Lei Hu's face changed: "But Marquis, Duke Ping made great contributions in founding the country and enjoys the Emperor's trust. Killing him outright might not be a good idea..."
Feng Fuce said nothing and simply bowed his head to start reviewing the documents.
Chu Ping, however, said: "Then kill him secretly. If he dares to provoke the Marquis, we'll get rid of him without a trace!"
To accompany his words, Chu Ping made a throat-slitting gesture.
At this moment, Qingmei's voice came from the door.
"Is the Marquis here? The Princess ordered me to deliver some pastries."
Chu Ping immediately hid his fierce expression.
He ran out eagerly: "Xiao Mei~ did you come to visit me, and conveniently brought some pastries for the Marquis?"
Words of scorn for his shamelessness came from the direction of the door.
Feng Fuce put down his pen: "Lei Hu, bring Qingmei in."
A moment later, Qingmei entered, placing the container of pastries on the table.
