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Jing'an Hou looked disappointed. When he said this, he couldn't help but look up at Shen Qinglan, his eyes full of grief as he continued:

"Father knows that you hate Zhao Chunlan, and I hate her too!"

"That bitch, for her own selfish reasons, poisoned your mother! She made me lose the love of my life! I hate her so much!"

"But Qinglan, no matter what, it was Zhao's doing alone. It has nothing to do with father! You can't hate father because of Zhao, right?"

Shen Qinglan looked at Marquis Jing'an, who was crying and full of remorse, but for a moment, she felt extremely strange.

She originally thought that she already knew Marquis Jing'an well enough.

I also know that Marquis Jing'an is a person who puts profit above all else, and no one can match his ambition.

But now, Shen Qinglan feels that she is still too one-sided towards Marquis Jing'an.

Shen Qinglan suppressed her discomfort and said calmly:

"Father, your words are too harsh. If Qinglan hated you, he would not have returned to the Marquis' Mansion."

Upon hearing this, Marquis Jing'an's face lit up and he said excitedly:

"Qing Lan, you really don't blame your father for not being able to judge people well?"

"That was the jealousy of the Zhao family. It has nothing to do with father. Last time, it was Qinglan who acted rashly. I came back today to apologize to father. Please forgive Qinglan's disrespectful behavior."

As Shen Qinglan spoke, he bowed to Marquis Jing'an with a serious expression.

Seeing this, Marquis Jing'an quickly helped Shen Qinglan up, and was so moved that he burst into tears. He quickly said:

"Okay, okay! As long as Qinglan doesn't blame father, it's fine. It's just that your mother..."

Shen Qinglan glanced at Marquis Jing'an and could guess what he was thinking without asking.

Marquis Jing'an has always known that she has never had a close relationship with the Marquis Jing'an Mansion, so he wanted to move her mother's grave back so that she could not be completely separated from the Marquis Jing'an Mansion.

But, since I have already brought my mother out of this dirty place, there is no way I can let her go back!

What's more, now she is almost certain that the culprit who killed her mother may not only be Zhao Chunlan!

Shen Qinglan's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, but he quickly hid it and said in a gentle voice:

"Mother has been reburied. Frequent reburial may disturb her peace. I think when there is a big wedding in the mansion in the future, I can move her grave back and share some of the good fortune."

"Hasn't the War King submitted a memorial requesting merit? Father's contribution this time should earn him a promotion to the Minister of War, right?"

Marquis Jing'an heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Shen Qinglan was telling the truth and didn't seem to be fooling him.

Fortunately, Zhao Shi did not cause any discord between him and Shen Qinglan. However, listening to Shen Qinglan's painting, Jing'an Hou couldn't help but ask with some joy:

"Do you also think that your father can be promoted to the Minister of War this time?"

Shen Qinglan saw the greed in Marquis Jing'an's eyes, sneered in his heart, and flew back meaningfully:

"Why not? My father has been dormant for many years, and he just needs a little chance. Now that he has the chance, he can naturally leap into the sky..."

After a pause, Shen Qinglan looked at Jing'an Hou with respect in his eyes and said seriously:

"Although Qinglan has married into Prince Zhan's mansion, she still needs her mother's family to rely on."

When Marquis Jing'an heard Shen Qinglan's words, he felt relieved.

Although Zhao Chunlan was in trouble, fortunately Shen Qinglan knew the seriousness of the matter and did not implicate him because of Zhao Chunlan.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have returned home today, let alone told him these things!

Jing'an Hou thought about this, nodded lovingly and said:

"Qinglan, rest assured. You are my eldest daughter and the only hope of the Marquisate. For your sake, I must fight for you and give Qinglan the confidence to succeed!"

"You finally came back today, why don't you stay for a meal? I'll ask the kitchen to make you some of your favorite dishes."

Shen Qinglan smiled and nodded without refusing. She just said obediently, "Okay."

It can be seen that Marquis Jing'an really cares about Shen Qinglan this time. After a short while, the table was filled with sumptuous dishes.

There were only the two of them at the table, father and daughter, and they seemed to have a deep affection for each other.

Jing'an Hou kept serving food to Shen Qinglan, and said lovingly, "Although Prince Zhan's Mansion is good, it is not our home after all. Qinglan has lost a lot of weight these days, so you have to eat more."

Shen Qinglan looked at the shrimps that Marquis Jing'an put into her bowl, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across her eyes.

Shu Yu, who was standing by, frowned and was about to say something, but Shen Qinglan had already picked up the shrimps slowly, ate them, and glanced at Shu Yu with a wink.

Shuyu had no choice but to shut up, with a flash of anxiety in her eyes.

Marquis Jing'an naturally did not notice this scene. He was still trying to figure out how to talk to Shen Qinglan about the current embarrassing situation.

Shen Qinglan saw that Marquis Jing'an looked absent-minded, so she asked with a smile, "Father, is there something on your mind?"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Jing'an raised his eyes to look at Shen Qinglan, smiled bitterly, and then said:

"This... Father doesn't want Qinglan to be embarrassed..."

"What did father say? How can we, father and daughter, be so unfaithful? If father is in trouble, just speak to Qinglan directly."

Shen Qinglan looked at Marquis Jing'an sincerely, and Marquis Jing'an felt relieved immediately. He then sighed and began to explain.

Although the Vice Minister of War has just retired and returned to his hometown, his position has been coveted by many parties.

Although Marquis Jing'an had made sufficient contributions, he had only been in the Ministry of War for a short time and was not particularly familiar with the people there.

Originally, Marquis Jing'an planned to use money to make friends with the officials in the Ministry of War so that they could help him.

But now, Zhao's father and son have been arrested, Zhao Chunlan is dead, and the entire Zhao family has been confiscated. Naturally, his mountain of gold is gone, and it is difficult for him to make any effort financially.

Having said this, Marquis Jing'an looked at Shen Qinglan cautiously, thought for a moment, and said in a slightly flattering tone:

"Qinglan, I really don't know what to do. Can you talk to the War King about this? With the War King's recommendation, I will have a better chance of winning..."

After Shen Qinglan heard this, he put down his chopsticks, picked up the peach blossom wine beside him, took a sip, raised his eyes and smiled at Jing'an Hou, saying:

"Father, I'm afraid we can't let the War King intervene in this matter."

After Shen Qinglan's words, Marquis Jing'an's face immediately turned cold.

He looked at Shen Qinglan with some dissatisfaction, suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and then asked:

"Why? Just because you're married, do you mean you won't be loyal to your family at all? Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day? Now I just need this final chance! Can't you help me?"

Shen Qinglan looked at the angry Marquis Jing'an with a calm expression. He just stood up, bowed to Marquis Jing'an, and said respectfully:

"Father, calm down. Qinglan didn't mean that. Qinglan just said that if father can rise to prominence, he will rely on Qinglan."

After hearing Shen Qinglan's words, Marquis Jing'an's expression eased a little, and he asked hesitantly: "So what do you mean?"