The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

Chapter 152 Treating Others with Pretense

"Wow."

As the door was unlocked, the scene behind it was revealed to everyone, and Biluo couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

A hint of surprise flashed across Su Fuying's face as well. She had originally thought that she would see a room similar to the last one when she returned, but she didn't expect...

The last time I visited, the shop was in a mess, full of broken tables and chairs, making the whole space feel cramped and oppressive.

Now, all around the room, the walls are neatly lined with wooden cabinets, which are clean and tidy, with items arranged in an orderly manner.

This made the whole room look much more spacious and bright, as if it had been reborn.

Su Fuying was quite surprised. She didn't expect that Gu Qibai would finish it so quickly after she had only mentioned it to him.

Moreover, these cabinets are clearly well-designed and crafted, not only beautiful and practical, but also complementing the surrounding environment and creating a very comfortable atmosphere.

Ying Er's expression was somewhat unpleasant. "Princess, perhaps we should take it easy for now."

Su Fuying looked around both floors and nodded in satisfaction. When she heard Ying Er's words, a thoughtful look crossed her face.

After a while, just when Ying Er thought Su Fuying was about to agree, he heard the woman's voice without hesitation, "Biluo, find someone to make all the recipes I wrote."

"Princess..."

"Shut up!"

Su Fuying looked at Ying Er with a sharp gaze, "Your master is still nowhere to be found. If there's anything you need, have him come and talk to me in person."

Seeing this, Shadow Two said no more, but his eyes showed some worry.

Where is Lu Yanxiu?

On the way back, Su Fuying sat in the carriage and finally couldn't help but ask.

She frowned slightly, wondering what this scoundrel was up to.

"I don't know."

Ying Er, who was driving the carriage, answered Su Fuying's question honestly.

"How could you not know?"

Su Fuying found it utterly unbelievable. As Lu Yanxiu's confidant, how could he not know his master's whereabouts?

She looked at Shadow Two suspiciously, trying to find a flaw in his expression.

Shadow Two, somewhat embarrassed, explained in an unnatural tone, "His Majesty said that I am a big mouth, and Shadow One is in charge of some important matters."

A hint of helplessness and grievance flashed across his face, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Haha."

At this moment, Biluo, who had been silent all along, suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her clear and loud laughter broke the tense atmosphere in the car.

"I didn't expect your master to have such sharp eyes."

Biluo said with a smile, her eyes gleaming with cunning, making no attempt to hide the sarcasm in her tone.

Upon hearing Biluo's words, Ying Er blushed, appearing even more embarrassed.

"Don't laugh." Ying Er was a little exasperated and reached out to tug at Bi Luo's sleeve.

However, Biluo quickly hid inside the carriage, not forgetting to taunt, "My young lady once said that a big mouth can eat from all directions."

"you....."

Upon hearing this, Ying Er immediately glared at Bi Luo, looking like a bullied little wife.

"Pfft." Su Fuying couldn't help but chuckle, but quickly regained her composure.

Looking at the little girl in front of the door, he explained helplessly, "That's not how you use that phrase."

"Hehehe." Biluo playfully stuck out her tongue at Ying Er, then sat down next to Su Fuying with a haughty look on her face, pouting and saying, "I can use this on him."

Along the way, Biluo and Ying Er kept joking around, while Su Fuying smiled gently beside them, which made her originally depressed mood much more relaxed.

Just then, the carriage slowly came to a stop, and Ying Er reminded her, "Princess, we have arrived."

Su Fuying stepped down from the carriage, looked up at the familiar gate in front of her, and sighed deeply.

Biluo ran up and knocked on the door. Soon, the doorman opened the door a crack. When he saw that it was Su Fuying who opened the door, he immediately put on a fawning smile and said, "Princess, please come in."

Su Fuying nodded and casually asked, "Where is the old lady?"

The gatekeeper hurriedly replied, "Your Highness, the old lady is in the master's courtyard. I will take you there right away."

"No need," Su Fuying waved her hand, declining his offer.

The gatekeeper was somewhat surprised, but dared not ask any further questions and could only reply, "Yes, Princess."

Su Fuying stepped into the mansion, but couldn't help but glance at the servant boy again.

She found the servant to be a complete stranger, guessing he was a new servant in the household.

However, judging from his behavior just now, he is much more pragmatic than the previous servants.

As Su Fuying walked to the courtyard gate, Zhang Mama saw her approaching from afar and her face lit up with joy. She quickly went up to her and asked with concern, "Princess, what brings you here today?"

Su Fuying smiled slightly and replied, "I've come to see my grandmother."

As she spoke, she looked up at the closed door, her brows furrowing slightly.

Following her gaze, Zhang Mama immediately understood her worry and quickly explained, "Princess, please don't worry. Master woke up yesterday and is currently discussing matters with the Old Madam in the room."

"Ying'er is here?"

The old lady's kind voice came from inside the room, and then the tightly closed door opened.

"grandmother."

"Ying'er, come in quickly."

Before the old lady could speak, a weak voice came from inside the room, and Su Fuying looked up.

The warm autumn sun shone through the cracks in the window, casting dappled light on a corner of the room and onto a neat bed.

A middle-aged man lay on the bed. His hair was slightly disheveled, his face was pale, and he had faint dark circles under his eyes.

His lips were chapped, and his breathing was somewhat rapid, but each breath was taken with care, as if afraid of disturbing the surrounding tranquility. His hands were gently placed on his abdomen, his fingers trembling slightly, and his gaze towards Su Fuying was somewhat excited.

"Your Excellency, Minister."

Su Fuying nodded slightly inward, her face expressionless.

Su Chengde's smile froze, and his eyes dimmed instantly, but he still forced a smile and said, "Ying'er, why are you being so polite? Come and sit down."

The sunlight shone on him, highlighting the fatigue and haggardness on his face.

He forced a smile, trying to hide his unease and disappointment. However, his dim eyes could not conceal his true feelings.

Su Chengde took a deep breath, trying to compose himself.

He knew his health was poor and understood that his daughter's dissatisfaction stemmed from past events. But he still hoped to gain her understanding.

The woman took a stool and sat down in front of the bed. Looking at the weak person on the bed, she said in a calm tone, "How is the Minister's health?"

When Su Chengde met the woman's distant gaze, he felt a pang in his heart. "Ying'er, please don't be so formal, okay?"