I died tragically in my previous life, and I want to be an empress in my next life

Within three days, the first batch of grain purchased by Pei Zhiyan was sent quietly to the border by an elite team disguised as a caravan.

The team was made up of experienced soldiers dressed in merchants' attire and carrying carriages full of food. It looked like an ordinary caravan, led by a manager of the Yongfeng Trading Company.

Xuanyuan Che sat in the study, listening to the report from the man in black, frowning slightly, and asked with a hint of doubt in his tone, "Did the people from Yongfeng Commercial Bank take the food to the northwest?"

The man in black nodded affirmatively and replied, "Yes, sir. According to our spies' reports, the Yongfeng Trading Company's team is indeed heading northwest, and their route is very covert, and they seem to be intentionally avoiding the eyes and ears of the official road."

Northwest direction? Pei Zhiyan's hoarding of grain was indeed not to make a fortune in the capital, but for other purposes. But why did she do this?

The northwest is a poor place. How much money can a caravan make by carrying food there? Xuanyuan Che played with the teacup in his hand. The tea in the cup shimmered under the light.

In addition, his subordinates have not found out whether this was Pei Zhiyan's idea or Xuanyuan Ping's idea. Now it seems that he has to do it himself.

After the morning court session that day, Xuanyuan Che quickly caught up with Xuanyuan Ping in front of him and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Third, why are you in such a hurry? Are you going back home to be with your beloved?"

Xuanyuan Ping stopped and looked at him with a hint of surprise on his face. What was this Old Six up to?

Xuanyuan Che naturally stepped forward and put his arm around Xuanyuan Ping's shoulders, saying mysteriously, "Third brother, do you know that the price of grain in the capital is going to go up recently? Many people are stockpiling grain. Do you have any grain stored in your house?"

Xuanyuan Ping looked at Xuanyuan Che suspiciously. This old man was so idle that he even gossiped about such domestic affairs. No matter how much the grain price rose, as a royal family, could they still starve? He couldn't tell what was important and what was not. But it was true. He just wanted to be an idle prince.

"Your sister-in-law will take care of all the trivial matters in my house. Besides, no matter how much the grain price rises, it won't affect you and me to have no food to eat, right?" Xuanyuan Ping said calmly.

Xuanyuan Che observed Xuanyuan Ping's expression calmly and understood about 80% of what he meant. Obviously, he didn't know about hoarding food. It seemed that this was what Pei Zhiyan meant.

These two people are really interesting, but why did Pei Zhiyan hide this from him? It seems that his guess was right. These two people are not really of the same mind. At least Pei Zhiyan is not as devoted to Xuanyuan Ping as the rumors say.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Che actually felt a little happy.

"I was drinking tea in a teahouse a few days ago and accidentally heard some people talking about it. I thought of asking my third brother. After all, among us brothers, only my third brother has established himself as a king and founded his own palace." Xuanyuan Che said with a chuckle.

"Hehe, Sixth Prince, you are not young anymore. Do you have someone you love? Let father arrange a marriage for you?" Xuanyuan Ping also joked at this time.

"Brother, please don't laugh at me." Xuanyuan Che said with a playful smile, "I am not as lucky as you, brother, to have the two beauties of the Pei family as companions."

The two beauties of the Pei family? Hearing this, Xuanyuan Ping felt dazed, and the cold face of Pei Zhiyan appeared in front of him. Everyone knew that Pei Zhiyan loved him as much as her life, but he always felt something was wrong these days.

Oh, forget it. I still don’t want to think about her. Xuan’er is still the best. She is well-behaved and kind. Now she is pregnant with the royal heir for me. I can’t let her down in this life.

The two walked to the palace gate together, and Xuanyuan Che invited, "Third brother, do you have time to have a drink with me?"

"No, let's do it another day. I still have some official business to deal with today." Xuanyuan Ping said.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave now." Xuanyuan Che bowed and turned away gracefully.

Xuanyuan Ping looked at Xuanyuan Che's receding back, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. They were both princes, but the Sixth Prince Xuanyuan Che was able to be so free and easy, while he had to face endless power struggles and pressures, treading on thin ice.

This reminded him of his childhood dream, hoping to be as free and unrestrained as other princes.

Perhaps, this dream can only be realized by reaching the pinnacle of power.

That afternoon, Pei Zhiyan was sitting at her desk, buried in a pile of tedious accounts, when Yin Liu suddenly ran in hurriedly from outside, her face full of anxiety.

"Miss, it's bad, Madam Yue'e has given birth prematurely!" Yinliu said breathlessly, with a hint of panic in her voice.

Pei Zhiyan hadn't put down the account book in her hand yet. When she heard the news, her brows slightly frowned, and a gleam of disbelief flashed in her eyes, "Is this true?"

Yin Liu nodded, "The Pei Mansion is in chaos right now."

"Hurry, prepare the carriage, I want to go back to Pei Mansion immediately!" Pei Zhiyan ordered.

Yin Liu didn't dare to delay and immediately turned around to arrange the carriage. Pei Zhiyan quickly put on her coat and walked out.

Ever since I gave Cui Yue'e some advice last time, she has been very careful and her physical development has been very good. How could she suddenly give birth prematurely?

When we arrived at the Pei Mansion, we saw maids and old women shuttling back and forth in the corridors. Basins of blood were being carried out from Cui Yue'e's delivery room. The entire Pei Mansion was shrouded in a tense and heavy atmosphere.

Old Madam Pei and Prime Minister Pei paced anxiously outside the door, their faces full of worry and anxiety.

Aunt Yun stood aside with her head down, trying not to attract attention.

Seeing Pei Zhiyan coming, Old Madam Pei seemed to have seen a savior. She immediately grabbed her hand and asked anxiously, "Yan'er, what should we do? The midwife has been in for almost two hours."

Pei Zhiyan comforted her, "Don't worry, grandma. Madam Yue'e and my brother are blessed by heaven. They will be safe and sound."

As Pei Zhiyan spoke, her eyes inadvertently fell on Aunt Yun. Although she tried her best to hide her joy, Pei Zhiyan still caught a glimpse of it. A faint smile flashed across Aunt Yun's mouth, so fast that people almost thought it was an illusion.

Pei Zhiyan knew in her heart that if Cui Yue'e gave birth to a child successfully, the person who would be most affected would be Aunt Yun.

Aunt Yun seemed to be aware of Pei Zhiyan's gaze. She dodged for a moment, then made the excuse of preparing tea and turned around and hurriedly left the scene.

Pei Zhiyan looked at her departing back, feeling a little confused and wary.