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Chapter 5141: A Rollover

Her daughter's expressionless face could hide any emotion. But after spending a long time with her, you learned that beneath that blank look lay a myriad of feelings. Joy, sadness, irritation, and anger—sometimes, even the slightest shift would be enough for those close to her, like Prince Lian and Wei Ziqin, to pick up on a subtle clue.

Young Master Qiao sat primly, holding a jar of plums, popping one into her mouth every now and then.

"It's been days since we've seen Kongkong," Wei Ziqin suggested. "Today, we're going to Huainan Marquis Manor. On the way back, why don't we stop and pick him up?"

"Alright," Qiao Mu replied. "That little imp is a bit annoying, but without him chattering around, it feels…oddly unfamiliar."

Speaking of Kongkong, Wei Ziqin couldn't help but sigh a little. "I really didn't expect that little monk Kongkong to be related to Xiaomo by blood. So, what's his actual name?"

The little "facial paralysis" was momentarily stunned. Kongkong's formal name? She truly didn't know.

She heard her mother speculating and, with a curious expression, said, "Mo Kongkong?"

Qiao Mu's lips twitched, and she suddenly had a whimsical thought. "Why don't I give the little monk a name?" As his godmother, wouldn't it be perfectly natural for her to name her godson?

"No, no, no!" Wei Ziqin waved her hands frantically, feeling like she couldn't let her daughter "trick" her little grandson like that. "I think 'Mokong' is good! It's simple and catchy," Wei Ziqin quickly interjected. "It's easy to write too!"

The little monk is quite literate and brilliant. Is his mother worrying too much about him not being able to write the name if it's changed?

Qiao Mu pursed her lips and nodded reluctantly. "Fine."

Wei Ziqin chatted with her daughter the whole way, and soon the carriage arrived at the path in front of Huainan Marquis Manor. The manor was located in a somewhat more remote area to the west of the city.

In front of the gates was a gravel path, only wide enough for a single carriage, and the road was quite bumpy. The entire journey along it took about fifteen minutes. Most of the people who received invitations to Huainan Marquis Manor were prominent ladies and gentlewomen from Longyan City—daughters of officials, and young ladies and wives from major families.

Wei Ziqin's carriage arrived relatively late. When they turned onto the gravel road, the path ahead was already blocked, and faint sounds of an argument drifted on the wind.

Qiao Mu lifted a corner of the curtain, peered out, and immediately dropped it again. Outside, it was rainy and foggy, and the sight of the damp raindrops instantly made the little princess lose interest in looking any further.

Wei Ziqin knew her daughter's disposition well and couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. She then leaned forward to lift the curtain herself, looking through the rain and fog for a moment. "There seem to be two carriages ahead that have collided."

Soon, the coachman, who had gone to inquire, hurried back to the window, his cloak soaked. "Madam, Crown Princess, a carriage ahead has overturned and is now blocking the road."

Wei Ziqin couldn't help but frown. This stone path was the only way to Huainan Marquis Manor, and a blockage here would be problematic.

"Oh my goodness! What shall we do?" a lady's exclamation came from a carriage behind them.

The coachman reported to Wei Ziqin, "From the looks of it, the road behind us is also blocked by a steady stream of carriages. There's no way to turn around."

"Madam, please wait in the carriage for a moment; the old servant will go ahead and inquire further."

"Thank you for your trouble."