The Marquis's Residence was so rich. Didn't they have any servants to wait on her?
That sounded like an attempt to fleece him!
Though he had no choice but to bow his head, taking advantage of him wouldn't be so easy.
"Yueyue is right. How about this? I'll assign you two maids. They'll stay with you from now on, and you can order them around as you please."
Trying to plant spies? Not a chance.
Jiang Shuyue nodded. "That would work, but climbing mountains frightens me most. Two maids might not be able to carry me up. As for guards... their status is too low, and they're unrelated men. People would inevitably gossip."
"How about this? I remember you have a distant relative surnamed Mei, Father. I met him once back home. Why not have him look after me? What do you think, Father?"
Jiang An initially thought it inappropriate.
But all day today, Mei Yunqi had said he couldn't contact Huang Shan. The only thing he could confirm was that she wasn't dead.
That was good news, but it meant he couldn't get the poison into Huang Shan's hands.
If Mei Yunqi could do it himself, that would be more reliable, too.
"It's Little Mei's good fortune to travel with His Highness the Crown Prince. Then it's settled. Liuli will go along as well. You sisters should look after each other."
Jiang Shuyue stuffed a pastry into her mouth, tilted her head, and let her eyes go blank.
Well, well. Who do you think you're playing dumb with?
Zhou Shiye rose. "Lord Jiang, I hear your office still has a great deal of work to attend to. I won't keep you for dinner."
"Of course, of course. No need to see me out, Young Lord Zhou. Yueyue, Father is