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Consort Xian was satisfied with Qin Yanran.

Not only was Qin Yanran devastatingly beautiful, but she was also talented. Coupled with the fact that she was the beloved daughter of the Protectorate, she had always been called the Number One Daughter of the Capital.

How could Consort Xian not be satisfied with this daughter-in-law?

Other than Qin Yanran herself, the huge power behind her was what Consort Xian cared about the most.

The military power of the Qin and Su families. After obtaining them, was she still worried that her son could not become the crown prince?

Qin Yanran came to the zither table and sat down.

“I’ll play the zither for a while. You guys can leave.”

When she was upset, she would relieve her anxiety by playing the zither.

She played a song she had recently learned, “Longing.”

She had a good sense of music and was talented. Master Zhang also praised her for playing well and being the best among all the disciples.

However, the sound of the zither she had heard in Pear Blossom Lane subconsciously appeared in her mind.

That Eldest Senior Brother had also played “Longing”.

Compared to his zither music, hers seemed to be forever lacking something.

If she was the best, what would people say about Eldest Senior Brother?

Qin Yanran played for a while and really couldn’t calm down. She asked the maidservant to put away the zither and took a poetry book to lie on the chaise longue to read.

As she read, she fell asleep.

Perhaps her father’s reaction today had frightened her, but she actually had a nightmare.

She dreamed that her father’s words were true. A man really came from somewhere and said that he was her grandfather’s son. He asked her father to return everything in the Duke’s Estate to him.

Then, a woman came and snatched her identity as the young mistress and her marriage with the Third Prince…

That woman said that she was the real daughter of the heavens and the empress of the world.

Qin Yanran woke up in shock.

Su Xiaoxiao brought a box of new snacks to the house in the east to pick up

Dahu.

The person who opened the door for her was a servant.

The servant looked at her in a daze and drooled when he smelled the fragrance of the oil in the box. “You are…

Su Xiaoxiao said politely, “I’m Dahu’s mother.”

The servant quickly gestured. “It’s Dahu’s mother. Please come in.” Su Xiaoxiao crossed the threshold.

The servant led her into a clean and simple room. There were no other furnishings in the room, only a zither, and two cushions.

The servant said to Su Xiaoxiao, “Madam, sit for a while. My young master brought Dahu to the back to pick fruits.”

Afraid that Su Xiaoxiao would be worried that her young master would run around with the children, the servant hurriedly added, “It’s our own orchard.

It’s not far.’

Su Xiaoxiao nodded. “It’s fine. Go ahead. I’ll wait on my own.”

Master Zhang returned from his trip and heard a melodious zither sound as soon as he entered the courtyard.

It was Zheng.

He… played the zither?

He even composed a new song.

This tune was completely different from the ones he had heard before. It had an extremely strong rhythm and tempo, with a hint of killing intent that looked down on the world. It was like immortal music descending and shaking one’s heart.

He seemed to see a person and a sword under the city tower, fearless of thousands of troops!

It was too shocking…

Master Zhang had goosebumps when he heard that…

Su Xiaoxiao entered the house.

Father Su sat on the small stool and looked up at her. “Did you come back alone? Where’s Dahu?”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Oh, he went to the orchard to pick fruits with the owner of that house. There’s still meat stewing in the pot, so I came back first.”

Father Su knew about that orchard and had passed by it a few times. The fruits inside were big and beautiful.

How fragrant.

He was very hungry.

Thinking of something, Su Cheng suddenly said, “Daughter, are you going on house calls recently?”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Yes, not much. What’s wrong, Dad?”

Su Cheng said, “Well, didn’t you make snacks these two days? I saw that I couldn’t finish them anyway, so I brought them to the market with your brother to sell them. Then, cough, I accepted a small business.”

“Oh.” Su Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. No wonder Su Ergou was half-awake and asked if she wanted to sell pancakes. So he had already sold them.

“What snack do you want?” she asked.

Father Su said, “Just… wife cakes. Any filling is fine.”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “How many? Where are they sent?”

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“200.” Su Cheng coughed lightly. “Spring Breeze Restaurant.”

Spring Breeze Restaurant was the largest brothel east of Scholar Street.

The corners of Su Xiaoxiao’s mouth twitched. She muttered, “Dad, have the girls in the brothel taken a fancy to you again?”

After my father sold pancakes, everyone was waiting to be her stepmother…

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and asked, “How much?”

Su Cheng extended two fingers.

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Two taels?”

In town, in order to fight for Su Cheng’s pancakes, the girls had raised the price to 100 copper coins each.

Su Cheng shook his head.

It couldn’t be 200 copper coins. The capital didn’t have such prices.

Su Xiaoxiao guessed. “Twenty taels?”

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Su Cheng said, “200 taels.”

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.

Zhong Shan also brought an order today.

He tasted the snacks Su Xiaoxiao gave him and gave some to his former companions.

Everyone liked to eat them and asked where Zhong Shan had bought them.

Zhong Shan said, “It’s fine if you don’t have time to do it.”

“There’s time,” Su Xiaoxiao said. “It can be done tomorrow morning.”

Soon, Dahu returned.

It was the servant from that family who sent him back.

When the servant saw Su Xiaoxiao, he smiled brightly. “Madam, my young master likes your snacks very much. Can I trouble you to make another box tomorrow?”

As he spoke, he took out a money bag and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao asked, “What’s wrong today? Are all the orders here?” Was he not opening for three years and eating for three years?

After Dahu left, Ling Yun sat alone in the room to tune the zither.

Strange, the zither that had been useless for a few years was actually accurate in pitch.

Master Zhang walked over with a bowl of hot millet porridge.

“At least take a few bites,” Zhang Qinshi said.

“I ate,” Ling Yun said.

Master Zhang smiled. “Don’t lie to me.”

“Really.” Ling Yun opened the snack box on the table. “I’m done.”

Master Zhang smiled. “Deng An ate it, right?” Deng An was the servant who served him.

“I ate it,” Ling Yun said.

Master Zhang said, “You’re doing this again. In order not to eat, you deliberately tricked me that you ate it.”

Ling Yun thought for a moment. “I’m a puppy if I lie to you.”

Master Zhang was speechless.

Coaxing him to eat was harder than ascending to the heavens. Master Zhang was used to it. He changed the topic and said, “The new song you composed today is not bad.”

Ling Yun looked at him strangely. “You composed a new song?”

Master Zhang said, “It’s you who composed a new song.”

Ling Yun asked, “Did I?”

Master Zhang said, “Yes, it’s the song you played with the zither.”

Ling Yun stroked the zither in front of him and said, “I didn’t play it.”

Master Zhang was stunned..