Though the backyards of any household with wives and concubines never cease to be lively, the royal family is fundamentally different.
If this woman behaves herself, the legal wife of the Qian Family's young master might be able to tolerate her in the future.
Most importantly, the Han Family is like a chicken rib to the Crown Prince.
Tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard.
Qian Yue gaining a beauty isn't a loss; it could also be seen as absorbing the Han Family. From now on, if anything happens involving the Han Family, it'll be Qian Yue managing it.
"Congratulations, my lord! Your student is quite excellent!" Song Yilang laughed, cupping his hands in salute.
"Hahaha, congratulations to you too. If my student is good, then it's a blessing for the common people!" Qin Zhenghai said with a smile.
Meanwhile, Hongxin was sitting alone with Qian Yue in the garden, drinking tea.
"Cousin, are you angry?" Hongxin asked with a smile.
