Dad said that he’s not the biological son of Mr. and Mrs. Xiao’s Family head, but aside from Mom, no one else can know about this. That is to say, the only people who know are him and his Father and Mother, the three of them. Dad also told him about the plan to swallow the Xiao Family, and as a son, he naturally needs to cooperate well. “Oh, good Little Ye’er!” Xiao Chonghuan walked over, reaching out to pat Little Ye’er’s small shoulder. Ye’er was a bit unaccustomed, but still had a smile on his face. Xiao Chonghuan said, “I see that the weather is nice today, why don’t we go out as a family and have some tea.” He was calculating, needing the world to know that he and the Xiao couple, Xiao Yuchuan, had reconciled. Then he would secretly kill Su Qingyue and annex the Tianji Pavilion. Since Su Qingyue is the wife of the Xiao Family, there would naturally be no gossip about the Xiao Family annexing the Tianji Pavilion. “Great, great!” Ye’er clapped his hands happily, “Ye’er wants to go out to play.” “If Ye’er wants to go, then let’s go together.” Su Qingyue nodded. The Xiao Yuchuan family and the Xiao Chonghuan couple went out for the first time together, not in a sedan chair, not in a carriage, but on foot, followed by a large entourage of guards from both sides. A large group of people naturally attracted attention as they walked towards the bustling main street. Xiao Chonghuan carried little Xuanye while Shen Yun occasionally took out a handkerchief to wipe Little Ye’er’s sweat. The child sweetly called Grandpa and Grandma, and the two elders appeared exceptionally ‘kind.’ Su Qingyue and Xiao Yuchuan seemed gentle as they followed behind, but in reality, they constantly watched the movements of the Xiao Chonghuan couple, never giving them any chance to harm Ye’er. “Eh? Aren’t those the Xiao couple and the Master of the Tianji Pavilion, Master of Poison King Valley?” a passerby remarked in amazement, “Weren’t they at odds? Why do they look so harmonious?” “The Xiao couple only has one son, Xiao Yuchuan. Even if they opposed Su Qingyue as a daughter-in-law, since she is the Master of the Tianji Pavilion, who would dare oppose? Moreover…” someone in the know said, “See that child? The son and daughter-in-law of the Master of the Xiao Family have even had a child. It was only a matter of time for their family to reconcile.” “That’s right, I’ve heard that lately, the Master of the Xiao Family has sent numerous visit notes to the Su Mansion, showing his sincere intention to reconcile with his son’s family… I’ve heard that Su Qingyue initially refused to see him. Presumably seeing that her father-in-law was willing to swallow his pride, she couldn’t maintain her aloofness. And now… their whole family is happily out on the street together…” The public actively discussed, achieving exactly the effect Su Qingyue and the others desired. The news of the Master of the Xiao Family and Xiao Yuchuan’s family reconciling quickly spread throughout the capital city. Not long ago, they were at each other’s throats, but now they had reconciled, leaving many people sighing in disbelief. In the following days, the Xiao couple frequently visited the Su Mansion, but Su Qingyue never allowed Ye’er to be alone with the couple. In the Pear Blossom Villa courtyard, Chang Haotian sat at the stone table drinking wine, spending these days often drowning his sorrows in alcohol. Facing an impending marriage with the Gongsun Family’s sixth Miss Gongsun Qianshuang, he felt no enthusiasm at all. The court puppet Emperor wanted him to quickly align with the Gongsun Family, and marriage was the best way to achieve that. He wondered if, knowing of his impending marriage, Qingyue might feel a little sad? Considering the recent news of her reconciliation with the Xiao couple, she likely wouldn’t be sad, right? His gaze swept the yard again, recalling Liu Yuqing. The woman who was pregnant with his child, whom he had personally killed. His heart ached with a stuffy pain. It didn’t matter whether he regretted it or not. After all, she was just a woman who warmed his bed.