The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family-Chapter 1178 - 271: Painting a Memorial Portrait_2

Pei Qin was taken aback for a moment but then smiled at her kind intentions, "I might consider it afterward."

Grandma Jiang thought of Jun Suxue and saw her bright smile, feeling it inappropriate to ask further. She delicately advised her to be cautious and got up to leave. Right now, there were many eyes on Tiance Mansion; her visit was merely to express gratitude, and staying too long wouldn’t be proper. She needed to go home and watch for news from that side.

Pei Qin escorted her to the second gate.

Jun Suxue observed that her expression didn’t seem angry, but her demeanor wasn’t too great. She couldn’t help but ask, "Did Grandma Jiang seek something from the General?"

Pei Qin regarded her as a subordinate and follower, while Pei Qin saw her as a friend, "The An family’s eldest young master is critically ill, and he might not last more than a day or two. The Wei family will let Wei Shu return, and afterward, she’ll remarry!"

Jun Suxue’s face instantly turned cold, "What does the General plan to do?" The Wei family was known for their scholarly background and should value rituals and cultivation the most. Yet, such people, if they started unscrupulous acts, would be even more shameless.

"What plan? Tiance Mansion is my territory! Mo Heng is my man! Let her dare try? I’ll make sure she knows why flowers are so red!" Pei Qin haughtily huffed.

"You... care a lot about the Marquis, don’t you?" Jun Suxue asked her softly.

Pei Qin turned to look at her, "Of course! My man, whoever dares to snatch him, I could kill her!"

Jun Suxue took a deep breath in secret and smiled, "Why are flowers so red?"

As Pei Qin walked, she explained, "There’s a type of bitch that’s too pretentious. There’s a type of board, called one zhang red. That’s why flowers turn redder and redder!"

Jun Suxue laughed along with her.

Feng Wei followed Mo Heng over, "Does the Marquis intend to go?"

Mo Heng gave him a cold glance. Didn’t he see that he was catching an affair?

Feng Wei immediately shut his mouth. He really was getting old! The young master was growing more and more disdainful of him; perhaps it was time to retire and become a butler. Life rarely extends to seventy; if he could live beyond that, he would have less than twenty years left.

Mo Heng stepped up to catch up and went to find Pei Qin, instructing the maid to serve dinner in advance.

"I’m not hungry yet, what’s the point of eating so early?" The grilled meat at noon was delicious and tender; she had eaten too much and hadn’t digested it yet!

"Eat some hot soup, have some hot porridge, and we’ll go out later." Mo Heng handed the letter from An Zhouyuan to her.

At the sight of An Zhouyuan’s name, Pei Qin immediately perked up and quickly opened it.

An Zhouyuan had studied with Mo Heng when they were younger, and their relationship was very good. He was one of Mo Heng’s closest friends from before. An Zhouyuan had a heart ailment, and Mo Heng loved peace, making their friendship even better than with others.

"What does this mean? He’s dying and wants to entrust his child on his deathbed? He’s entrusting his wife to you!?" Pei Qin was not very familiar with semi-archaic texts, but she still understood from An Zhouyuan’s earnest words that he wanted to see Mo Heng one last time before his death.

Mo Heng’s smile contained a cold undertone, "Let’s go together."

Pei Qin looked at him, "Do you really want to take this on?"

Mo Heng’s face darkened, "Are you coming or not?"

"If you don’t want to take this on, why go?" Pei Qin muttered as she sat down at the dining table.

"He’s taking too long to die." Mo Heng said bluntly.

Pei Qin rolled her eyes at him, finished her dinner, wrapped herself in a cloak, took a brazier to keep warm, and went out with him.

By the time the carriage arrived at An Mansion, it was already dark.

The gatekeeper opened the gate eagerly upon recognizing Mo Heng, while another went inside to give notice.

An Zhouyuan had been waiting, and upon hearing of Mo Heng’s arrival, had someone invite him directly to his room.

Mo Heng stepped off the carriage and, instead of following the steward, turned around to assist Pei Qin down.

Seeing that Pei Qin had also come, the steward looked between her and Mo Heng, quickly stepping forward to greet her, "Greetings, Madam Marquis!"

Pei Qin coldly responded with a hum.

Mo Heng, holding her hand, walked towards An Zhouyuan’s residence, "Lead the way."

The steward hurriedly had someone announce their arrival again.

Wei Shu was inside, keeping watch. Her heart fluttered with excitement upon hearing of Mo Heng’s arrival. She was supposed to marry him, and even if they had missed their chance, there was still a connection!

But considering An Zhouyuan’s critical condition, she couldn’t show too much emotion.

Hearing that Pei Qin had come with Mo Heng, her expression suddenly stiffened. Why would she come as well?

Lv Wei, her maid, seeing Wei Shu’s expression, went outside to intercept the guests. Seeing Pei Qin and Mo Heng arrive hand in hand, she quietly approached to greet them, "The eldest young master is inside waiting for the Marquis. Madam, please wait here for a moment!"

Mo Heng tightened his grip and led Pei Qin straight to An Zhouyuan.

As Wei Shu came out, she saw their clasped hands, openly displayed in front of everyone. Her heart felt as if it was slashed with a knife, yet she still had to step forward and greet them.