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The Seventh Prince had arrived in a hurry and was dressed in thin clothes. He stood straight in the middle of the manor of the Duke of Chang Ting.

A strong gust of wind blew over, causing a chill to strike at people. Even the Seventh Prince couldn't help but shiver.

For some reason, the marquis felt slightly uneasy as he knelt in front of the seventh prince. This was all well and proper. Why did the Emperor send the Seventh Prince to personally deliver food to him? It was even sent over a dish like the pigeon egg.

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. He raised his head and glanced at the Seventh Prince. After hesitating for a moment, he could not help but bow to the Seventh Prince, then heavily kowtowed to him and asked in a low voice, "According to the rules of etiquette, only ministers or royal family with a cultivation level of more than a first rank could bestow pigeon eggs. This humble subject is only a marquis and is ranked second rank. How can I be worthy of the egg of a pigeon bestowed by the Emperor? "

"Master Hou is overthinking it." The seventh prince smiled at the marquis, but his heart couldn't help but tremble.

The Duke of Zhang Ting had always been a bold and cautious person, but now that he had made such a big mistake, he definitely wouldn't let it go so easily.

The Seventh Prince saw the suspicion in the Marquis's eyes and hesitated for a moment. Then, he continued to speak, "It has been hard on the Duke of Chang Ting to deal with matters concerning the size of the imperial court this year. The Emperor helped the Marquis with his hard work, so he gave this egg to the Marquis to tell him that the Emperor is always worried about the Marquis."

"But this …" The duke of Zhang Ting was a bit hesitant and didn't know what to do.

If it was really the Emperor's reward, then it would be a great favor; if it was not the Emperor's reward, then it would be a crime of hegemony. The Duke of Changting raised his head and sized up the Seventh Prince, unsure of what the Emperor was thinking at the moment.

The servants around him instead seemed incomparably excited, as if they had received a great reward. He kept urging the marquis on the side, "Master Hou, this is a reward from the emperor. Please accept it quickly."

Even though the Duke of Zhang Ting was bold and meticulous, he was a person who loved face a lot. The servants of the mansion all stood to the side to watch. The Duke of Changting didn't have much to say anymore. He could only bow to the seventh prince and respectfully receive the gift from the emperor.

Seeing that the Duke of the Pavilion no longer had any doubts, the seventh prince naturally let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

"To think that I have to trouble the Seventh Prince to personally come here. This humble one is truly terrified." After receiving the dishes, the pavilion master trembled as he stood up and greeted the seventh prince.

"Your Lordship is too courteous. Your Lordship is a servant of the humerus, so it's only a small matter. This prince should naturally do it." Seeing this, the Seventh Prince also said politely to the Duke of Changting. He didn't forget to pat his shoulder.

The servants of Hou Mansion all busily prepared the items they needed for the new year and then left in a sparse amount.

The Seventh Prince stood in the courtyard and nodded to the Duke of Chang Ting. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "The marquis has always given clear rewards and punishments and is highly valued by the emperor. Although the marquis has different opinions from me and my politics, this prince still appreciates the marquis' character.

His words were clear, and the Duke of Chang Ting couldn't say anything else. He could only gently nod his head.

Time flew by and in the blink of an eye, it was already midnight.

The seventh prince raised his head to look at the stars in the sky before speaking to Master Hou, "Master Hou, since the dishes have already been delivered, it's time for me to leave as well. Please take care of yourself, Master Hou."

"The Duke of Changting has never been close with the Seventh Prince, so when he heard the Seventh Prince's words, he quickly nodded." Since the Seventh Prince has other matters to attend to, this humble subject will not keep the Seventh Prince any longer.

Red lanterns hung high in front of the house of the Duke of Changting. The seventh prince bade farewell to the duke of Changting, and the carriage moved further and further away. He gradually disappeared around the corner.

The Imperial Guards who had arrived with the Seventh Prince on the carriage were still worried. After hesitating for a long time, he finally came over and asked the Seventh Prince, "Seventh Prince, is this really okay?"

Seventh Prince didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth revealed a meaningful smile.

Pigeon eggs are a dish that can only be rewarded to a pigeon if they are of first rank or higher than the rank of Minister of Imperial Court or Royal Family. The duke of Zhang Ting was an old man in the imperial court, so he knew about this. Since the Duke of Changting had already accepted the egg, it didn't matter whether the emperor knew about this matter or not. It had to be related to the Duke of Changting.

"The marquis thought that this prince wanted to rope him in, but in reality, it was just to make him feel more at ease." The Seventh Prince opened his mouth and muttered to himself.

The snow outside was getting heavier, and the carriages were getting harder to drive. The carriage's guards all became nervous, afraid that something might happen. Only the seventh prince sat in the carriage as steady as Mt. Tai and watched the raging winds outside through the curtain of the carriage.

The fact that the dishes had gone missing was strange. There were too many people who had handled it. Even if they were to check them one by one, there wouldn't be any results.

Although the matters within the court were complicated, there were only a few people behind the scenes. Whoever was interested in this matter would be the one to come up with the scheme. The Seventh Prince planned to discuss this matter with the Thirteenth Princess after today.

Around midnight, Yuwen Di was tired, he sat on the Dragon Throne and dozed off.

"Father, are you tired?" Duan Yunfei who was sitting at the side lightly shook Yuwen Di, and whispered into his ear.

Yuwen Di was sober, he smiled at Duan Yunfei and waved his hand while forcing himself.

Just as Duan Yunfei was about to continue speaking, someone suddenly came in from outside the hall and reported: Seventh Prince has arrived!

"The Seventh Prince must have come to report to royal father after delivering the dishes." Duan Yunfei muttered to herself, then waved her hand towards the palace maid, anxiously saying: "Quickly come in!"

Not long after, the Seventh Prince walked in from outside, carrying a dust covered fur. He walked to the center of the hall and bowed to the Emperor, respectfully saying, "Imperial Father, all of the manor's dishes have been delivered. Please do not worry, Imperial Father."

Seeing the Seventh Prince's resolute expression, Duan Yunfei knew that the matter regarding the The Mansion of the Marquis of Changting had already been resolved.

Yuwen Di became a little more clear-headed and nodded at the Seventh Prince, gesturing for him to come over. You've been busy the whole night, so you must be tired. Go and rest early, and the reward I gave you will not fall.

The Emperor felt that the Seventh Prince had done a good job on this mission, and that he was no longer the same as he was in the past.

"Thank you, royal father." Seventh Prince kneeled down and bowed towards Yuwen Di with a smile on his face that could not be concealed.