The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant

Chapter 1101: Sparring

As Guan Shuyan sat at the tea table brewing tea, the conversation between Song Zhiyuan and Duke Dingguo had shifted from leisure to state affairs, yet the two seemed to reach a consensus, and did not shy away from Guan Shuyan, directly discussing some national policies.The topic wasn’t confidential, yet unlikely to be heard by average students or minor officials, but Guan Shuyan could hear everything clearly.

Though Song Zhiyuan was discussing state policies with Duke Dingguo, the corner of his eye was watching Guan Shuyan, observing her kneeling before the table, calm in demeanor, brewing tea like flowing clouds, very elegant, as if she hadn’t heard their conversation at all.

Such composure at a young age made Song Zhiyuan nod subtly in approval, his eyes smiling brighter.

Duke Dingguo was also an old fox, noticing the satisfaction and appreciation in Song Zhiyuan’s eyes, he couldn’t help but glance at his youngest daughter, proudly puffing out his chest, feeling honored.

A daughter maturing in my family, a daughter like a precious treasure.

Guan Shuyan served tea to the two.

Song Zhiyuan took the cup, sniffed it, then sipped, saying, "Smooth and fragrant, Miss Guan brews an excellent tea".

Guan Shuyan smiled demurely, surprised by the compliment, saying, "It’s just a minor skill, I dare not accept the Prime Minister’s praise".

"Good is good, Duke is fortunate," Song Zhiyuan said, implying something.

Duke Dingguo said, "Yunzhi, stop praising her, or she’ll become too proud to recognize herself. Liu, go with your mother to prepare a meal, your father wants to properly entertain the Prime Minister."

"Yes." Guan Shuyan curtsied and boldly asked Song Zhiyuan, "Is there any food the Prime Minister avoids?"

Such attentiveness made Song Zhiyuan smile with his eyes, shaking his head, "None, your mansion may please as it wishes."

Having received the reply, Guan Shuyan curtsied again, and gracefully withdrew.

Song Zhiyuan turned his gaze back to Duke Dingguo, saying, "The little girl is well-raised, you and Madam have put much effort in."

Duke Dingguo couldn’t hide his pride, yet pretended humility, saying, "In front of guests, she won’t be rude, but at home, she doesn’t grow up, spoiled by me, her mother, and her siblings."

"A natural beloved child, deservedly pampered. I wonder which family will be blessed with this fine child."

Here it comes, probing to see if his family’s precious daughter is up for grabs.

Duke Dingguo replied, "No matter which family she ends up with, her unruly temperament needs a couple more years, a bit of discipline won’t hurt, or they’ll blame Duke Mansion for poor upbringing."

"Duke is too demanding, I find her already excellent, at such an age, she’s remarkably composed, even more so than my second daughter who married into Duke Ying’s family."

Song Zhiyuan chuckled, "It’s a pity, my wife and I are too old; no chance for another daughter. Otherwise, having a girl like your little sixth daughter would be a blessing for the Song Family."

From Miss Guan to little girl to little sixth daughter, this probing was quite evident.

Duke Dingguo feigned ignorance, saying, "Your wife may be old, but you’re still in your prime. If you wish for a daughter, why not take a beautiful concubine?"

"Oh, there’s no need, I’ve undergone sterilization."

"Oh, what?"

Duke Dingguo spat out his tea, what did he hear? Sterilization, what?

You cunning Song Yunzhi, are you teasing me?

Song Zhiyuan calmly handed over a handkerchief, laughing, "Startled you, Lord? It’s nothing surprising, just took some infertility medicine."

Duke Dingguo was astonished, mouth agape, he wasn’t being teased?