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Chapter 1260: Chapter 1259 Approved_1 Chapter 1260: Chapter 1259 Approved_1 Yao Xian “…”

Watching Madame Wang speak of Qiao Xiaomai with such joy, she felt as if she had swallowed a fly, wondering why Qiao Xiaomai was everywhere she went.

An haunting fox spirit!

Suppressing her frustration, she began to inquire about the Rose Dew.

After Madame Wang had left, she ordered someone to call for Yang Hao.

Yang Hao had a good relationship with Qiao Xiaomai, and if he asked her for some Floral Dew, Qiao Xiaomai would definitely give it to him.

She did not want to have any contact with Qiao Xiaomai.

Nor did she want to ask anything of Qiao Xiaomai.

“Mother, why don’t you simply send a message to Miss Qiao?” Yang Hao asked, puzzled.

“I dislike her, and besides, with the previous accusations of her poisoning, just thinking of her disturbs my peace of mind,” Yao Xian spoke openly in front of her son, unreservedly expressing her thoughts.

Yang Hao, “…But if you consume the Floral Dew she makes, won’t that mean you’ll have to think of her every day?”

Adjustments, medicine acts as an aid, but being in a good mood is what’s most important.

If there’s always a grudge in the heart, then perhaps only the Immortal Elixir can help.

Hearing this, Yao Xian couldn’t help but glare at him, “Don’t concern yourself with this, just go and ask her for it.”

Yang Hao, “…Mother, your prejudice against her is too deep.”

“Don’t try to persuade me, the more you do, the deeper my prejudice becomes,” Yao Xian said, knowing what he was going to say next and promptly interrupting him.

Yang Hao “…”

He sighed deeply, “Alright, I will send someone to deliver a message to her immediately.”

So, Yang Hao went to find Yang Wenxiao. Since he had no direct contact with Qiao Xiaomai, instead of sending someone to Bailu Town, it was better to let Yang Wenxiao handle the matter and inform Qiao Xiaomai.

Of course, he used Feng Huihui as the reason, without revealing Yao Xian.

When he arrived, it so happened that Emperor Yongan was also there.

Thus, three generations sat down together for lunch, where they casually chatted about trivial matters such as watermelons. Yang Wenxiao enjoyed eating watermelons, feeling that those grown in the Royal Manor were very tasty.

But certainly not as delicious as those grown by Qiao Xiaomai, he wanted to ask if her watermelons were ripe yet, and if so, to send some to the Capital City.

As the three of them were chatting, a letter arrived.

It was from Qiao Xiaomai. In her letter, she mentioned that Zhuang Luhe had still not overcome the hurdle in her heart, and thus wanted to dedicate the rest of her life to helping the impoverished populace–had the Qiao Family been wealthy back then, its members would not have had to endure so much suffering.

She hoped that Yang Wenxiao could lead the establishment of an organization dedicated to donating money and goods to the poor. Zhuang Luhe wanted to take on a role within this organization and travel throughout Daqi to aid those in need.

She detailed various aspects of the organization in her letter, requesting Yang Wenxiao’s approval.

After reading the letter, Yang Wenxiao passed it to Emperor Yongan; after the Emperor finished, he handed it to Yang Hao.

“How does her idea sound?” Yang Wenxiao asked.

“Quite good, and it aligns with some of Grandpa Emperor’s thoughts. You once considered that if someone reached a certain age, the Court would provide some assistance. This organization is not limited to just that, it seems to have taken various aspects into consideration,” Yang Hao replied.

“If it really gets off the ground, it would be very beneficial for our Yang Family’s reputation.”

“I thought so too, let’s agree to it,” Emperor Yongan concurred with Yang Hao’s words, looking towards Yang Wenxiao.

Yang Wenxiao clicked his tongue, not taking the Emperor’s lead, and instead sighed, “This Zhuang Luhe… Qiao Xiaomai has considered every aspect for her, what is there left that she can’t overcome?”