Lady Wu’s pupils shrank. Mu Xi Yao noticed her expression froze for a moment.

“Big sister, shall we begin?” Mu Xi Yao was full of smiles. Turning her head, she looked at He Lian Min Min’s stiff face, not minding her indifference to her at all. 

As soon as she opened the letter in her hand, Zhong Zheng Lin’s bold and domineering cursive script¹ caught her eye. 

Seeing Mu Xi Yao’s attitude, for a moment, everyone was on tenterhooks.

If she couldn’t catch anyone this time and have it as she wished, cefei won’t take her anger out on someone else, will she? Right now, his Highness was absent. They wondered whether He Lian principal consort will be able to suppress cefei’s arrogance.

Mo Lan stood beside Mu Xi Yao, pretending to be earnestly identifying the person as per her mistress’s order. Yet, she felt inwardly very uncertain. Her mistress’s trick was too vicious. She actually told her how to deceive others! She has never done this work before. She wondered if she could meet her mistress’s requirement – putting on a vivid and realistic act while showing a pleasantly surprised expression of “I finally found you”. 

“Mistress, cefei has encircled the courtyard!” The little servant girl panicked, her face as pale as paper. 

“Mistress, cefei sent people to guard those two courtyards you have ordered this servant to keep a close watch on.” Zhu Jin reported back to Wan Jing Wen in hesitation.

“Sir Wei, why is your face filled with sorrow, as if you are reluctant to part with your Highness?” Mu Xi Yao had a lotus leaf soup arranged in front of her that she slowly stirred with a spoon. The stiff expression on Wei Zhen’s face made her gloat. Zong Zhenglin called him over this morning to receive his orders. See, now the person was standing in front of her, his expression all cautious. Was she scary? 

In the Chanruo Courtyard, He Lian Min Min has received information from her plant which told that his sixth Highness entered the study with cefei and hasn’t come out since. This reply was even more shocking than when she initially thought that his Highness went to rest at Mu’shi’s chamber. 

“No, you’re satisfactory as the princess consort.” Zhong Zheng Lin truly felt that compared to his brothers’ principal wives, He Lian Min Min spared him many worries. At least, he did not saw her compete with other women for affection and engage in bloodshed.