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Fu Jingwen indeed had the intention of softening Lady Meng's heart, but facing Miao Xian's devouring stare, she swallowed nervously, not daring to continue speaking for fear of revealing herself.
Fu Jingwen didn't know that Miao Xian had already seen through her intentions.
"Weiqin, it's getting late. I won't keep you for dinner, you should head back first." Miao Xian issued the order to leave.
"Wait..."
Lady Meng hadn't finished asking, wanting to keep Fu Jingwen, but Miao Xian was more resolute than ever: "My lady, let's go back inside and let the doctor take a look at you."
Fu Jingwen followed Mo Weiqin onto the carriage, anxiously asking, "Husband, did Prime Minister Miao figure it out?"
Otherwise, why would his attitude change so drastically?
Mo Weiqin smiled to comfort her: "Even if the Prime Minister figured it out, it doesn't matter, as long as the Prime Minister's Wife listens to us."