id you ask Yunliu to buy yesterday's pastries"For God's sake, if he dares to say that, she'll quit and leave. She even thought about curing him!Mo Yunjing's lips curled into a slight smile, "No.""You...Lord Anle saw his wife's serious expression and frowned, "What have you thought of"

He couldn't fathom what thoughts were going on in his wife's mind. To him, what they had just discussed was nothing noteworthy at all.

They also know about Xiao Qin going to find Ye Er. As the Princess Consort of Beijang, she has shown great kindness to their Anle Houfu, and since the King of Beijang left the capital, he has been paying special attention to the affairs of the Beijang Royal Manor.

Although the Hou Mansion is not as powerful as it used to be, there's a saying that goes: "Even a thin camel is bigger than a horse." They may not be able to help with major matters, but they can certainly lend a hand with smaller things. As long as the Northern Border Prince's Mansion needs them, the Hou Mansion will never hesitate to assist.

Before dawn broke today, he learned that the Cheng family was going to the Northern Border Prince's Mansion to make a scene. He also told his daughter the news that Ye Er was now a favorite of the emperor.

>But he hadn't expected his own daughter to take the initiative to go and find Ye Er for information.

He also thought that as long as he could help the Beijang Royal Manor, he didn't care who he asked for help, as long as it was helpful, so he didn't stop Xiaoqin's actions.

And Xiaoqin did indeed bring back very important news when she returned.

Although Xiao Qin said that Ye Er agreed to send a message to the Beijang王府, he was still uneasy. So after Xiao Qin returned to her own courtyard, she found a way to have a message sent to the Beijang王府.

In his opinion, things were handled well today and might even be of help to the Beijang Prince's Mansion, so he was in a good mood.

But right now, he didn't understand. It seemed like his wife had been in a heavy mood ever since she came back from Xiaoqin. Even as her husband, he couldn't fathom what was on her mind.

Lady Hou frowned, her expression grave as she looked at Lord Anle. "Lord Anle, do you really think it is so natural for Ye Er to tell these things to Qiner"

"？" Anle Hou couldn't help but be startled, "My Lady, are you suspecting that Ye Er wasn't telling the truth"

"That's not true." Madam Hou saw that her lord truly wasn't thinking along certain lines, and she sighed, "The Princess of Beijang has done Ye Er a great favor. Matters concerning the Princess of Beijang should also not be lies, but..."

Halfway through his sentence, Madam Hou looked at her husband's eyes, finding them increasingly difficult to decipher.

"Lord Hou, could it be that you have forgotten about Qin'er and Ye Er Or perhaps you've simply disregarded the past between our Anle Marquis Mansion and Ye Er Regardless, Ye Er is still a member of the Ye family. The death of their patriarch is inextricably linked to us. Why is it that Ye Er can so readily forget past grievances and confide such an important matter only in Qin'er"

If one were to say that Ye Er had no thoughts, she would certainly not believe it.

Huanghou still didn't quite understand what his wife was trying to say.

Housekeeper Hou, seeing his expression, guessed what he was thinking. She sighed deeply, “My lord, Ye Er feels differently towards Qin’er. I’m afraid he has intentions towards her.”

"!"

Lord Anle was instantly shocked by this, he slammed his fist on the table and stood up, "He dares! I'll personally break his legs!"

"...Madam Hou shook her head helplessly. Now she finally understood what it meant to be in a hurry"

But after Anle Hou finished speaking, he suddenly came to his senses and looked at his wife in puzzlement, "That's not right. If Ye Er really coveted our Qiner, then why would he have agreed to the annulment back then"

You know, just the other day, Qin'er and Ye Er were supposed to be engaged. What difference does it make if those two heads of the Ye family are dead anyway

With the emperor's care for the Ye family, if Ye Er insisted on the marriage, Qiner could only marry into the Ye family.

Thinking about this, An Le Hou shook his head. “My wife, perhaps you’re overthinking things”

Housewife Hou sighed helplessly. It seemed that men and women really thought differently. Men mostly liked to simplify things when thinking about something.

If she were to believe only what Ye Er said today, she wouldn't suspect anything. But she knew about the incident where Ye Er had rescued Qin'er from Jiang Qingyang before.

Today, Ye Er willingly met Qin'er and, without any reservations, revealed the emperor's plan to her. How much does he trust Qin'er to be so open with her

She was a woman with a keen mind, and upon closer thought, one could guess that Ye Er felt differently towards her daughter, Qin'er.

Even if she were to voice her thoughts now, based on such mere speculation, her master would likely not believe her.

Thinking about this, Madam Hou didn't want to say anything more. She seemed to compromise and said, "Forget it, forget it. Perhaps because of Ye Er's status, I was too nervous."

"I told you so," the Lord chuckled heartily, a knowing grin on his face. "You're always overthinking things, my lady. But it's understandable given that Qiner caused you much worry before. You can't help but be cautious."

Now, Mrs. Hou didn't want to hear what her own lord had to say. She knew in her heart and kept thinking about Qingya taking the doctor from the mansion to Ye Mansion.

After a while, she couldn't think of any way. She drove her own lord to the study and then called a young errand boy.

Mrs. Hou personally gave a few instructions, the servant boy nodded in response and then hurried away.

Looking in the direction the servant boy had gone, Madam Hou's expression remained grave.

Yè r, I hope you won't have those thoughts about Xiāo Qín!

……

Meanwhile, Qing Ya brought the imperial physician to Ye Mansion. She dared not enter through the main gate, so she could only knock on the side door.

Someone came to open the door soon, seeing two unfamiliar faces, those inside naturally wouldn't let them in.

Qing Ya slipped some silver into the man's hand, "Please tell Lord Ye that I was with him half an hour ago, drinking tea and chatting. There were a few things I didn't get to say clearly. I hope Lord Ye might be free to see me again."

Qing Ya's words were quite clever. She didn't reveal her identity but directly expressed that she had met Ye Er not long ago and had tea together.

To hear that someone could drink tea and chat with their master would surely mean they were no ordinary person.

So the young servant instantly stopped underestimating the woman dressed as a maid before him. Although he wouldn't immediately let them into the mansion, he couldn't directly drive her away because he wasn't sure if what she said was true or not.

The young servant looked up and down at Qing Ya, "Miss, could you please state your identity Allow me to report this inside."

"Qing Ya offered a sheepish smile. 'My lowly status makes it inconvenient to reveal myself, but as long as the young master tells Lord Ye that he saw me half an hour ago, Lord Ye will know who I am.'"

The little servant hesitated for a moment, but ultimately let them wait there. He closed the door behind him and went to find the head steward of Ye's household. Hearing this, the steward didn't dare make a decision on his own. He immediately went to Ye Er's courtyard and informed him of the situation.

When Ye Er heard about the woman he had shared tea with half an hour ago, a face instantly popped into his mind—Xiao Qin's. His eyes flickered with unmistakable disbelief.

Could she be the one It’s just her… how could she be here

After coming to my senses, I tried to get up from the bed, but because the movement was too big, I felt like I couldn't hold it and spat out a mouthful of blood.uards.He immediately summoned his guards, while signaling the elite soldiers in the manor.After entering, Yun Si suddenly rushed forward. Seeing his murderous intent, the mysterious man let out a cold...