Chapter 16: Grandparent and Grandchild's Secret Talk

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This Rui Qinwang is his Majesty's third son, Li Hong Ming. His birth mother is the head of the four consorts, Noble Consort Su. Noble Consort Su has endlessly been favored for many years. In addition, Li Hong Ming himself was also extremely outstanding and deeply favored by the Emperor. With these two factors added together, in the imperial harem, Noble Consort Su was even able to be on par with the Empress, who was born from the Ding Duke Manor's Sun family. The other three consorts, majority of the time, also had to avoid her spearhead.

Noble Consort Su has one son and one daughter. That princess ranked fifth, 15-16 years old, and was bestowed the title, Min Xiang[1]. She's precisely at the age where she's selecting a husband and waiting to be married. In addition, there's also an adopted son, the sixth prince, Li Hong Yuan, bestowed the rank of qinwang. This Jin Qinwang's reputation seemingly isn't too good. And the cause apparently wasn't because Noble Consort Su did something to smear his name, but because of he himself. Noble Consort Su, instead, didn't suffer any less because of him. Also, in the imperial harem, Noble Consort Su just so happens to also have an advantage that all the imperial wives and concubines couldn't surpass.....

"Is it Luo Old Madam in the carriage?" They originally thought that it'll be fine just yielding the way, but looks like this won't be the case.

In the next instant, Luo Old Madam glanced to Jing Wan with a solemn expression and patted her hand. Following which, she got off the carriage.

Jing Wan quietly sat there, vaguely hearing her grandmother and fourth uncle's formal greeting voice, then followed by another warm, gentle, and well-mannered voice. Presumably, it should be that Rui Qinwang's voice. Towards her grandmother, he gave his greetings. He also quite admired fourth uncle, lastly even faintly hinting, if fourth uncle needs anything he can go find him and so on.

Luo Old Madam returned to the horse carriage, and Jing Wan quickly went forward to help her.

And it was exactly this one action that allowed Li Hong Ming to faintly catch sight of her side profile. His eyes slightly flickered once, "Go investigate which miss of the Luo family is on the carriage." Not necessarily wanting to do something, this was merely just out of habit for people like him, but perhaps it'll be useful in the days after. After all, 'preparedness averts peril'.

"Yes."

After Rui Qinwang's carriage left, Jing Wan saw that her grandmother's expression still didn't eased down. Somewhat worried, "Grandmother?"

Luo Old Madam softly sighed, "Don't worry, grandmother is fine, just a bit regretful. This Rui Qinwang, really is just as he's rumored to be. His nature's not bad, his skills extremely refine, and with only a few words, your fourth uncle was nearly about to offer his life in sacrifice to express his loyalty."

Jing Wan softly chuckled, "Fourth uncle is clear in his heart." That one is also an extremely sly person, his acting skills belonging in the oscar's class.

"Your fourth uncle really was somewhat moved, although not as exaggerated as it looked on the surface."

Jing Wan's smile weakened a bit, and said in an almost inaudible low voice, "En, after all, Rui Qinwang's winning possibility was very high."

"That fourth uncle of yours, grandmother knows best. With your grandfather at the top, he won't involve himself in there. However, Wan Wan, did you know that your third uncle is very close with the people of the eldest prince, Kang Qinwang's, faction, but still far from the core circle? But, for him to continuously bounce around like this, who knows when it'll implicate the entire Luo family. One's glory is the entire's glory; one's loss is the entire's loss."

"Third uncle wholeheartedly wants to climb up. Why don't grandfather just satisfy him? Sometimes, the more fiercely a person is suppressed, the more stronger the backlash."

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