Jiang Yingcheng committed every uncle who had sacrificed so much to help her to memory, carefully tucking them into a corner of her heart labeled "precious memories." She secretly resolved to repay them all properly one day.
The ministers whose secrets the little one had laid bare looked up at the ceiling, hoping to force back the tears threatening to gush out.
Never had the early autumn wind felt as bone-piercing as it did today.
When they turned and saw their colleagues beside them doing much the same, their spirits strangely settled again.
-The thought of the little one exposing their private affairs still made their old faces flush, but... so many colleagues shared their fate!
Meaningful glances immediately shot toward several others-
Keep it secret?
Their grief-stricken colleagues opposite them nodded frantically. Deal!
Everyone quickly composed themselves and shook out their sleeves as though nothing had happened.
They weren't afraid in the slightest!
Harmony returned to the study. Only once everyone had calmed down did they notice Chancellor Tan's unusual behavior up front.
He stumbled over his report, and even his figure from behind seemed to tremble, utterly bereft of his usual imposing dignity.
Confusion flickered through their eyes before understanding swiftly dawned.
Oh-
Chancellor Tan hadn't escaped the little one's "clutches" either. While digging up the circumstances surrounding his use of the silver, she hadn't forgotten to add-
[Back then, Tan Yueze came to their door throwing tantrums and bawling, declaring that he would spread every embarrassing thing his eldest and second brothers had ever done. Grandpa Tan's principal wife had no choice but to give those people some hush money, but that man went back demanding more whenever he ran out...]
*[If Grandpa Tan hadn't happened to discover it because he needed the money, he would probably