May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

At this moment, Pei Xi stepped forward to greet everyone, and everyone laughed and told him to get up.

"Yuan Shu really knows how to raise children. Look how well she's raised Xi'er, how handsome he is!" Madam Wen smiled as she looked him over. "How are you doing at the clan school? Has anyone been bullying you?"

Pei Xi shook her head: "The older brothers and sisters in the clan school take good care of Xi'er."

Seeing him so obedient as a dog, Pei Zhicheng couldn't help but sneer inwardly. He stepped forward and said in a high-pitched voice, "Greetings to my maternal grandfather, maternal grandmother, eldest aunt, and second aunt."

The moment he spoke, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly turned cold.

Madam Wen sneered, "No way, how could we dare accept such a grand gesture from Young Master Pei!"

Wen Heng and Madam Wen didn't give him a friendly look either.

Madam Wen, standing to the side, put on a faint smile and kept the situation in order: "Zhicheng is here too, please get up."

Pei Zhicheng stood up as instructed, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "It was my fault for not paying my respects to you elders before. I hope my maternal grandfather, maternal grandmother, eldest aunt, and second aunt will not blame me."

After he finished speaking, the members of the Wen family looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally all turned their questioning gazes to Wen Yuanshu.

They had never met Pei Zhicheng privately, but they knew what he had done before, and it didn't seem like a good thing at all. So why did they meet...?

Wen Yuanshu's smile was very faint: "Alright, Xi'er, you two go out and play first."

"Yes." Pei Xi cupped his hands in greeting and then turned and walked out first.

Seeing that Pei Xi was about to leave, Pei Zhicheng felt it wouldn't be right for him to stop him, so he had no choice but to follow.

After the two left, the butler took care of them. Then everyone looked at Wen Yuanshu and asked, "Yuanshu, why did you bring this child with you?"

Wen Yuanshu sighed: "He insisted on coming, and I couldn't persuade him otherwise."

Madam Wen sighed and said, "Never mind, our General's Mansion isn't so poor that it can't even accommodate a child. Just have the steward take care of him."

Since they've come, we can't just kick them out.

Wen Heng looked at Wen Yuanshu: "Yuanshu, did you come back for something?"

Wen Yuanshu nodded and recounted the task Pei Zeyu had entrusted to her the previous day.

Upon hearing this, Wen Heng's eyebrows furrowed: "To the Eastern Suburbs Camp?"

Wen Yuanshu nodded again.

Wen Heng sighed, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Yuan Shu, the Eastern Suburbs Camp is a military stronghold, and unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter. Although Marquis Anyuan is our family's son-in-law, he is not a member of the military. Taking him there would be very inconvenient!"

Out of consideration for Wen Yuanshu, Wen Heng spoke very tactfully.

If Pei Zeyu had come to talk to him in person, Wen Heng would have slapped him long ago.

Wen Yuanshu held her teacup and drank tea, her long, thick eyelashes drooping, making it impossible to see her expression.

Wen Heng subconsciously exchanged a glance with Old Madam Wen, then gestured with his lip, asking her to say a few words in his defense.

Madam Wen sighed and said, "Yuan Shu, your father is right. A military camp isn't something you can just walk into. We don't doubt Marquis Anyuan's intentions, it's just..."

“Mother is right. If he were perfectly healthy, the Marquis wouldn’t want to go to the military camp.” Wen Yuanshu put down her teacup and spoke calmly.

The people in the hall were stunned, and they looked at each other in disbelief, thinking they had misheard.

“Yuan Shu, you…” Old Madam Wen began, but did not know how to continue.

“Father, back then you led the army to repel the barbarian tribes on the border, driving them away for a hundred miles and relieving the Great Zhao's border worries. But this was a great humiliation for the foreign tribes. I think... perhaps they have spies in the capital, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate,” Wen Yuanshu took a deep breath. “Moreover, I suspect that the Marquis has probably made contact with them.”

Everyone's expressions turned serious.

After a moment of silence in the hall, Wen Heng said, "Yuan Shu, do you know something? Do you have any evidence?"

Wen Yuanshu pursed her lips slightly, then shook her head: "...No."

"However, the possibility of espionage is indeed possible."

Foreign tribes are ambitious and have tried to invade the territory of Da Zhao more than once. Although they have been driven a hundred miles away and dare not invade the border again, Wen Heng does not believe that they have given up their ambitions.