilion across the street, wanting to go there instead.

Now that You'an's hair had turned black and she was of marriageable age, it was ti to dress her up and take her and Huan to so banquets to et potential suitors.

People rely on clothes for beauty as horses rely on saddles for majesty. She wanted to dress up her younger daughter and niece beautifully, so naturally, she couldn't be stingy and co to this unknown new shop.

However, by the ti Elder Madam Song ca to her senses, Old Lady Song had already entered Flower Visage Pavilion, her left hand supporting Huan and her right hand supporting You'an, looking quite pleased.

"Mother!" Elder Madam Song exclaid, hurriedly following them.

As for Old Master Song and Elder Master Song, they were sent to a nearby teahouse.

But, to their surprise, they encountered Prince An!

In public, Prince An passed by them without a glance.

Not long after, Prince An actually condescended to co to their private room.

Elder Master Song stared blankly at the man before him, who exuded an air of dignity and grace.

He thought to himself: Which family's daughter is so fortunate to marry Prince An?

She must be smiling even in her dreams!

The man was tall and slender, with clear and extraordinary features, as pure as snow on a mountaintop and as bright as the moon at the edge of the sky. At that mont, Elder Master Song did not think that their family would have any connection with Prince An.

"Prince An, have you perhaps co to the wrong room?"

"No, I haven't," Li Shuchen spoke calmly, turning his wheelchair to face Huan's grandfather and uncle. "Inspector Song, may I have a word with you in private?"

Old Master Song thought to himself: You've already co in, how could I send you away?

Moreover, Li Shuchen had previously intercepted him at the palace gate, willing to die to make his point, and then quickly sabotaged the peace talks. This made Old Master Song quite fond of him.

"Your Highness, please!" he said.

After speaking, he personally poured a cup of tea and respectfully pushed it in front of Li Shuchen.

Although Li Shuchen was seated in a wheelchair, and they had stood up as soon as he entered, they still felt that the man in the wheelchair had an imposing presence.

Even though he was sitting, he made people instinctively feel as if they were a head shorter than him.

Li Shuchen deliberately smiled in a mild manner.

Elder Master Song felt even more uneasy. Prince An actually smiled at !

Could it be that he wants to persuade our Song family to join his faction? Our Song family has been neutral for generations, loyal only to the emperor, and we absolutely won't get involved in succession disputes!

Besides, he's a man, so his beauty won't work on !

anwhile, Old Master Song, who appeared calm on the surface, was also having doubts internally.

Compared to Elder Master Song, he was quite self-aware.

He was rely a sixth-rank minor official, not highly valued. Why would Prince An personally co to see them?

He couldn't shake the feeling that Prince An had ulterior motives and was eyeing sothing precious in their family.

But their Song family didn't have any hereditary titles or such family heirlooms...

Li Shuchen observed both n's reactions closely, withdrew his smile, and returned to his usual cool deanor, which actually made them feel more at ease.

After taking a sip of tea, he explained the purpose of his visit today: "Inspector Song, being upright and incorruptible is admirable, but one must also know when to act. Currently, all military power is in the hands of the Marquis of Xuanping's faction. They are at the height of their success, and even the Emperor has to avoid their sharp edge. Why do you choose this ti to impeach the Marquis of Xuanping's heir?"

Turning to the matter at hand, Old Master Song's thin face regained its stern expression.

He replied unyieldingly:

"The heir of the Marquis of Xuanping is tyrannical and oppresses the common people. Every accusation is based on fact. Although I am of humble status and my words carry little weight, how can I not speak up for the people?"

Li Shuchen raised his hand, gesturing for them to sit down, and unhurriedly poured tea as he spoke:

"A mayfly shaking a tree cannot harm it in the slightest. Since the roots of the tree are already rotten, naturally soone will uproot them entirely. When that ti cos, Inspector Song can step forward and list their cris, and all will be well."

"Even if Inspector Song does not fear the powerful and is willing to die without regret, have you considered your family?"

"Petitioning at the palace gates may not bring harm to your family. However, the heir of the Marquis of Xuanping is vindictive and his retaliation won't be limited to you alone. His thods are notoriously underhanded. Are you certain your family can withstand it?"

Although his tone was calm and steady, Old Master Song could sense a chilling intent behind his words. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Prince An truly abhors evil, it seems he also harbors deep hatred for the heir of the Marquis of Xuanping.

Li Shuchen coldly watched the steam rising from the teacup on the table, his gaze dark and inscrutable through the mist.

He could certainly protect the Song family and keep them safe, but he knew Huan would want her family to live openly and honorably, not relying on his protection to avoid the Marquis of Xuanping's revenge.

Moreover, in the current situation, Old Master Song's impeachnt wouldn't cause even a ripple. It would be a futile effort.

When heaven wants to destroy soone, it first makes them mad.

Li Shuchen had single-handedly elevated the Marquis of Xuanping to a position second only to one person, precisely to make him lower his guard, allowing his adopted son to quickly usurp his military power right under his nose.

The higher he was raised, the harder he would fall in the future.

But he had overlooked the fact that Inspector Song wanted to impeach the Marquis of Xuanping at this ti. Without his intervention, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

The room fell into silence, not a sound to be heard.

Elder Master Song cautiously glanced at his father's grim face and imdiately held his breath.

After all, when his father was unhappy, even breathing seed to be a mistake.

No matter what Prince An said, his father couldn't overstep and reprimand him.

In the end, he would surely bear all the consequences alone...

As ti passed, the mist above the teacup gradually dissipated until it completely disappeared from the surface of the tea, leaving no trace of steam.

Finally, Old Master Song spoke.