ng Qianqian stroked her chin: "A noble?"
Princess Wanping reminisced: "I was still young back then, I don’t rember clearly. I only recall my mother ntioning that noble, and also ntioning the Old Madam."
ng Qianqian asked: "Did you ever ask the Supre Emperor about it afterwards?"
Princess Wanping shook her head: "I pretended to be asleep. My mother held and secretly brought it up with her confidant. Though I was young, I understood this was sothing my mother shouldn’t have knowledge of. If I asked, it could bring disaster upon her."
ng Qianqian gossiped: "Was that confidant soone under Pri Minister Xun?"
Princess Wanping shot ng Qianqian a sharp glare.
ng Qianqian: "My bad."
Princess Wanping withdrew her glare.
ng Qianqian raised an eyebrow: "You know, to keep life moving, sotis you just have to let a little green on your head."
Princess Wanping: "...!!"
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Imperial Palace.
The Miao King finished mooching a hearty al at Zhaoming Palace, patted his backside, and went off to drink with Imperial Censor Wang.
Having been reprimanded twice by Imperial Censor Wang, the two had bonded as drinking buddies.
Imperial Censor Wang quite appreciated the Miao King’s ability to acknowledge and admit to his mistakes, finding him leagues ahead of the stubborn old n at court who just glared and puffed their beards.
Miao King: "Criticize all you want, but don’t you dare criticize my grandson!"
"Imperial Censor Wang, let’s get started!"
Imperial Censor Wang frowned: "Does it really have to be like this?"
The Miao King declared firmly: "Today, I went to Zhaoming Palace to see the Supre Emperor again. Not only did I steal his al, but I also broke his vase. Don’t you think I should be scolded for it?"
Imperial Censor Wang agreed that the Miao King had a point and respectfully clasped his hands: "Then, as a humble officer, I shall begin."
The Miao King nodded: "Good."
Imperial Censor Wang proceeded with that day’s reprimands.
Afterwards, the Miao King took out a booklet and flipped to the last page: "Lord Wang, sign here. Once signed, we can finally go drink!"
Signature, seal, and drinking—all completed in one fell swoop.
The Miao King was quite pleased.
After all, these were scoldings he endured on behalf of his grandson. He intended to present them to Xian’er later and claim credit!
Zhaoming Palace.
As soon as the Miao King left, Lu Yuan arrived.
"Are you here to mooch food too?"
The Supre Emperor, focused on rearranging his unfinished ga board, asked without lifting his head.
Lu Yuan clasped his hands: "As your servant, I humbly request permission to take the Shang siblings to Miaojiang for treatnt."
"Your grandfather already inford ."
The Supre Emperor, hesitant about his chess move, put the piece down and sighed, "While you are traveling to Miaojiang, stop by the Southwest and visit an old acquaintance for . Years ago, he and I made an agreent, but now I’m too old to fulfill it myself. You will carry it out on my behalf."
Having said this, the Supre Emperor gestured to Eunuch Fu.
Eunuch Fu carried a brocade bag forward: "Grand Commander."
Lu Yuan accepted the brocade bag.
The Supre Emperor instructed: "Only open it once you arrive in Miaojiang. Follow the instructions inside precisely."
The brocade bag felt heavy—it seed to contain not only letters but perhaps a token or similar item, likely a keepsake tied to that old acquaintance.
Lu Yuan gravely replied: "I accept your orders."
After Lu Yuan departed, Eunuch Fu asked with a complicated expression: "Supre Emperor, are you truly sending the Grand Commander there?"
The Supre Emperor gazed at his departing figure and sighed: "For so reason, the more I look at him, the more I feel he resembles that man."
Eunuch Fu exclaid: "Are you suggesting... that the Grand Commander is that man’s descendant?"
The Supre Emperor replied: "Isn’t the Thousand chanism Pavilion located in the Southwest? It won’t be easy to deal with. If Lu Yuan truly is his descendant, the road to vengeance will be much smoother."
Eunuch Fu nervously asked: "What if he isn’t?"
The Supre Emperor shalessly declared: "Then just pretend he is!"
Eunuch Fu widened his eyes: So this is your plan? You want Lu Yuan to fake being that man’s descendant and take down the Thousand chanism Pavilion?
"B-but if he’s exposed, that man won’t be easy to deal with."
The Supre Emperor replied: "Hasn’t Lu Yuan played the part of Luo San before? He even deceived Pri Minister Xun. Asking him to pretend to be soone’s grandson should be child’s play."
Eunuch Fu thought: Does the Old Madam know you’re treating Lu Yuan like this?
The Supre Emperor gazed at the unfinished board and muttered, "Years ago, he left this puzzle for . I’ve been working on it for years and still haven’t solved it. Was he tricking all along...?"
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The journey to Miaojiang was set to comnce once the snow stopped.
"Can’t we leave after the New Year?"
Nanny Li was reluctant.
ng Qianqian softly replied: "Changle’s illness can’t wait; we have to set out as soon as possible."
Nanny Li was so worried that she stayed up all night, her eyes swollen and red. "Traveling in this snowy weather, it must be freezing."
ng Qianqian wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "Nanny, I’ll be fine. My cold ailnt was cured long ago."
Nanny Li choked back tears: "I’m worried about our young master."
ng Qianqian: "..."
Nanny Li called Ban Xia over to start packing clothing.
Since Ban Xia would be taking care of Shang Changle, she was definitely going along.
Then there was Tan’er.
Last ti ng Qianqian went off to battle without Tan’er, the latter had grumbled for ages. This ti, Tan’er insisted on going to Miaojiang.
Tan’er crossed her arms: "I’m going to kill the Thousand chanism Pavilion! I’m all grown up now! I can kill people now!"
Ban Xia said: "You think of nothing but fighting and killing. Have you packed your bundle yet?"
Tan’er replied: "Nope."
Ban Xia urged: "Well, hurry up and pack then!"
"Fine, I’ll pack!"
Tan’er marched off energetically.
When Ban Xia went to check her bundle, she was nearly driven to rage.
"What did you pack? It’s all knives and swords! Where’s your clothing?"
In the end, Ban Xia had to repack it for her.
Nanny Li asked: "Is Bao Shu also going?"
"She’s almost two years old now, old enough to travel. It’s a good opportunity to introduce her to her great-grandmother."
The Miaojiang Goddess was confined to Witch Mountain for life, so Bao Shu could only go to see her.
When Bao Shu learned she could finally tag along with her mother, she was overjoyed and enthusiastically packed her little bundle at ho.
"Little gold beans, pack those."
"Gold ingots, pack those."
"Gold banknotes, pack those!"
"Little wolf buddy, pack this... pack that... pack everything!"
On the day of departure, Liu Qingyun’s carriage was dazzling.
Treasure Piggy, wearing a fluffy tiger cub jacket, sat in the middle of her little treasure trove, holding items in both arms.
A quick glance revealed a tiger cub, a dog, a cat, and a little wolf.
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