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The expression on the face of Prime Minister Su did not change. "It's just a domestic matter. Qing He made some mistakes. This humble subject has asked her to think about it."

"For my sake, please spare me the punishment of 'Clear Harmony'."

"That's only natural, this humble subject wants to do the same."

Qing He replied with a slight smile, "Thank you, Fourth Prince."

Xuanyuan Liumu laughed, "No need, don't forget your promise."

Qing He shook his head, "Qing He doesn't want to show his face in the market. I'm sorry, your highness, I'm afraid Qing He can't go."

Xuanyuan Liumu understood and a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes: "Then let's not force it. Let's spar again when there's a chance."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Xuanyuan Liuxing looked at Qing Yao, "I neglected Little Sister Qing Yao, did you finish settling the matter?"

Qing Yao revealed a very aggrieved expression and complained, "Thank you for Big Brother Mu's concern. It has already been handled. Big Brother Mu didn't tell us that even when he found Qing Qing and chatted with his little sister. We've been looking for you for a long time, you worried me to death."

Xuanyuan Liumu patted Qing Yao's head and said lovingly: "It's my fault for not taking things into consideration, I'll compensate you for your mistakes."

A smile appeared on Qing Yao's face. "That's more like it."

Xuanyuan Liumu looked up to the sky and frowned. He said to Prime Minister Su: "It's already the time to bid your farewells. Thank you for the hospitality of Su Xiangguo."

Prime Minister Su smiled. "As long as the Fourth Prince doesn't mind, this old man will give it to you."

Prime Minister Su and his entourage escorted Xuanyuan Liumu to the door, but of course, Qing He didn't go. As Xuanyuan Po saw that Qing He didn't send him off, he felt a sense of disappointment.

After seeing off Prime Minister Su, they returned to their rooms.

"Daddy, Mommy, Big Brother Mu didn't say anything about proposing marriage. He's still so close to Qing He. Will anything happen to him?"

"No," Prime Minister Su replied in a low voice. "For that position, he knows what to do."

The First Madam sneered, "The maidservants said that when the Fourth Prince went to the backyard, there was someone playing the zither. I didn't expect that Qing and that lass to be so scheming."

Prime Minister Su sighed. "Qing He has indeed overdone it."

Upon hearing this, Qing Yao recalled the looks of Xuanyuan Liumu and Qing He together. With a resentful expression, she revealed a gaze of hatred.

In the past, people only knew that there was a talented Third Miss in the Prime Minister's Hall, but they had neglected her. She was also very outstanding, but her beauty and radiance were too great.

She was the current Queen's niece, and her grandfather was a general of the imperial court. How distinguished was his status? Su Qing was only the daughter of a fireworks girl. Why did everyone like her?!

Seeing those aristocratic young masters fighting for Qing He's hand in marriage, she was so jealous that she went mad with jealousy.

It wasn't easy to get Qing He to lose her reputation, and everyone despised her. Qing Yao was extremely happy inside.

Qing Yao's eyes were firm. She must marry Big Brother Mu.

Qing He was reading in his room. Xiao Zhu looked at him strangely and asked curiously, "Miss, what are you thinking about?" Was he really so lost in thought, or was he just the Fourth Marquis? This page is about to stop for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. "

Qing He came back to her senses and glanced at her unhappily. "Don't speak nonsense. The First Miss and the Fourth Marquis were a match made in heaven. I have no interest in him."

Little Zhu pouted unhappily. "Fourth Prince is such a nice person. When Miss came to the backyard, she didn't let me follow. Otherwise, I would have been able to see Fourth Prince."

Qing He raised his eyebrows, "I didn't let you follow me because I'm not used to it. Do you like the Fourth Marquis?"

Little Bamboo's eyes lit up. "How could I dare? I admire him. A person like the Fourth Prince can only look on from afar."

Qing He was indeed thinking about Xuanyuan Liumu. Before knowing his identity, she had truly treated Xuanyuan Liumu as a friend. When he had given her the jade pendant, she hadn't thought too much about it and had only thought that it was a gift from her friend.

Afterwards, he invited her to visit the Ru Yi tower. She knew it was a spar between talents, but when she saw the discontented expressions of the First Wife and Qing Yao, she didn't agree.

Qing Yao liked Xuanyuan Liumu. She could see the love in her eyes when she looked at Xuanyuan Liumu.

She thought about it and understood their thoughts. They wanted Qing Yao and Xuanyuan Liumu to get married, but he stayed with her.

She had a goal in saying that she was forbidden in front of Xuanyuan Liumu and that she needed his help. She also knew that he would help her and she should not have been grounded anyway.

She and the Fourth Prince played together, talked music, and played chess. The Fourth Prince was a very outstanding person. He had done quite a bit of research into music and chess. They had a lot of common topics, but they were destined to not walk too close to each other.

She looked at the jade pendant and sighed. She would return it to him if she had the chance in the future.

"He'er."

Qing He looked up and saw her mother approaching.

Her mother was the second wife. Other than the first wife, who had the most work to do in the mansion, her mother was responsible for the distribution of food, clothing, and living necessities. The first wife was in charge of everything else.

She had read a book about the celebrities of this time and space and their deeds.

In the book, there was a name that introduced her mother, Liu Ruyun. It was very beautiful, just like her appearance.

Seeing her anxious expression, Qing He vaguely understood that she had come to tell her about Xuanyuan Liumu.

Second Madam sat beside Qing He, her delicate eyebrows knitted together as she said worriedly, "I've heard about the matter between you and Fourth Prince. Mother is asking you, how do you feel about Fourth Prince?"

Qing He was slightly surprised. Why did he ask these questions? She answered truthfully, "The Fourth Prince is intelligent, warm as jade. He's a very good person."

"Are you interested in him?"

Clearing his head, he chuckled, "I just admire his talent. I don't have any other feelings for him. I know he is a special person and I know what to do."

Second Madam heaved a sigh of relief and asked again, "How did you meet?"

Qing He frowned. "He said it was because of the zither music. I'm very far away from the front hall. How did he hear it?"

"The Fourth Prince is a martial artist, so his hearing is naturally stronger than ordinary people. There is someone in the manor who is insulting you again."

Qing He thought for a while, and said with a wry smile, "It's probably because I'm very shrewd, knowing that the Fourth Marquis is coming, so I intentionally played the zither to seduce him, and …"

Qing He did not finish his sentence. She looked at Second Madam apologetically and said, "Mother, I've implicated you."

Second Madam shook her head. "It's alright. I've long been used to it. I've implicated you, so don't mind the rumors. Clear as day and you won't mention it after a while."

Qing He lay in the Second Madam's embrace, enjoying the warm embrace.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard and a waiter ran over.

"Second Madam, Third Miss, the prime minister invites you."

Qing He and the Second Madam exchanged glances. They stood up and walked towards the door.

Prime Minister Su's room.

"Master, what do you want us to do?"

Prime Minister Su looked at them with a complicated expression. "With regards to the Fourth Marquis, why is he with you?"

When Qing He saw the look in Prime Minister Su's eyes, she felt a wave of unhappiness in her heart.

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