With a wave of his hand, the Prince's Mansion's fortune exploded throughout the entire cap

Why are you wearing a big red flower?

Jingjing found it strange. Although she had seen several people with flowers in their hair in the store, none of them had one this big.

[Huh? This is an old lady, so she must be that old, faded, wicked woman wearing a big red flower!!!]

Jingjing stopped drinking water and stared wide-eyed at the person who had come in.

The old woman who walked over step by step had gray hair, adorned with a large red peony flower in her hair, and two hairpins at the back of her head. Her makeup was somewhat heavy, her face was long, her cheekbones were high, and her figure was tall and slender.

[The old age and faded beauty match, and the bright red flower matches too!]

She's the one who poisoned my grandmother!

With each thought that Jingjing uttered, Fang Yuhua's gaze grew colder.

Lu Wenshu secretly clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

Meizhi, the head maid of Fuluyuan, announced at the door: "Madam, Princess, Madam Zhang of the Yongyi Marquis's residence has arrived."

"Elder sister, I received an invitation from the Prince's mansion. I was a little curious, so I hurriedly sent a visiting card and came to your door. Please forgive me."

The old lady of the Marquis of Yongyi's mansion stepped forward with a smile, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness, Princess."

Princess Jing lightly flicked her handkerchief: "Madam, you jest. You and my mother are very close friends. In recent years, my mother has rarely left her home, and it is often you who come to keep her company. Please sit down, Fudong, and serve tea."

Lu Wenshu had a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes were filled with cold light.

[Bad guy! Bad guy! Bad guy! He's carrying poison!!!]

When the old lady of the Marquis of Yongyi turned her head to look at Jingjing, she saw Jingjing with her brows furrowed and lips pursed.

"This must be the lady from the Prince's mansion, the main character of the family reunion banquet, right? What's her name?"

Fang Yuhua looked at the head maid beside her and said, "Take Miss to Wutongzhai. The young master is there."

"Yes."

Jingjing looked at her grandmother, her eyes full of confusion.

[Grandmother! She's poisoned! Get rid of her!]

Hibiscus! The stuff inside hibiscus is poisonous!

No, it should be said that when that substance is combined with the sandalwood on Grandma's body, it becomes poisonous!

[You big bad guy, your luck is almost gone! Every time you come to the Prince's mansion, you manage to take some good fortune with you!]

Little Jingjing was carried out of the reception room by Granny Guan.

"Granny, Jingjing doesn't want to come out~"

Granny Guan carried her quickly towards Wutongzhai: "Miss, you are the legitimate daughter of the Prince's Mansion. The Marquis of Yongyi's Mansion has already declined. How can they allow you to become a topic of conversation for them to raise their status?"

Inside the reception room, the old lady of the Yongyi Marquis's mansion, seeing Jingjing being taken away, was not embarrassed at all, and then asked:

"Did you receive a fortune slip from Ciguang Temple? I wonder which master interpreted it?"

Fang Yuhua smiled as she watched Jingjing leave: "It was a fortune slip left by Master Liaowu. It's just a pity that Master Liaowu was traveling and couldn't hear it in person."

The old lady of the Marquis of Yongyi's mansion chuckled, "So it's Master Liaowu."

Master Liaowu believed in fate and never accepted pilgrims for fortune telling. He would only occasionally have a few young monks invite a few people to interpret the fortunes.

The rules have never been broken in all these years.

"It seems this child does indeed have some connection with the Prince's mansion. I've noticed that even my sister's complexion is a bit rosier."

Fang Yuhua smiled happily: "To tell you the truth, I slept soundly yesterday, but woke up feeling refreshed. It's been years since I've felt this relaxed."

The old lady of the Yongyi Marquis's mansion froze for a moment. She really slept well?

"Madam, Your Highness, the eldest son requests your presence at Wutongzhai."

Granny Jie looked with delight at the old lady and the princess sitting on the high seats at the entrance of the reception room.

"Oh? In that case, I won't keep you here today. We'll meet again at the banquet in a few days."

Seeing her get up to leave, Old Madam Zhang became somewhat anxious: "Elder sister? I've only been at the Prince's residence for two incense sticks' time!"

She hasn't gained anything yet; she's only had two or three sips of tea and eaten just one pastry!

Fang Yuhua sighed, "You know perfectly well that Rui'er has been frail since childhood and has always been sensible. The fact that he had Granny Jie come to invite us over suggests that he might not be feeling well."

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhang had no choice but to get up and leave: "In that case, sister, you should go back first."

As he stepped out of the reception room, he saw the smiling Granny Jie in front of him, snorted, and left.

With such a bright smile, nothing could have happened!

So what if he's gifted? He's a sickly fellow; it's questionable whether he'll even live to take the imperial examination. Why bother?

After she left, Fang Yuhua glared at the spot where she had just sat and said, "Granny Pang, throw that teacup away! As for the snacks... never mind, give them to the little beggars on the street."

If it weren't for the fact that there were still some things to investigate during the Southwest War and that prevented her from taking any rash actions, she would have wanted to put on her imperial robes and go to court to file a complaint.

Ultimately, it is more important to give the Xiao family army justice.

Granny Pang quickly left with the things in her hand. Looking at the teacup in her hand, she had just been wondering why Fu Dong had brought the ordinary teacup that the servants in the kitchen used to drink water.

It turns out that the Princess Consort had given the order beforehand.

In front of a stick of incense.

Inside the Wutongzhai, Zhou Rui was discussing his writing with Xiao Yu when he was surprised to see Granny Guan carrying Jingjing.

"Jingjing, what brings you here?"

Little Jingjing pouted, "Big brother, little brother, the bad guys are coming!"

Helpless, Granny Guan said, "Young Master, Eldest Young Master, Miss is referring to the old lady of the Marquis of Yongyi's residence. The old lady and the Princess are in the reception hall, so they asked me to bring Miss to Wutongzhai."

[He's a bad guy! A bad guy with a big red flower on his head!]

[She's the one who poisoned my grandmother! There was something in the hibiscus!]

Xiao Yu pursed his lips. He already knew when he heard Yu'er mention it last time.

It's just puzzling. The next generation of the Marquis of Yongyi's family will be the Earl's family, yet this old lady doesn't supervise the children's studies and martial arts training at the Marquis's residence; she just wants to spend all her time with her grandmother.

She and her grandmother were very close friends, and her grandmother was very sentimental. She had no idea what she had gotten in return for using her grandmother's influence.

Zhou Rui walked from his desk to the octagonal table where Jingjing was sitting: "Did you and Mother go out and buy some jewelry you liked today, little sister?"

Little Jingjing looked at the sweet cakes her older brother was pushing towards her, and her anger lessened a bit: "Yes. I'll wear them for my brother to see tomorrow~"

Xiao Yu placed the milk in his hand next to hers: "This Ding Sheng Gao (a type of sweet rice cake) is a bit dry, so it's best to eat it with milk."

"Thank you, sir!"

My brother is still the best to me~

[Huh? Big brother seems to have a bit more luck on him?]

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu looked at Zhou Rui with a hint of joy. His elder brother was frail; if he had more luck, wouldn't his health improve? And he'd suffer less?

Zhou Rui pursed his lips slightly. His sister had used her magic to heal him three times in a row. Indeed, he did not feel weak and need to rest after lunch today. On the contrary, he was still quite energetic at this hour.

But he could also feel the emptiness inside his body, and every day when he tied his hair up, he could see his pale face in the bronze mirror.

Little Jingjing slowed down her munching on the pastry and looked at the young prince, Xiao Yu.

But this guy looks really weird!