Good luck in pregnancy, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion has a soft waist

Peng Haiming, standing by, tried to persuade him, "Your Majesty, please calm down. The refugees have been in the city for many days, and several serious incidents have occurred. Your Majesty is doing this out of consideration for the safety of the people in the city."

"Of course the people in the city are human beings, but are the refugees not human beings?"

The more the emperor thought about it, the angrier he became.

He slammed the table and said, "Let the Prime Minister go with Jiang Ziling to the suburbs to give porridge to the refugees and see if he can say the same thing."

Peng Haiming hurriedly laid out paper and pen for the emperor.

The emperor quickly wrote the letter of appointment and then looked at the letter Qingyi had just delivered.

He said to Peng Haiming, "Order the painters to depict the scene of Miss Shen's secret meeting and paste it all over the streets and alleys."

Peng Haiming accepted the order: "As you wish."

Prime Minister's Residence, the next day.

Shen Muxue wrote a letter and asked An Lan to take the jade whistle to the Han family.

After An Lan left, Shen Muxue looked at Qingyi and said, "There's nothing to do here. Go and have a rest."

Qingyi didn't move.

"what happened?"

"Miss, is there something wrong with Qingyi?"

As a secret guard, Qingyi had never learned to be servile, and this was the first time she was so cautious.

Seeing that the time was right, Shen Muxue asked directly, "That day at the inn, you actually let An Lan go away on purpose, right?"

Qingyi quickly knelt down with her hands clasped in her hands: "Miss, I acted on my own initiative at that time. Please punish me."

"I'm not doing this for this matter. You belong to the Young Master, so I won't force you to be as loyal to me as you are to the Young Master. But I have always trusted you and relied on you. You know that when I was looking for you, I was almost killed by Ling Fan..."

When Shen Muxue mentioned Ling Fan, her eyes became red. It was a truly thrilling experience.

Qingyi shuddered when she thought of Ling Fan lying in the alley.

She thought that with the young master around and the secret guards surrounding them, nothing should go wrong.

But what if?

She now understood where she was wrong and kowtowed fiercely: "Qingyi understands her mistake and will never dare to do it again."

Shen Muxue wiped away her tears and helped her up.

She just wanted Qingyi to pay more attention. Once her goal was achieved, she naturally wouldn't hold on to the mistakes.

"Come to think of it, I have something I need you to do."

"Miss, please give me your instructions."

"The driver is locked up in the woodshed. I hope you can bring him out quietly."

……

As night fell, An Lan hurried back from the Han family and delivered the news: "The second wife of the Han family asked me to tell you that she can't find what you are looking for at the moment, but she promises that she will not delay your business."

Shen Muxue nodded slightly, her heart full of trust in the Han family and her second aunt.

Not long after, the firewood room at home caught fire for unknown reasons. While everyone was busy putting out the fire, Qingyi returned and reported that the mission had been successfully completed.

A hint of interest flashed in Shen Muxue's eyes: "Next, of course, is the way to make money."

"Make money? Miss, do you want to do business?" Qingyi was puzzled.

Shen Muxue smiled faintly and said, "To be precise, it's a legitimate 'business'."

"Miss, the wind has changed! I just left, and the whole city is talking about it. The previous rumors were wrong. The one who was having an affair with someone else was not Miss at all, but the Second Miss."

An Lan rushed into the room, clutching a few pieces of paper and handing them to Shen Muxue. "The walls are already covered with portraits, so I took these. The woman in the painting looks just like the Second Young Lady, with a mole on her chin. Look."

Shen Muxue spread out the scroll, revealing the intimacy between the man and woman in the picture, which was both erotic and suggestive.

The painting is delicate, vivid and lifelike, obviously the work of a master.

This Xuan paper has a uniform texture and fine grain, and is the high-quality Fei Xuan paper that only the rich and powerful can afford.

To be able to spread the news on such a large scale, this person must have a very prominent background.

It was all over the streets overnight. You have to know that the Dasheng Kingdom has implemented a curfew, and this is not something that can be easily achieved with money.

There is only one person who can do all this.

Thinking that the cold man would actually do such a thing, Shen Muxue couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, in the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Prime Minister Shen was furious at the tearful Shen Leyao: "Crying? All you know is crying! Your scandal is now known to everyone. How can I cover it up with so much gossip? You should be prepared to accept the Marquis's decision to break off the engagement."

"Father, please don't be like this. I've thought it through. If we can find the driver and get him to tell the truth, saying that my eldest sister had an affair with him, wouldn't the problem be solved? Firstly, her reputation is already tarnished, and adding more evidence will only make it worse. Secondly, if she is proven guilty, my mother will be acquitted. Father, sacrificing her to save both of us is a great deal. Please agree to it."

Prime Minister Shen was hesitant, but he remembered that he had applied for bail for Jin several times but failed. If he did not take action, the Jin family might take action.

"I'm so busy with government affairs these days that I'm afraid I won't be able to spare the time."

"Don't worry, father. Leave this matter to me."

Prime Minister Shen temporarily handed over the protection of the mansion to Shen Leyao.

However, the driver seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth, and Shen Leyao searched for him for two days but could not find any trace of him.

Just when he was in despair, Shen Muxue handed him a piece of bloodstained clothing. The blood had already solidified into dark black, which was clearly what the driver was wearing when he was captured.

Shen Leyao suddenly realized what was going on. She angrily threw her clothes to the ground and shouted at the top of her lungs, "You were the one who set the fire, and you also deliberately took that person away. What exactly do you want to do?"

Shen Muxue stirred the tea gently, smiling indifferently: "But I want to settle an old score with you."

Shen Leyao was like a frightened cat, shouting angrily, "Settlement of accounts?"

"Let me count all the bullying, exploitation, and oppression you and your mother have inflicted on me over the years."

Shen Leyao gritted her teeth, knowing in her heart that Shen Muxue was no longer the same person as before.

Qingya's miserable condition is the best proof that I should have been alert earlier.

After a long time of calming down, Shen Leyao finally managed to suppress her anger and said in a firm voice, "I was young and ignorant in the past. I apologize to you. I hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against me."

After hearing this, Shen Muxue couldn't help but sneer.

When Shen Leyao heard this, she became furious. After all, this trick was no longer effective against Shen Muxue.

She simply stopped trying to hide it: "After so many years, how can I remember everything so clearly? Fine, just tell me directly, what do you want?"

"Since we can't figure it out, let's just convert it into silver!"

It turns out he came for the silver.

Shen Leyao muttered to herself.

She had lived a life of luxury in the prime minister's residence these years, and her mother ran a business that included land and property, so she had no worries about money.

If that coachman shows up again, Shen Muxue’s second half of life will be really over.

Thinking of this, Shen Leyao's eyes flashed with contempt: "Tell me, how much do you want?"

"One hundred thousand taels of silver."

Shen Leyao's eyes almost popped out when she heard this: "Are you kidding me? One hundred thousand taels? You might as well just rob them!"

The total expenses of the entire prime minister's residence throughout the year are not as much as this figure.