Minister of War, Lord Meng, after submitting the impeachment memorial, has been waiting for Bai Xilie to summon him.
However, after waiting at his residence, no one from the palace came.
Until dusk, the doorman hurriedly ran to him.
"Sir, someone from the palace is here!"
Meng Chang was delighted, and immediately stood up: "Quick, welcome them!"
He followed to the door, thinking it was the eunuch summoning him to the palace.
However, at the entrance, there was an imposing squad of the Imperial Guard.
The leading commander’s expression was solemn.
Upon seeing Meng Chang, he dismounted swiftly and stepped forward, greeting him with a fist salute.
"Minister Meng, I am here on orders to convey the Emperor’s decree."
Though puzzled, Meng Chang still knelt to listen to the imperial edict.
The Commander of the Imperial Guard stared at Meng Chang, his tone cold and stern: "Minister Meng, regarding the accusation in your memorial that Marquis Wan murdered without cause, the Emperor has dispatched an investigation."
"The outcome indicates that it was your wife’s family member who initially insulted the Princess without reason, prompting Marquis Wan to act in defense."
"Therefore, the Emperor orders your wife’s family to write a letter of apology and send it to the palace within three days."
Minister Meng was thunderstruck!
His brother-in-law was killed, and it turned out to be their family’s fault?!
But... offending the Princess?!
Meng Chang’s lips trembled as he forced himself to stay calm: "Commander, could there be some misunderstanding in this matter?"
"Though my brother-in-law has a hot temper, he’s not so reckless as to offend the Princess."
The commander offered no further explanation.
He simply replied coldly: "I am only tasked with conveying the Emperor’s decree, and if the Minister wishes to investigate, he may find the facts."
Before leaving, the commander lowered his voice and said: "The Emperor only cherishes Princess Cui Cuo, his precious daughter."
"If not for Lord Meng’s diligence, the Meng family might have been implicated by your wife’s relative."
"Minister, some people can be offended, but some, just a glance of disrespect, could mean a death sentence."
With that, the commander placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, ignoring the pale and unpleasant expression on the face of the Minister of War, and left with his men.
When it wasn’t snowing, only the crisp cold wind blew.
Rendering the sky an incredible azure.
A luxurious carriage drove out from the imperial palace.
Inside, Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu looked at his petite and adorable sister.
She wore a small veil.
Looking at her attire, Bai Yaoyu, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, smiled brightly: "Zhi’er, why are you wearing that?"
Bai Zhi’er was holding a piece of pastry, lifting her veil to eat.
She answered softly: "Father told me to wear it."
"Father said those common folks are unworthy of seeing Zhi’er’s face. Afraid they’d think I’m cute and take advantage!"
Bai Yaoyu fell silent for a moment.
The once stern and intimidating Uncle, after having a daughter, has become such a person.
Bai Yaoyu thought about it and found the reasoning quite sensible.
Some people at Mingyang Academy have quite malicious dispositions.
He reached out, securing the ribbon of his sister’s veil.
Bai Zhi’er munched on her pastry, her tone filled with innocence: "Third Brother, when we reach the academy, can you not say I’m a princess?"
Bai Yaoyu chuckled lightly: "Why, sister, what little scheme are you plotting this time?"
Bai Zhi’er blinked her long lashes, her large eyes lively and charming.
"I’ve heard the atmosphere at Mingyang Academy isn’t great, so I want to see what they do when unaware of my status!"