Wen Zhu is the unloved illegitimate daughter of the Minister of Rites. From a young age, she was sent to a manor, and her birth mother was also out of favor.
In her previous life, she was sen...
After hearing this, Wen Zhu looked at the man in front of him in surprise and asked, "Does he mean to suspect that my mother might have been a servant who escaped from the aristocratic mansion in the capital?"
"This is just a speculation at the moment. Another possibility is that your mother did meet an old friend, but was killed by someone else for unknown reasons."
As he spoke, Fu Yu gently pressed his forehead, showing that he was very confused about this matter.
Wen Zhu fell into deep thought, muttering to himself, "If, as I suspected, my mother was indeed a fugitive from that world... then would her later experiences be similar to Qingti's? However, compared to the lucky Qingti, perhaps she wasn't well accommodated and protected, and could only hide her identity by impersonating someone else. Perhaps she knew some secrets that shouldn't be known to others, and thus encountered misfortune..."
As her imagination became more and more wild, the girl's eyes gradually became confused.
"It is indeed possible."
Fu Yu nodded seriously, with a look of certainty in his eyes.
After hearing this, Wen Zhu lowered his head and silently stroked the peach blossom pendant hanging on his chest.
This small ornament seemed to be the only thought her mother left her.
Her fingers slid gently over the pendant, her thoughts running wild.
What exactly did the mother go through?
How could such a weak person have the courage to escape from the turbulent capital and walk step by step to this small town of Wencheng?
Thinking of this, Wen Zhu's eyes reddened slightly. So many long years have passed, why did his mother never mention a word about all this?
Wen Zhu's eyes became increasingly blurred, and tears unknowingly slid down her cheeks.
At this moment, a warm and soft hand grasped the handkerchief in her hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Don't be sad, we will definitely get to the bottom of this matter. Your cousin is really investigating this matter very hard. As long as he is with us, I believe we will find the answer."
Wen Zhu nodded vigorously, then tilted his body slightly and leaned on Fu Yu's strong shoulder.
The feeling of being relied upon and understood gave her an unprecedented sense of security and warmth.
As time passed and the hot summer approached, Wen Zhu changed into lighter and cooler summer clothes.
But even so, her increasingly prominent belly still makes it clear that there is some difference at a glance.
However, although Wen Zhu felt a little uneasy about the physical changes, she was still unwilling to sit idly by because she was worried about her mother.
Therefore, every time a banquet was held in the mansion, no matter how busy it was or how hot the weather was, Wen Zhu would always take the initiative to offer to help.
Even if she just stood quietly by and did auxiliary work, it would at least give her the opportunity to secretly observe those who were interested in what was hanging on her chest.
It’s a pity that there has been no substantial progress so far.
It was not until June that the Duke's Mansion decided to hold a lotus viewing party.
There is a complex network of social relationships among the prestigious families in the capital. In order to enhance the opportunities for connection and mutual understanding between each other, they will hold various gatherings regularly or irregularly.
The flower viewing party organized by the Duke's Mansion appears to be a relaxing and enjoyable cultural exchange activity on the surface, but in fact it is a blind date meeting carefully arranged for the second young lady Fu Shuyan, who has reached the marriageable age.
In the past few months, she has hardly left the house, and her personality has become more gentle and quiet. Now, Fu Shuyan not only behaves more appropriately, but also appears more calm and dignified.
As a loving mother, the Duke's wife was filled with satisfaction and pride when she saw her daughter finally grow up to be such a lady from a noble family. Therefore, she also hoped to take this opportunity to find a suitable partner for her daughter.
All the guests attending the party that day came to the huge artificial lake in the center of the manor. The lake water was crystal clear and surrounded by lush green lotus flowers.
There are dozens of exquisitely decorated boats of various sizes scattered throughout the lake, floating quietly on the water, forming a unique landscape.
Although most people were scattered on different boats or resting areas on the shore, they could still clearly see each other and even hear each other's conversations.
It is through this special way that everyone can observe each other carefully and obtain the information they want.
Fu Shuyan was also moving among the crowd, and her appearance attracted the attention of people around her from time to time.
Wen Zhu withdrew his gaze and slowly took a few bouquets of lotus flowers from Su Yue and Su Qin.
Her movements were gentle and careful, and every petal and every stem was treated with meticulous attention.
Then she carefully tied them together with a delicate ribbon, as if performing some sacred work.
The Duke's wife and several familiar noble ladies were discussing the next game.
They planned to do an activity called "Pass the Flower and Beat the Drum", during which everyone would take turns reciting a poem to complete a poetry relay game.
Wen Zhu was responsible for picking lotus flowers for this event and carefully arranging them into decorations.
When all preparations were completed, Wen Zhu led several servants back to the side of the Duke's wife.
Although their pace was not fast, it seemed quite decent and cautious.
When the Duchess's wife held the flowers in her hands, she immediately showed great enthusiasm and started chatting with the people sitting around her.
At this time, Wen Zhu quietly stepped aside and stood aside quietly without disturbing others.
On the other hand, Concubine Xiao did not participate in this event because she was not good at poetry.
She waved to Wen Zhu with a smile, motioning him to come closer.
"Come here."
She said kindly.
Seeing this, Wen Zhu quickly stepped forward, bowed politely and said, "Greetings, Concubine Xiao."
"Time really flies. In about two or three months, you will be welcoming your baby."
Concubine Xiao said with emotion.
After hearing this, Wen Zhu nodded obediently and responded with a "yes".
Then, Concubine Xiao continued with a joyful look on her face, "Once the future little prince is born, everyone in the palace will surely be very happy."
Doctor Qin in the mansion had previously diagnosed that it was very likely that a boy would be born this time, and most people in the mansion knew this.
Hearing this, Wen Zhu's eyes trembled slightly. "But according to the doctor, the gender cannot be determined 100% based on the pulse alone. But whether it is a son or a daughter, it will bring joy to the family."
She answered softly.
"Oh, you are such a sensible girl. In fact, it would be better to have a son at this time!"