On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

Su Sui'an appeared at the door with a box of cakes in his hand without anyone noticing.

Looking at the mess in the room, there was no extra emotion on his face.

Hong was so angry that she asked, "What are you doing here? Are you here to laugh at me?"

Su Sui'an covered her lips and chuckled, "The Marquis's wife is so cute. If I want to laugh at you, do I need to come here in person?"

As early as the moment she brought that woman back, the moment Su Qishun held that woman and took Zhao Qingwan away, the Hong family had already become a joke.

"Are you happy now?"

Hong had already slumped to the ground, but the moment she saw Su Sui'an, she straightened her back again.

As if this could hide all the bad things behind me.

Su Sui'an walked slowly to Hong and squatted down.

She glanced at Nanny Dai, who was holding Jiangxi's head with red eyes behind her.

"I came here today just to give you a way. It's up to you whether you want to go or not."

As she spoke, she stuffed the small box of cakes into Hong's hand.

"I heard that Wubaozhai's Bazhen Cake is particularly famous. It is soft, fragrant, sweet but not greasy. Many people fall in love with it after trying it once. But I think that Bazhen Cake is too soft and choking..."

Hong suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Su Sui'an.

Su Sui'an looked at her, and a cold smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"People's tastes change all the time. Madam, only she knows whether the cakes really suit her taste."

This time, Mrs. Hong did not refuse the pastries that Su Suian stuffed into her hands, but her eyes were still staring at Su Suian's facial expression, trying to find flaws in his look.

"You've been watching the fun for so long, and now you come out to tell me all this, what do you want?"

Su Sui'an stood up again and shrugged condescendingly at Hong. "I didn't think anything of it. Zhao Qingwan and Su Qishun were deliberately trying to snatch my marriage, and I just didn't want them to succeed. I'm someone who will leave Changping Marquis' Mansion sooner or later, what can I do?"

As she turned to leave, she stopped again and said, "I'll leave it at that. If you want to continue crying and waiting for Marquis Changping to change his mind, it's up to you."

It was not until Su Sui'an took Liu'er away that Nanny Dai crawled to Hong's side, trembling, and looked at the small box of pastries in Hong's hand.

"Madam, this second young lady clearly has bad intentions."

Hong opened the pastry box, and inside were eight pieces of Eight Treasures Paste neatly arranged. "She has bad intentions, but she is right about what she said: people's tastes will always change."

Su Qishun may have had true feelings for her, but that sincerity was definitely not much...

After calming down, Hong regained her composure - for Hao'er's sake, she had to stand up and secure her position as the wife of the Marquis of Changping.

...

"Miss, we spent a lot of money to buy the Eight Treasures Cake. It would be a waste to give it to someone like that."

Liu'er was indignant.

"It's worth it to cause chaos in the first room with a few cakes." Su Sui'an chuckled, "I thought Mrs. Hong would at least keep her composure for Su Jinhao's sake, but I didn't expect her impulsiveness to help me a lot."

"But, Miss, are you sure that the eldest girl is really the daughter of that... illegitimate wife?"

What if I make a mistake?

"Whether it's true or not, as long as Hong believes it's true, that's enough."

The master and servant talked in low voices all the way. When they passed Ruoliyuan, a tall figure half-crouched and hid stealthily behind a tree.

Su Sui'an saw the person behind the tree and couldn't help laughing.

"what are you doing?"

Rong Xian was discovered, and he was startled and almost jumped up on the spot.

"I'm waiting for Miss Su."

Hearing this, Su Sui'an was a little surprised, "Wait for me?"

The boy nodded, took a step forward, and stuffed a jade pendant the size of a child's palm into her hand.

"The Ninth Prince said that you might want to find the Prince of Dingbei. This is for you. It may be able to help you."

Young people come and go like the wind.

Su Sui'an was not even given a chance to speak.

Even so, Su Sui'an could still clearly see the blush on his jade-white earlobes.

Liu Er looked puzzled, "Miss, am I seeing right? Master Rong's ears are red. Is he shy?"

He ran as if he was being chased by a ghost.

"Maybe it's because the weather is getting hotter, hotter."

Su Sui'an looked down at the jade pendant that he had forced into his palm, and gently stroked the lines on both sides of the jade pendant...

There is a kirin with bared fangs and claws carved on the front of the jade pendant, while on the back is the word "Fu" engraved in five different styles of characters that have evolved since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty.

It is clearly the token of Dingbei Palace.

The fact that a mere commoner could have the token of Prince Dingbei's Palace without telling her where it came from, and that he could give it to her so calmly, showed that even if she took the token, it would not bring her too much trouble.

There is no problem with the origin of the token.

The Ninth Prince is the nephew of the Dingbei King, so it makes sense for him to have the Dingbei King's Palace token...

Su Sui'an was in a troubled mood and held the token in his hand.

The token seemed to still retain his temperature, making Su Sui'an feel extremely hot.

However, she needed to investigate the clue about the Prince of Dingbei in detail, and she could not abandon the token in her hand.

"He has helped us a lot these days. His ears are red from the heat. He must be afraid of the heat. Send someone to the ice shop to buy him a few buckets of ice. Don't let the servants of the second house neglect him."

With this token, there will probably be many places where I will need it in the future.

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Fuyao Hall.

Hong's foot injury had just been bandaged.

A little maid came in from outside the door with her head down, holding an unsigned envelope in her hand.

"Madam, a maid just handed this to me, saying that Madam paid money to find out about this. The maid is still waiting for Madam to summon her, claiming to be an insider..."

Hong looked at Nanny Dai, who quickly shook her head, "Madam, it's not this old slave..."

"bring here."

Mrs. Hong took the letter handed to her by the maid.

The more she read the contents of the letter, the wider her eyes became, her expression became uglier, and even her hand holding the envelope was shaking...

Su Qishun!!

How dare he! !

She took several breaths and finally suppressed the raging anger in her heart and looked at the maid who delivered the letter.

"Where is that person?"

Not long after.

A plain-dressed old woman who looked to be in her early fifties was brought to Mrs. Hong with her head lowered.

"I have met the Madam."

Hong asked Nanny Dai to bring a fire starter and a copper plate, dismissed the other maids, and burned the densely written letter in front of the old woman.

It was not until the flames licked the last corner of the letter clean that Hong raised her eyes and looked at the old woman coldly, "Tell me everything you know. Also, who asked you to come here, and what do you want?"

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