The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 90 Was it my fault?
Seeing his interesting reaction, Lin Mowan's heart suddenly turned colder. Although she didn't have any unrealistic expectations of him, the person in front of her still made her feel sad.

He was her biological father, but he used the money from her sale to help others secure their official positions. Although he didn't know the inside story, Lin Mowan felt inexplicably heartbroken and bitter just thinking about it, and there was also a hint of ridiculousness...

How absurd.

While thinking, she suddenly couldn't help laughing. Jiang Wenqing was a little suspicious, but she immediately stopped laughing, took a deep breath to adjust her mood, and explained nonchalantly: "Don't be nervous, I was just joking."

Jiang Wenqing was stunned. Looking at her nonchalant look, he seemed unsure whether she had guessed it or not. But to be honest, since he had mentioned it to this point, it was really hard for Lin Mowan not to guess it.

Besides, at this critical juncture, many people are busy distancing themselves from the matter, so naturally they would not mention it if they could. But he came to ask eagerly.

But Lin Mowan's words were obviously meant to give him a way out, and Jiang Wenqing had no reason not to. He came here this time just to find out how Pei Jingjian's case was going and whether it would implicate him.

It is said that this case involves a wide range of people. In order not to create unnecessary panic, Gongshu Yanyu has ordered a secret investigation into the matter. Therefore, it is difficult for the outside world to know the news of this incident. The same goes for officials in the court. Only when they are summoned for questioning can they know whether they are implicated.

However, Jiang Wenqing's reaction seemed to have explained everything. To put it bluntly, he and Pei Jingjian were the same kind of people. They had climbed to this position by stepping on others, so how could they be willing to let others pull them down?

He sighed, and seemed to be about to give in. As if he was talking to himself, he began to mutter, "Wanwan, it's really not that Daddy doesn't want to acknowledge you. You've been in the mansion for so long, and you should know what Daddy's situation is. I'm the same. I have the will but not the strength."

As he spoke, the powerlessness in his eyes seemed to penetrate her, but Lin Mowan just looked at him indifferently. Finally, she lowered her eyes and said softly: "You are right, you have too many difficulties, but are those caused by me?"

She asked him back, and then looked up at him. Jiang Wenqing's heart sank, and his mood suddenly became complicated. For a long while, he hesitated several times before repeating, "I can't do it, I really can't do it..."

As he spoke, he turned his eyes away with a look of hesitation, sadness and confusion on his face. Lin Mowan even vaguely saw a trace of regret. Did he regret his original choice for a moment?

But this question seemed to be meaningless to Lin Mowan. Seeing that he was silent, she was not in a hurry, but just leisurely played with the little Sanhua in her arms.

No one knew what happened today, but Jiang Wenqing was particularly easy to talk to and didn't lose his temper with her. Instead, he sat in the yard for a long time, almost as long as a cup of tea, chatting about everything from time to time. Lin Mowan was of course very patient.

She believed that after this matter got out, the person who would feel uncomfortable would be Jiang Ruixue. Jiang Wenqing had never been so nice to Lin Mowan before.

While thinking, Lin Mowan curled her lips and just let him talk to himself without any expression, as if she was confessing but also as if she was self-anesthetized because she was afraid of being implicated in Pei Jingjian's affairs.

After a long time, when he finished what he wanted to say, he stood up and prepared to leave, but just as he reached the door, he seemed to think of something, stopped, and looked back at Lin Mowan, who was standing not far away and seeing him off with a smile on her face.

He just looked at her like that, not saying anything for a long time. Lin Mowan was suspicious: "Master Jiang, is there anything else you want to tell me?" Hearing this, Jiang Wenqing shook his head as if he was a little depressed. He quickly turned his eyes left and right, calmed himself down, and said, "There will be a palace banquet in three days. Let's go together."

After he said that, his face looked a little solemn, but he didn't explain anything. He turned around and left the yard.

Lin Mowan stood in front of the gate, looking at the slightly weathered figure leaving, and couldn't help but murmur in her heart. It was really a strange thing to take her to attend the palace banquet.

For such an important occasion, all the daughters of the Jiang family must go. Jiang Ruixue, as the daughter of Gongshu Tingyue and now the only normal child still alive, is bound to be the center of attention.

She and Jiang Yanran were destined to be Jiang Ruixue's foils, but what Lin Mowan couldn't understand was that Jiang Wenqing chose to bring her to such an important occasion even though he knew that Lin Mowan came to this house for a purpose. Did he calculate that she would not or dare not do anything out of line?

Although she felt strange, Jiang Wenqing did not explain much about the palace banquet. He just said that the clothes would be delivered in due time, so Lin Mowan did not ask him anything.

Finally, I learned from Yuzhi that the Zhuxia Banquet was held once a year as usual. The content of the banquet was very simple. It was just hunting in the hunting ground. The one who caught the most prey won the championship. The first place winner could get the emperor's promise, a gold medal for immunity from death, and ten treasures of his choice from various foreign tributes.

The Zhuxia Banquet is also one of the few banquets that does not limit the number of family members that can attend. Many daughters of nobles will take this opportunity to show off their talents and attract the attention of noble sons of various ethnic groups, so as to find their ideal husbands.

After listening to Yuzhi's explanation, Lin Mowan hadn't noticed anything wrong so far, but she could imagine that it was definitely not a good thing, otherwise, it wouldn't be her turn...

Soon it was the night before entering the palace. Lin Mowan was about to go to bed when Nanny Cen brought people to deliver the clothes that Jiang Wenqing had mentioned she would wear to the Zhuxia Banquet.

Touching the not-so-good material, Lin Mowan's eyes showed no emotion. Perhaps she was used to the high-quality fabrics that Shen Weiyuan sent her every time. In comparison, although the things sent by Nanny Cen were already excellent for ordinary people's families, she looked down on them. Even she herself felt that she seemed to have become more and more pampered by Shen Weiyuan without knowing when.

Seeing Lin Mowan hesitantly touching the clothes, Nanny Cen said with a smile: "Miss, this material was personally selected by our Madam, and the style of the clothes is also based on the most fashionable style. I guarantee that you will be the focus of everyone's attention at the banquet when you put it on. At that time, all the guests who will come are princes and nobles."

As she spoke, there was an indescribable light in her eyes. How could Lin Mowan not understand what she meant? She probably wanted to say that, given Lin Mowan's status, if she hooked up with anyone, even if she was a concubine, she would be able to live a life of luxury.

But Lin Mowan just smiled, pretending not to understand what she meant, and nodded harmlessly: "Thank you for coming here in person, Madam. I am very satisfied with the clothes."

Nanny Cen nodded with a smile, and Yuzhi gave her some change as a reward, and she turned around and left with a smile on her face.

Back in the house, Lin Mowan was still standing in front of the dress. It was a gray-blue dress, a color that required a lot of temperament. The style was not fashionable, but rather old-fashioned. It didn't look like something Lin Mowan would wear at her age. Even if she did, it probably wouldn't be able to support the dignity and dignity that had been worn away by the years.