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Your chefs are truly not even a fraction as skilled as Miss Sang. Is it really that delicious? Can you imagine the scene at The Office of Censors across from Boss Sang?
Qin Mu Hui understood what he meant; that road was so bad that even dogs would avoid it. Next time, bring some into the palace so I can try it too. Well, then you shouldn't play matchmaker anymore. You've wasted so much of my time. From now on, when Grandmother orders you, just put on the airs of an emperor.
Seeing his nephew about to leave, Qin Mu Hui hurriedly added, "Don't go yet. Do you have any business with Miss Sang? If you're not interested, then stop running over to her place; it's not good for her reputation. If you do have feelings for her, then make your intentions clear. With her skills in catching monsters, she might just be worthy of you. I have high hopes for you two, but your Grandmother probably still wants you to find someone from a respectable family."
When Qi Xiaomian left the palace, Qi Shuo was already waiting outside with the carriage. On the way, Qi Xiaomian asked, "Are there rumors about me and Miss Sang circulating in the streets?"
Yes.
"Why haven't you suppressed them? Do I need to tell you how to handle this?"
The rumors are spreading like wildfire; there are several waves of them. We've traced them back and found they mostly involve a few princes and high officials. We're currently considering how to handle it when the Pang Family's incident happened first. Miss Sang's actions made them retract their heads, and the rumors temporarily disappeared.
Hmph! They're just too idle; I'll find them some work to do!
After a while, Qi Xiaomian asked again, "What exactly are they saying?"
The latest rumor is that Miss Sang was your confidante during your time at the border. When you returned to court, you brought her back with you and claimed that Buddha Treasure looks just like you—saying it's your child with Miss Sang.
Ha! Does it look like me?! Where's the resemblance? That kid has a face full of baby fat; how could I possibly look like that? Besides, that kid is a monster! How could I give birth to a monster?
We know that's not true, but the common people don't understand that Buddha Treasure is a monster either; it's not wise to spread that around. They might think you resemble each other simply because you're both exceptionally good-looking.
Hmph!
When Qi Xiaomian returned to The Office of Censors, he happened to run into Misha delivering lunch. Qi Xiaomian glanced at the Small Tavern still hanging its closed sign and asked, "Is your master planning to stop doing business for good?"
She wants to take a longer break.
If she rests too long, she'll become useless. If she's feeling unwell inside, keeping herself busy would be better for her.
Yes, she's been busy with Riri.
What have they been busy with?
Misha fell silent for a moment.
How should one put it? Should we say that Sang Qingxiao had gone mad for an entire night?
There had been howls and cries all night long, the guqin played chaotically, and he had been stumbling around, clutching at grass and weeds, pouring wine into himself with reckless abandon. In the end, he got drunk, thinking that would bring him some peace.
Now, he was still asleep, holding onto the Buddha Treasure, with his hair in braids, cheeks painted with rouge, and dressed in a little skirt. It was just a night of eating, drinking, and cooking.
Misha's response left some face for Sang Qingxiao.
Tell your master that Pang Yong's matter is settled; the court will no longer discuss it. However, in the future, please refrain from being so ostentatious in your actions.
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