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It was Xue Yan’s voice.

Hearing the argument, Jiang Peihuan’s eyes showed a hint of confusion. The relationship between the Jiang Hong couple had always been extremely good. Over so many years, they had hardly ever had any disagreements.

Jiang Peihuan quickened her pace involuntarily. “Father, Mother,” she called as she entered the main hall, bowing to both of them.

“Huan Er, why are you here?” Seeing Jiang Peihuan, Xue Yan ceased her quarreling with Jiang Hong and turned to smile at her daughter.

“I came to return this command seal to Mother,” Peihuan replied.

As she spoke, Jiang Peihuan handed the Flying Feathers Army command seal to Xue Yan.

Seeing the command seal in her hand, Xue Yan softly said, “Once given to you, this command seal is yours.”

“Mother, you created the Flying Feathers Army, so it’s better to keep it in your hands. If I need to use the Flying Feather Army in the future, 1 can always come to you for the command seal,” Jiang Peihuan added.

“In that case, I will keep it for now,” Xue Yan conceded.

Hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Xue Yan didn’t say anything more, but took the command seal from her daughter’s hand.

After handing over the command seal, Jiang Peihuan turned to look at her parents and quietly asked, “Father, Mother, I just heard your arguing. Has something happened at home?”

“Huan Er, Meng Yi has committed suicide in prison,” Jiang Hong revealed.

Jiang Peihuan already knew about this news.

She didn’t say anything, but continued to look at Jiang Hong, waiting for him to continue.

Jiang Hong glanced at Xue Yan. Seeing that she didn’t interrupt him, he continued, “He left behind two children. 1 want to bring them back to our mansion and raise them.”

“Father, since Meng Yi has committed suicide, what about Madam Meng?” Jiang Peihuan asked, furrowing her brow upon hearing this.

At this point, she finally understood why Xue Yan had been arguing with Jiang Hong. Back in the northern territory, Meng Yi had almost poisoned Jiang Changbai. Now Jiang Hong intended to raise Meng Yi’s children in their mansion, and the more Xue Yan thought about it, the angrier she became.

Seeing Jiang Peihuan’s expression darken, Jiang Hong’s voice dropped further, “That woman has already run away.”

Madam Meng had taken all of the Meng family’s property and fled, leaving behind her two children.

“I will absolutely not agree to raise those two children in our mansion. Have you forgotten what Meng Yi did?” Xue Yan told Jiang Hong, her voice cold.

“Yan Er, I know that what Meng Yi did is unforgivable, but the children are innocent. We watched them grow up, and if we don’t bring them home, they will be left with no one,” Jiang Hong pleaded.

Xue Yan’s eyes still showed her disagreement, but thinking of the two children, she remained silent.

Jiang Peihuan was aware of Meng Yi’s two children, a boy and a girl.

The boy was now eight years old, and the girl was only three.

After some thought, Jiang Peihuan looked at her parents and suggested, “Father, Meng Yi was a member of Prince Qing’s Mansion. Now that he is dead, doesn’t Prince Qing have anything to say?”

“The royal family has always been heartless. Meng Yi is already dead. How could Prince Qing care about the lives of those two children?” Jiang Hong responded, his eyes filled with a stormy darkness.

She could not help but sigh in her heart. Jiang Peihuan looked at Xue Yan, “Mother, these two children are young. It’s normal for Father to be unwilling to see them homeless. How about this: let’s bring them into our mansion for now, and when they are a bit older, we can make other arrangements.”

Hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Jiang Hong’s eyes brightened, and he quickly turned to look at Xue Yan.

Faced with her husband and daughter’s expressions, Xue Yan spoke grumpily, “You two are so soft-hearted, leaving me to play the villain.”

“That means you agree,” Jiang Hong quickly stepped forward, took Xue Yan’s hand gently and whispered, “Yan Er, thank you.”

Seeing this scene before her, Jiang Peihuan smiled and turned to leave.

Jiang Peihuan was extremely disgusted with Meng Yi, but his two children are innocent.

Furthermore, Jiang Peihuan understood her father’s character better than anyone. While it was true that Meng Yi had betrayed him, their many years of acquaintance were also a reality.

After leaving Yanlin, Jiang Peihuan planned to return to her own garden.

But halfway through, Jiang Peihuan saw Jian Mei, who was out for a walk.

Jiang Mei’s belly was already slightly protruding.

She was supported by a maid with one hand and her stomach with the other. When she saw Jiang Peihuan, she stopped in her tracks.

When their eyes met, both fell silent.

In the end, it was Jian Mei who spoke first, “I heard that Uncle Meng is dead.”

“Yes,” Jiang Peihuan nodded in response.

Jiang Peihuan’s gaze fell on Jian Mei’s belly. Perhaps because of her pregnancy, her demeanor seemed much softer.

After a glance, Jiang Peihuan gently said, “Now that you are pregnant, you need to take good care of yourself.”

Hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Jiang Mei was taken aback for a moment before softly saying, “Thank you.”

“I thought you would hate me very much, after all, I approached the Second Master with an ulterior motive,” Jian Mei added.

“Regardless of your previous intentions, now you are carrying the child of the Jiang family. For this reason alone, the Jiang family will treat you well,” Jiang Peihuan responded.

“It’s getting colder. If there’s nothing else, you should go back to your courtyard and rest,” she advised.

After saying this, Jiang Peihuan headed straight back to her own Palm Garden.

As she entered the courtyard, Jiang Peihuan noticed some fallen leaves.

She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but she felt a hint of winter in the air.

“Eldest Miss, King Cheng is here,” Jiang Peihuan heard Lu’ Er’s voice as soon as she stepped into the room.

Walking up to her, Lu Er smiled and said,” Eldest Miss, His Highness King Cheng has gone to the old madam’s chrysanthemum hall. The old madam has sent someone to invite you over.”

A moment later, Jiang Peihuan, accompanied by Yue Er and Lu’ Er, went to the Old Madam’s Chrysanthemum Hall.

When Jian Peihuan arrived, Xiao Nanye was sitting and chatting with Old Madam Jiang.

“Old Madam, Eldest Miss is here,”Nanny Xu announced in a soft voice when she saw Jiang Peihuan.

Everyone seated instinctively looked towards the entrance.

Under everyone’s gaze, Jiang Peihuan walked forward and bowed to Old Madam Jiang before bowing to Xiao Nanye.

“Grandmother,” she greeted.

“Come and sit beside me,” seeing Jiang Peihuan, Old Madam Jiang smiled and waved at her.

Jiang Peihuan did not refuse and took two steps forward to sit next to her grandmother.

“Eldest Sister, His Highness King Cheng said that he wanted to bring us to the West Mountain to hunt. Grandmother has already agreed.”

Jiang Ruyun also sat down below the old madam. If it was before, seeing the old madam being so close to Jiang Peihuan, she would definitely feel uncomfortable and even jealous.

But now, when she saw this scene, she only felt admiration without any discomfort.

Hearing Jiang Ruyun’s words, Jiang Peihuan turned her eyes towards Xiao Nanye.

The man met her gaze and said softly,” This season is the perfect time for hunting. I’ve already told the Imperial Brother that 1 want to go to the West Mountain to hunt, and the Imperial Brother has agreed.”

West Mountain was the royal garden and the best hunting ground in the capital..