In front of the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
The Hidden Guard mounted his horse, staring at the gilded plaque of the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, lost in thought for a long time.
In his mind, the two things the Marquis Dongxiang said kept echoing—
Get the money for the medicine from the Emperor.
No need to be polite to the Emperor.
He knew the Marquis Dongxiang wasn't polite to the Emperor.
And he wasn't just a little impolite either.
But how could the Eldest Young Master not be polite to the Emperor and ask him for money?
It's said like throwing dumplings at a dog, they never return, but with the Marquis Dongxiang, it's not just the dumplings that are gone, even the dumpling maker can't be saved.
Fortunately, this time the one being robbed wasn't the Eldest Young Master, but the Eldest Young Madam.
The Marquis Dongxiang unintentionally robbed his own daughter.
The Hidden Guard found it a bit funny.
