Chapter 84: Pretend to be dead

After breakfast, Liang Weimin took them to visit the charity hall in the city.

More than half a year had passed since the flood. There were not many victims in the charity hall, and they were all dressed neatly. As soon as they saw Liang Weimin, they knelt down and kowtowed to express their gratitude.

"You should be thanking His Majesty and the court. Liang is merely helping the court with his salary."

Liang Weimin did not take credit for himself and was even kind and friendly to the victims.

Shen Qingyuan watched him act out without exposing him.

There were thirteen charity halls in the city. It was not until dusk that they arrived at the last charity hall in the west of the city.

This charity hall was converted from a City God Temple. There were many disaster victims in the hall. As soon as you walked to the door, you could smell a disgusting stench.

Liang Weimin frowned and was about to persuade Shen Qingyuan not to go in when a person suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

"Someone come, there's an assassin!"

Liang Weimin screamed in fright and fled quickly. Shen Qingyuan also took two steps back, protecting Chunxi behind him. Qingshu stepped forward with a knife and kicked the man away.

The man was kicked to the ground and curled up on the ground for a while before he shouted, "Chen Lang, I am Wan Niang, don't you recognize me?"

Shen Lang?

Does the lord still have romantic debts?

Chunxi couldn't help but stick her head out from behind Shen Qingyuan to get a better look. The next moment, she heard Qingshu's trembling and shocked voice: "Young Madam, why is it you?"

Young Madam?

It's not even completely dark yet, and he's already resurrected?

Just as I was thinking about it, my wrist was pinched.

Liang Weimin was still there, so Shen Qingyuan couldn't say much. He could only use his eyes to tell Chunxi not to think too much.

Chunxi patted his chest and gave Shen Qingyuan an understanding look. Then he pointed at the disheveled girl on the ground and said, "I think Qingshu's kick just now was pretty fierce. Do you want to call a doctor for the young lady first?"

As soon as Qingshu said "Young Madam", Liang Weimin came back to his senses from the fear of being assassinated. Without Shen Qingyuan saying anything, he immediately had Mo Yunwan sent to the best clinic in the city on a stretcher for treatment.

Chunxi immediately went to the clinic with Qingshu.

"I'm sorry, Lord Shen. This is all my negligence. I will definitely ask the best doctor to treat Madam Shen and take care of her. But why would Madam Shen end up in a place like a charity hall?"

Liang Weimin's face was apologetic, but his eyes were full of vigilance and inquiry. Shen Qingyuan retracted his gaze from chasing Chunxi and said calmly, "My wife disappeared unexpectedly a few years ago. After searching everywhere, we found nothing. We thought she had been murdered long ago. I don't know when she came to Xuzhou."

She disappeared a few years ago, so isn't it very likely that this Mrs. Shen knows the entire situation of the disaster relief?

Liang Weimin's heart tightened. Although he didn't show it on his face, several ways to kill and silence the witness had already flashed through his mind.

Shen Qingyuan took in all the subtle expressions on Liang Weimin's face. Mo Yunwan had been missing for many years but appeared at this time. If it wasn't Liang Weimin's deliberate arrangement, who was the person behind it?

——

In the clinic, Mo Yunwan washed off the dirt on her body, changed into clean clothes, and revealed a pitiful face.

She had delicate features, was extremely thin, and her face, pale from pain, gave her the charm of a sick beauty, making people feel pity for her.

Qingshu's kick just now was indeed very fierce. One of Mo Yunwan's ribs was broken. Chunxi and Qingshu were allowed to enter the house only after the doctor fixed her ribs with wood chips and bandages.

As soon as she saw Qingshu, Mo Yunwan burst into tears: "I'm not dreaming, it really is Shen Lang who came to save me. I thought I would never see Shen Lang again in this life."

Mo Yunwan couldn't stop crying. Qingshu was already feeling guilty for kicking her just now, so he couldn't help but comfort her: "Young Master...don't cry. The adults will take you back to Beijing to reunite with your family."

Qingshu subconsciously wanted to call her Young Madam, but when he thought of Chunxi being there, he had to swallow the last two words.

Chunxi, however, didn't care. She rushed forward, handed Mo Yunwan a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and asked eagerly, "Young Madam, how did you end up in Xuzhou? Are there bad guys holding you hostage, so you can't send a message to the Marquis' Mansion to pick you up?"

Hearing Chunxi's question, Qingshu remembered that Mo Yunwan was in good health and had no mental problems. She should have found a way to send a letter to the Marquis' Mansion for help over the years.

Qingshu also looked at Mo Yunwan curiously. Mo Yunwan's hand trembled as she wiped her tears. Instead of answering, she asked, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before in the Marquis' Mansion?"

"My name is Cao Er, and I'm your Excellency's newly promoted follower."

New follower?

Mo Yunwan blinked, and suddenly collapsed: "Yes, I've been away for so many years, and the mansion is probably no longer the same. Chen Lang has a new follower, and there must be a new person sleeping beside him. What's the point of me living?"

Mo Yunwan was about to bang her head against the wall when she finished speaking. Chunxi quickly grabbed her. Qingshu was even more anxious and shouted, "My Lord hasn't remarried. You are still the Young Lady of the Marquisate!"

Hearing this, Mo Yunwan's eyes lit up: "Really? Has Shen Lang really not remarried in all these years?"

Fake.

Not only did he remarry, but his new wife is sitting right in front of you.

Chunxi didn't want Mo Yunwan to be provoked into suicide again, so she nodded to confirm that Shen Qingyuan hadn't remarried. She then asked, "So when did the young lady end up in Xuzhou?"

Mo Yunwan still didn't want to answer, and only whispered: "I'm a little tired. When Shen Lang comes, I will tell him everything."

The implication is that she doesn't want to answer any questions asked by others.

Chunxi didn't waste any words and went outside with Qingshu to wait.

It was not until nightfall that Shen Qingyuan and Liang Weimin stepped into the clinic together.

"Is Madam Shen okay?"

Liang Weimin spoke first, and was more concerned about Mo Yunwan's health than Shen Qingyuan.

Chunxi briefly described Mo Yunwan's condition, and Liang Weimin immediately said, "Mrs. Shen is blessed by fate. It's great that she's not seriously injured. However, Mrs. Shen must have been very frightened. Lord Shen, please go in and comfort her."

Liang Weimin said this as he stepped aside to make way, not intending to go into the house to disturb the couple reminiscing about the past.

Shen Qingyuan stood still, still looking at Chunxi: "Did she say when she came to Xuzhou?"

"No, the young lady said she would wait until the adults arrived before telling everything."

Shen Qingyuan frowned and wanted to say something else, but Mo Yunwan rushed out of the house upon hearing the voice.

"Chen Lang, you're here!"

After drinking the medicine and resting for a while, Mo Yunwan regained some strength and her voice became lighter.

She ran towards Shen Qingyuan's arms.

But Shen Qingyuan avoided it with extremely quick reaction.

Mo Yunwan didn't have time to stop and fell to the ground. Perhaps she hit her newly fixed ribs and let out a shrill scream.

hiss~

Chunxi took a breath of cold air.

It hurts just to hear it.