The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Murong Yan stood beside the golden nanmu wood table, her jealousy growing wildly within her.

Born into the most powerful of the five great families, the Murong family, she was a favored daughter of heaven and would not allow anyone to overshadow her.

Murong Yan wanted the Seventh Prince to help her vent her anger, so she whispered a few words in his ear.

The Seventh Prince laughed. It was a trivial matter; he also disliked these valuable items anyway.

The Seventh Prince's bodyguards received orders from the Seventh Prince to throw a pebble at Meng Yuqing's calf, triggering a series of chain reactions.

Meng Yuqing cried out in pain and lunged at the table. Her hand accidentally grabbed the red silk used to cover the table, and two trays fell down with it.

The tray held a valuable hairpin, which looked like it was about to break.

The maids and servants guarding the hairpin were horrified and rushed to its rescue.

These hairpins are all very valuable, and more importantly, it is considered very unlucky to break them.

So the maids and servants were all on tenterhooks, feeling like they were about to commit a terrible disaster.

Murong Yan smiled smugly; if she couldn't have the purple jade hairpin, Su Qianqian wouldn't be able to either.

If those precious hairpins break, I wonder if today's coming-of-age ceremony can still go on.

Breaking the hairpin is considered very unlucky, which proves that Su Qianqian is not a person with great fortune.

Murong Yan's wish was not fulfilled, because the Western Xia Grand Preceptor came to her rescue.

The Western Xia Grand Preceptor used his magic to move the hairpin, which was about to fall, back onto the table.

The Seventh Prince was so angry that his face turned pale. He never expected that the Grand Preceptor of Western Xia would stand up for that little girl.

Judging from the dilapidated body of the Western Xia National Preceptor, his spiritual power was already very weak, but he wasted his last bit of spiritual power for a few hairpins. What was he after?

The seventh prince wanted to pull some more tricks, but the third prince stopped him.

The Third Prince spoke in a very low voice, "Seventh Brother, no! You saw it! The Western Xia National Preceptor has boundless magical power. With his help, you can't destroy the hairpin."

The Seventh Prince did not believe that the Western Xia Imperial Preceptor possessed boundless magical power. He thought that the Imperial Preceptor had used spiritual power this time, making his body even weaker, and he hoped that the Imperial Preceptor would die soon.

It would also be best if the Great Qi's Master Tianyuan also passed away soon, so that the Southern Yue's Saman sorcerer would be invincible. At that time, the Southern Yue would be able to easily conquer the Great Qi and the Western Xia, and unify the world.

The Imperial Advisor was exhausted and on the verge of collapse, but he couldn't fall down; he had to maintain his aura for a little longer.

We must deter those who are secretly sabotaging us and protect the hairpin.

At the same time, the Imperial Advisor was also very excited, feeling very lucky to have encountered this event.

When he used his spiritual power to help Miss Su last time, Miss Su gave him two peaches for free.

I wonder how many peaches Miss Su will give him this time.

Each peach he eats adds nearly a month to his lifespan.

It filled him with hope as his life was drawing to a close.

The Imperial Advisor knew that Miss Su was someone who always repaid kindness, so he felt that the peach was beckoning to him.

Meng Yuqing, who was sitting next to the golden nanmu wood table, was truly terrified this time.

She collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, utterly terrified.

The precious hairpin was almost broken, but thanks to the intervention of the Western Xia Imperial Preceptor, the situation was saved.

Meng Yuqing found a pebble the size of a walnut on the ground.

She felt a sharp pain in the back of her left knee, so she quietly lifted her skirt and looked at it. There, she saw a bruise. Suddenly, she understood something.

Someone must have thrown this pebble at her just now, which is why she lunged at the long table and accidentally tore off the red silk covering it.

Someone wanted to use her to ruin the hairpin!

Meng Yuqing looked around and noticed that Murong Yan's expression was very strange. She guessed that it must be because her words had angered Murong Yan, which led to this undeserved disaster.

She only wanted Murong Yan to ruin Miss Su's coming-of-age ceremony, but she didn't intend to get herself involved.

The Meng family had very strict discipline. If someone caused a serious incident at a banquet, they would be sent to a nunnery outside the city for at least a year of quiet contemplation.

She had no desire to go to a nunnery.

Moreover, the seventh sister, Meng Baozhu, is very naive and also a bit crazy; she'll do anything for her sister, Su.

Last time, she accidentally knocked over the openwork taboo that Miss Su had given to Seventh Sister. As a result, Seventh Sister snatched the tray from the maid's hand and hit her more than a dozen times. If the maids and servants hadn't pulled Seventh Sister back, she probably would have been killed.

If the hairpin breaks this time, given Seventh Sister's crazy temper, she'll definitely beat her older sister to death.

When Meng Yuqing saw Meng Baozhu approaching from a distance, she quickly got up and ran away, abandoning all decorum.

When Madam Meng saw that Meng Yuqing's hairpin was askew from running, she was quite annoyed. This girl Yuqing was too unruly and didn't care about her image at all. It seemed that she couldn't bring this girl out again next time.

Su Qianqian is very busy today with her coming-of-age ceremony, and she has to change into three different outfits. She doesn't have time to come over.

But when Xiangming heard that the hairpin had an accident, she rushed over.

As soon as the Imperial Preceptor saw Xiangming approaching, he collapsed to the ground. He had to let Miss Su's maid see the terrible price he had paid to protect the hairpin, at least half a month's worth of his lifespan.

Xiangming listened to the old woman guarding the hairpin recount what had happened, and then went back to report to Su Qianqian.

Soon, Xiangming came over, carrying two large peaches in each hand. The peaches were as big as small watermelons, quite frightening.

Everyone was drawn to the peaches.

So this is what a peach that costs over ten thousand taels looks like! It's so big and fragrant. The aroma is so invigorating that it must taste absolutely delicious.

The third prince stepped forward and asked, "Are these peaches still for sale? I can offer a higher price."

"I'm sorry, I won't sell it for any amount of money. Peaches are out of season now, and this is just a little bit that my daughter has saved up."

Xiangming walked up to the Imperial Advisor and expressed her sincere gratitude.

"Thank you for your help, Imperial Advisor. These two peaches are a gift from Miss Su to you free of charge."

Xiangming was very grateful. Today was the young lady's coming-of-age ceremony, and it would be very unlucky if the hairpin broke. Fortunately, the Western Xia State Preceptor intervened and helped the young lady preserve her dignity.

Amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, the Imperial Advisor smacked his lips and devoured both peaches.

Having tasted the sweetness of two peaches, the Imperial Advisor transformed into a guard of the plum garden, patrolling everywhere, hoping to find an opportunity to earn two more peaches.

Just now, Xiangming said that Miss Su only has a little bit of peaches left. In order to live until the peaches are on the market next year, the Imperial Advisor is determined to try his best to earn some more peaches from Miss Su.

The Western Xia Grand Preceptor made a round but found nothing, which was quite disappointing.

He felt that the two princes of Nan Yue and that Miss Murong were unstable factors, so he simply focused on keeping an eye on these three.

The Third Prince sighed. The Western Xia Imperial Preceptor was actually eager to become Miss Su's bodyguard! Unbelievable.

The Third Prince whispered to the Seventh Prince again, telling him not to make any more moves, as the people they brought were no match for the Western Xia Imperial Preceptor.