Cold-faced Empress

Clearly, this simple-minded and outspoken Miss Ji was treating her as a rival in love.

Fu Siying sighed. She didn't know why, but ever since she entered the Bai family, hints about her relationship with Bai Qingyu had been coming one after another. First her mother, then she was inexplicably treated as a love rival.

This left her feeling... at a loss.

The peace was short-lived. Upon learning that their daughter had dared to be so presumptuous in front of Miss Fu, Mr. and Mrs. Ji rushed over and apologized several times.

Under her parents' stern reprimand, Ji Xiangrong tearfully and reluctantly apologized to Fu Siying.

"I was wrong."

Fu Siying's gaze was cold, and she did not respond. Whether Ji Xiangrong apologized or not was Ji Xiangrong's business, and whether she forgave her was her business.

The news of Fu Siying's decision to break off the engagement did not reach Pingcheng, so as the betrothed Princess Mu, she held enough power and status to suppress everyone present. Ji Xiangrong's lack of discretion did not mean her father was foolish.

The reason Ji's father became the richest man in Pingcheng wasn't because of his business acumen, but because of his interpersonal skills. Who would have thought he'd have such a tactless and clueless daughter? She's truly a disgrace to her father.

Since Ji's father was able to bring his wife and daughter to today's occasion, he had the ability to ask the officials of Pingcheng and Master Bai and Madam Bai to act as his intermediaries under the guise of "apologizing" and invite Prime Minister Fu's family to the apology banquet tomorrow.

Out of consideration for Master Bai and Madam Bai's feelings, Prime Minister Fu humbled himself and agreed. This made Father Ji happy, as he had turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise!

"Thank you for the honor of meeting me, Your Excellency. I will certainly treat you with the utmost hospitality!"

Prime Minister Fu shook his head: "The hospitality is enough, but simple porridge and side dishes are sufficient." Otherwise, others might think the prime minister was corrupt and taking bribes.

……

When the Fu family wanted to pay respects to their ancestors, even though they knew that their ancestors had moved from Pingcheng, they no longer knew whether there were any ancestral graves from Pingcheng here, or where they were located.

Fortunately, the family genealogy is complete.

Ask someone to prepare enough ancestral tablets. The Fu family members would then arrange the tablets in order outside Pingcheng City, facing the direction of the imperial city, and then perform the worship.

Clean water, clean towels, light candles and incense.

All members of the Fu family performed a grand sacrificial ceremony. After the ceremony, they offered three kinds of sacrificial animals and fruits.

After Fu Shi read the eulogy, everyone performed the grand ceremony again. Finally, the ancestral worship ceremony was completed.

On their way back to the city, they happened to run into the Bai family, who had just finished their ancestral worship ceremony.

Fu Siying had difficulty walking and always traveled in a carriage. Yunzhi, on the other hand, had the energy and stamina to ride horses with Rong Chen to keep up.

When they returned to the Bai family, Yunzhi secretly told Fu Siying, "I noticed that Young Master Zhiyu was in a very low mood, as if he was immersed in sadness. He didn't seem like his usual self at all."

Fu Siying pursed her lips slightly, unsure how to react. Although she was curious and concerned about Bai Qingyu's sad story, she wouldn't act like Ji Xiangrong, rushing straight to the person in question.

Unexpectedly, Bai Qingyu took the initiative to invite her to sit in the garden.

Before she could even hesitate, Yunzhi excitedly urged her onward: "Go quickly, sister! What's there to hesitate about? Young Master Zhiyu is heartbroken and needs your comfort!"

She slapped away her sister's hand that was pushing her away, and with a strange feeling, Fu Siying followed the Bai family servants to the garden.

On one hand, she felt uneasy, strangely feeling guilty towards Mo Canglan, fearing that he might suddenly appear out of nowhere and take her off a cliff. On the other hand, she felt it was necessary to explain to Bai Qingyu what he had unintentionally overheard, so that he wouldn't misunderstand.

Upon reaching the garden, a servant gestured a direction to Fu Siying before retreating.

Fu Siying took two steps forward in the direction she was looking, and then she saw a white stone table and benches, and a white wine jar with white feathers in the distance.

An empty wine jar lay tilted on the ground, indicating that he had already drunk it all.

Hearing the sound, Bai Qingyu looked at Fu Siying. Her eyes, made even brighter by the alcohol, were the most lustrous and translucent gems in the world.

“Miss Fu,” he said, his voice tinged with the sticky smell of alcohol, “come, sit down.”

Fu Siying approached: "Why are you drinking so much by yourself?"

He glanced at the empty wine jars on the ground and the wine jars on the table, and smiled calmly: "Not much, just enough to give you a slight buzz."