Chapter 52

You mean...?

The burly leader of Longhu Mountain and the thin middle-aged man locked eyes, and in an instant, they each saw a glimmer of hope for survival in each other's eyes.

If Princess Suian from the capital were to disappear without a trace in Anyang, what would become of the old scoundrel Wen?

Will the commander of Tongqing Road be dismissed and investigated? Will Ruan Mingyuan, the transport commissioner of the same road, be implicated? Thinking further ahead, will Ruan Mingyuan's father-in-law, Cai, also be dragged down with him?

A look of delight spread across his bearded face as he slammed his teacup down on the table. "This Princess of Sui'an is a big fish; we absolutely must not mistreat her!"

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"Fourth Miss, the master is not in the study; he is probably in the First Madam's courtyard."

Two guards stood watch in the courtyard, never leaving the study. This afternoon, dark clouds suddenly gathered, and a heavy rain fell.

Amidst the rapid splashing sounds all around, Wen Shu stood in the rain, holding an umbrella in one hand and looking at the food box in Han Xiang's hand with a troubled expression. She inadvertently gave Han Xiang a wink.

Hanxiang and the two guards were all servants of the Wen family. Sometimes, when the master is well-mannered and speaks kindly, the servants will not show so much respect to each other.

Hanxiang stepped forward carrying a food box, her tone unfriendly, "Can't you see that our young lady is here to deliver soup to the master? This is so far from the madam's courtyard. If she walks all the way, the soup will get cold, and our young lady will catch a cold!"

Hanxiang pointed at the two guards and yelled, "Are you capable of taking responsibility? Or are you? Huh?"

The two guards hung their heads, looking troubled, and struggled to say, "But Master ordered that no one can enter this study without his permission. Let alone Fourth Madam, even if the First Madam came, we would have to inform Master first..."

Just as Hanxiang was about to speak again, Wenshu turned her head and shook her head slightly.

My father is very strict about his study. If I were to force my way in, he would definitely find out and might even become suspicious.

This also proves that there must be a secret she is looking for in this study.

"Alright, this is Father's wish. There's no point in making things difficult for the two young men."

Wen Shu politely handed the food box to one of the guards, asking him to pass it on to Wen Tao. After giving the instructions, she left with Han Xiang.

After nightfall, the Wen residence was quiet and unremarkable, except for a few occasional solitary lamps that were lit occasionally.

When Wen Shu returned to the side courtyard house, she saw an unopened savory cake on the table as soon as she pushed open the door. Just as she reached out to take it in confusion, she suddenly heard a woman's voice behind her.

"Shu'er".

Wen Shu quickly turned her back and saw that Zhou Yun and Wen Ji had come over at some point. The mother and son placed their umbrellas outside the porch, wiped the dampness off their clothes, and came in one after the other.

"It's so late and it's still raining, where have you been?" Zhou Yun noticed the raindrops on her hair and lovingly reached out to wipe them away.

Before Wen Shu could speak, her head was lowered, Wen Ji suddenly exclaimed, "Sister! Did you go to buy Shengji Salted Cake?"

Wen Shu had just returned, and she had no idea who had put the salted cakes in the room. Just as she was about to deny it, the maid Cai Die came in and said with a smile, "Young master, these were not bought by your wife. They were brought by Young Master Song just now."

Young Master Song?

Song Yuanzhuo? Is that Pei Lingjun?