C133 (2/2)

Zhao Jian looked at his youngest son in front of him and couldn't help but shiver. ”Didn't you send those three to the East Ocean Continent?”

Zhao Zheng smiled lightly and replied in a carefree manner: ”Dead and submerged at the bottom of the sea. Even if Xiao Qian poured out the seawater, he still wouldn't be able to find it. Can the coastal toothed sharks still leave their corpses?”

From start to finish, his expression didn't change much. It was as if he was calmly discussing how to taste it. With that in mind, it was impossible for Xiao Qian to find him. The only thing waiting for him was accountability.

When the time came, he would move the other ministers over to file a letter of impeachment. He didn't believe that he wouldn't be able to topple the Xiao family.

Just before noon, the leaden sky was covered with layers of clouds. It seemed like it was going to snow again.

The horse carriage slowly made its way back to the mansion. Just as Xiao Qian stepped into the courtyard, a woman dressed in a green palace dress came running towards him.

”Brother Xiao, you're back!”

An Yang lifted his skirt and ran towards him. His slightly shy face was overflowing with laughter.

”The princess is here.”

Greenwood's eyebrows jumped. He was finished. He forgot to mention asking about news of the manor, so he was going to be scolded by the general.

”I've been waiting for you for a long time. The madame said that you will definitely return to the manor today. I will be waiting for you there early in the morning.”

Xiao Qiansheng shook his head as if he had nothing else to live for. With the support of the girl, the entire room became stiff.

”Long time no see, you've lost so much weight. I'll enter the palace tomorrow to beg Uncle Huang so he won't make things too difficult for you. ” An Yang warmly held his arm, talking to himself.

After entering the courtyard, Madam Xiao was supported by her servant girl as she used a walking stick to support her.

”Qian'er, you're finally back. Hurry and let Grandma see.”

Xiao Qian took the opportunity to break free from the woman's restraints, bowing with both hands, ”Grandmother greets grandchild.”

Old Mistress Xiao hurriedly helped him up, and looked him up and down before saying with a pained heart: ”He really did lose a lot of weight. Your mother was even asking about you during breakfast.”

”How is Mother?”

The madame shook her head. ”It's better if you don't see her. Have your meal first and then go see her.”

Xiao Qian had no appetite, so he returned to his room to change into a clean set of clothes before walking towards the Pear Pavilion.

At this moment, Madam Xiao had also heard the news of her son's return. She forced herself to sit up from the bed and supported her maidservant, wanting to get off the bed.

”Mother!”

A man's voice came from outside the door. Madam Zhen was overjoyed. She stood up and stuck her head out of the door.

The maidservant opened the door, her face full of smiles, ”The general is back!”

Xiao Qian strode into the room and saw the sickly woman. He felt very uncomfortable. Why don't you just lie down and get up? ”

Mrs Zhen helplessly shook her head. ”She's been lying in bed for so long, she's almost gone.”

”Mother, what are you saying? Stop being so unlucky.”

Old Mistress Xiao followed him into the room with An Yang by her side.

”Your mother is worried about you. Her appetite is not good, and her body has always been weak. Even a doctor would not be able to do anything if he saw her.”

Xiao Qian lowered his head in guilt, ”Your son is unfilial and caused your mother to worry.”

”If you can get married early and get your mother to pick up your grandson as soon as possible, then she'll be fine.”

Hearing this, An Yang, who was standing to one side, smiled bashfully. His ten fingers pinched the snow-white handkerchief as he shyly glanced at the man in front of him.

Madam Zhen nodded in agreement. ”That's right. As soon as you left the house, it would be empty without a child making a ruckus. Your grandmother and I have discussed this. This year, we must definitely settle your marriage.”

Xiao Qian didn't say anything. He frowned and thought for a while before replying, ”Mother is right. Your son is about to get married.”

Old Mistress Xiao clapped her hands and excitedly grabbed An Yang, who was beside her, and gave her a look.