My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 1155 - 1161: The Mother Who Lacks Tactfulness

Prince Liang didn’t take Li Mu’er seriously, and Colorful Lotus mattered even less to him.

Colorful Lotus immediately curtsied, "It is I who didn’t consider thoroughly. I will go and keep a close watch now."

Li Mu’er nodded, but her heart was still restless.

She had thought that this matter would never be exposed, but unexpectedly, just after less than two months, Prince Liang began to suspect.

But wasn’t Prince Liang fond of Yi’er just yesterday? Why did his attitude change so abruptly today?

Could it be that someone was deliberately framing her?

Within Ning Tian Mansion, the only ones who had the courage and ability to talk nonsense in front of Prince Liang were the two who stole the limelight today, Qiao Duo’er and Chen Yiling.

Without realizing it, Li Mu’er clenched her fists; whoever blocked her path to wealth would face but one fate—death!

By evening, the Tan Family Courtyard was all set for dinner.

Grandpa Zhang was to head back to his hometown the next day to pay homage to his ancestors; this was like a farewell feast.

"Grandpa Zhang, please take the seat of honor," Tan Zhenghong made a gesture of invitation.

Grandpa Zhang shook his head, "Master Tan, you’re too polite, I’m fine sitting here."

Tan Zhenghong, already a Fourth Rank Official with good relations with King Qin, would need to rely on others in the future, and naturally, he had to humble himself a bit more.

Just then, Chen Yiling returned with her three children after washing their hands, "We’re all old friends here. Let’s not fuss about sitting arrangements; why bother with seat of honor or not?"

"That’s good too, as long as everyone enjoys the meal."

Tan Zhenghong didn’t insist any further; he, too, couldn’t be bothered with formalities.

Once everyone was seated, Grandpa Zhang raised his wine cup, "Today, I will borrow this occasion to congratulate both officials, wishing you a smooth ascent to power and prosperity, for the benefit of the people."

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhang," both Qin Longyun and Tan Zhenghong raised their cups.

Several dishes of spicy food were laid out on the table, their red colors vibrant and appealing.

Qin Mingrui swallowed and said in a low voice, "Mom, I want to eat that one."

Chen Yiling fished out a piece of blood curd from the spicy hot pot and put it into Qin Mingrui’s bowl, "This is your godmother’s specialty. It’s really enjoyable."

Before she could finish her sentence, Qin Mingrui was already choking.

Chen Yiling slapped her forehead, "How could I forget you can’t eat spicy food? Don’t move; I’ll go get you some water."

Black lines sprawled across Qin Longyun’s forehead. He was quicker on his feet; it would be better for him to go.

The teapot contained cool water, which was just right for drinking.

As Qin Longyun fed Qin Mingrui water, he silently criticized his own absentminded mother.

Once the spiciness subsided, Qin Mingrui spoke slowly, "Mom, I think it’s a miracle that I’ve managed to grow up this big."

"You sure know how to find joy amidst hardship," Qin Longyun added a jab.

Only Chen Yiling touched her nose—she had made a mistake today, wouldn’t an apology suffice?

"Today’s milk tea has been chilled for a while. Drinking it now should be just right," said Qiao Duo’er as she poured milk tea for Qin Mingrui.

The hot and numbing dish had a strong after-effect; something cold was needed to counter the heat.

Qin Mingrui said politely, "Thank you, Godmother."

He decided it would be better to stick with his godmother in the future; she seemed far more reliable than his birth mother.

Grandpa Zhang, watching the two families’ joyful squabble, felt moved. However, in this life, he was a eunuch and could only hope for a life surrounded by lovely company and children in the next life.

"Grandpa Zhang, a toast to you."

Tangyuan held up her cup in a proper manner.

Grandpa Zhang’s heart melted instantly, and he said affectionately, "Good child, cheers."

Now that the child had called him grandpa today, he would protect her as if she were his own granddaughter.

When he was old and left the palace, he would buy a small courtyard next to the Tan family, so he could often see these lovely children. If he was lucky, he might even enjoy a meal at the Tan family’s home.

Having made up his mind, Grandpa Zhang’s mood lifted immediately.