The Grand Secretary has no heir? His concubine gives birth to triplets.

A cold smile crept across Pei Yan's face.

That's really strange.

Xue Lingyi has only been married into the family for a short time, yet she and Jiang Guo'er have such a tacit understanding?

They even conspired to keep him in the dark.

Pei Yan suddenly remembered that the truth about Su Yue's death was discovered by Xue Lingyi.

They are grateful and repay kindness.

But Jiang Guo'er's deliberate concealment is like a cat that has always been clinging to him secretly recognizing someone else as its master.

This made him extremely unhappy.

Xue Lingyi reluctantly accepted the praise, her voice gentle and warm.

"You flatter me, Your Excellency. I have always detested the filthy scheming in the inner quarters."

"The poisonous insects under the carpet on our wedding day were truly terrifying. This time, we've brought Cuiping out to serve as a warning to others and to make an example of her."

"What you say is absolutely right, madam."

Pei Yan clapped his hands lightly twice and leaned forward slightly.

The wide sleeves of his dark-colored casual robe, like the wings of a raven, gently brushed against the desk.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

He looked at Xue Lingyi's shoulders and neck, which tensed instantly because of his approach, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips.

"The lady is not only intelligent, but also considerate of the Prime Minister's residence in every way. I am very pleased."

He paused, his voice slow and low, like the night wind passing through a corridor.

"Tonight, let the lady serve you in bed."

He wanted to see what other skills Xue Lingyi had up her sleeve.

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

Xue Lingyi's elegant and proper smile froze on her lips, and a pale face quickly crept up from her neck to her cheeks.

She clenched the book in her hand tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Serving as a bedmate?!

She would feel nauseous and vomit if a man even touched the hem of her clothes; if they were to actually have sex, she would probably go crazy on the spot!

Xue Lingyi's breathing quickened, and her gaze darted nervously toward Jiang Guo'er.

help me!

Jiang Guo'er took a deep breath of the slightly cool air, moved her feet, and her dress rustled.

She stretched out a slender, fair finger and tremblingly probed into the layers of cloud patterns on Pei Yan's sleeve.

I gently tugged at it twice.

Pei Yan turned his head and looked down.

Jiang Guo'er bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed with a perfect blush, her watery eyes seeming to hold back her words.

"Prime Minister..."

Jiang Guo'er lowered her voice, her voice so soft and sweet it seemed like it could be squeezed for water, with a slightly cloying nasal tone.

"I have prepared a surprise for you tonight. You'll definitely regret it if you miss it."

Pei Yan looked at her with a leisurely air.

He is truly a master of singing, reciting, acting, and fighting.

Since the heartless little fox has offered himself up, why should he let him go so easily?

Pei Yan's eyes darkened suddenly, and he pretended to be unable to control himself after being teased, with a hint of apology appearing on his face at the right moment.

"Madam, look at this..."

Xue Lingyi felt as if she had been granted a pardon, waving her hands repeatedly, her voice even becoming lighter.

"Your Excellency, please go quickly and do not let Guo'er's good intentions go to waste."

Pei Yan nodded, but did not loosen his wide sleeves. He turned his hand and gripped Jiang Guo'er's hand tightly with his warm, dry palm.

With a little effort, he pulled her into his arms and turned to head towards the side room.

The door slammed shut behind me with a bang, the bolt coming off.

Before Jiang Guo'er could even stand up straight, the man's broad, hot chest pressed down on her, trapping her firmly between his arms and the carved door.

Pei Yan pinched her slender waist as punishment, and held the back of her neck with one hand.

Like pinching a kitten, with precise control.

"Well……"

Jiang Guo'er trembled with shock, her legs went weak, and she had no choice but to tilt her head back.

Pei Yan's hot breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, his voice hoarse.

"Tell me, whose idea was this elaborate scheme to punish Cuiping?"

He actually found out!

Jiang Guo'er's heart pounded wildly.

Despite their extreme caution, they still managed to slip up?

The Grand Secretary truly lives up to his title; his ability to see in all directions and hear from all sides is truly remarkable.

Jiang Guo'er's eyes flickered, and she gently bit the tip of her tongue, forcing herself to calm down.

After a moment of silence, his eyes quickly filled with tears.

A streak of crimson blood welled up from the corner of her eye, and she instinctively clung to his shoulders, sobbing softly.

"This servant... this servant was almost killed by Cuiping back then, I'm terrified..."

"Regarding the centipede... Cuiping is the prime suspect... I'm determined to make her reap what she sows, so she'll never do evil again..."

She recalled the tragic scene of her family's house being ransacked, and cried out, half-truthfully.

"But this servant is stupid and can't think of a way. I can only try to imitate the Prime Minister's methods of dealing with the Third Master... This servant really didn't mean to hide it from the Prime Minister..."

"As for the lady... she hates evil and is eager to share the Prime Minister's burdens, which is why she agreed to my request."

Pei Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were churning with hidden emotions.

His deep eyes were fixed on her slender neck.

Looking at that delicate skin and fragile veins, his throat slowly bobbed.

What would it taste like if I took a bite?

"So, that day outside the window, you weren't asleep, but... you were already awake?"

Pei Yan placed his thumb on Jiang Guo'er's slightly throbbing Renying pulse and pressed hard.

Jiang Guo'er shuddered in pain, and a few tears couldn't help but slide down, dripping onto his tiger's mouth.

"I...I didn't wake up on purpose...but...but at that time, it was just...too...embarrassing..."

"Therefore...therefore dared not make a sound."

Pei Yan felt the pulse throbbing beneath his thumb, and a strange sense of pleasure welled up inside him.

In the candlelight, the pupils appeared to be a vertical line.

Jiang Guo'er is indeed very afraid of him, so she shouldn't be lying.

The dark suspicions in his heart gradually dissipated, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

The hand on her waist tightened again, and the other large hand moved up to choke her neck.

She lowered her head again... and only sobs remained in her arms.

After the kiss, both of them were breathing heavily.

Pei Yan sat imposingly on the couch, his inner robes loose, but he made no attempt to straighten them.

He just squinted and stared at her intently for a long time before finally speaking.

"I'll let you off this time since it's your first offense. But if it happens again, family discipline will be in effect!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Guo'er knew that she had managed to get through this hurdle tonight.

Close your eyes slightly and take a deep breath.

Pei Yan arrogantly raised his chin.

"Where's the surprise you prepared for me?"

Jiang Guo'er lowered her eyelashes, suppressing all remaining panic. When she looked up again, all that remained in her eyes was a pool of spring water.

Like a cat, she nestled down beside Pei Yan's legs.

"Prime Minister...do you still remember...the spring album you asked me to choose last time?"

Pei Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"The last page..."

Jiang Guo'er's cheeks flushed red, and she shyly pressed her face against his knee.

"This is... the surprise I've prepared for you tonight."

Pei Yan recalled for a while, then, as if remembering something, a soft chuckle escaped his throat.

A playful smile curved at the corner of his lips.

He locked his dark eyes on her, the meaning in his gaze self-evident.

Jiang Guo'er tilted her head half an inch, and all the black hair at her temples fell down...