Since Pei Feiyan didn't leave the courtyard, the butterfly must be there. Therefore, she observed very carefully as soon as she entered. She didn't have a chance to tell Aunt Guan about this and could only investigate on her own.

An old woman followed closely behind, her eyes wide open like saucers, further confirming the suspicion that something was amiss.

Lan Ya Mei didn't go into the room; she just wandered around in the yard.

The Third Madam's courtyard was surrounded by artificial hills and babbling brooks. It was spotless and tidy, with exotic flowers and rare plants scattered among the artificial hills, creating a unique and beautiful scene.

If you didn't see the other person, you would think the owner of the yard was a person of refined taste.

If someone is locked in the yard, where can they hide? After looking around, there was simply no way.

In that case, the room is the most suspicious part.

Lan Yamei walked towards the room, but the old woman reached out to stop her, "Young lady, I don't know if you have any real skills! But isn't this kind of investigation a bit disrespectful? Our Third Madam is currently the Master's favorite. Just do enough to get by, don't be ungrateful."

"Really? I did this with your master's special permission! Didn't Miss Ling'er tell you?" Lan Yamei's voice was somewhat cold.

A wicked master breeds a wicked servant.

"I don't care who hired you, you can't run away if you lose something." The old woman was quick-witted, and it seemed she often bullied the other maids and servants.

"Ling'er, let's go!" She didn't want to look anyway. Now, the old woman's attitude already indicated that Pei Feiyan's room was haunted. Her goal had been achieved, and there was no need to get entangled with her.

The old woman spat at their departing backs, then turned back and viciously cursed at the others in the yard, "Get back to work! What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Back in the banquet hall, Murong Feng asked expectantly, "Manager Lan, can you see anything amiss?"

Lan Yamei sat down, drank a cup of wine, and then said, "Everything in the lord's mansion is normal, but there is one thing that needs to be improved."

"Where?" Murong Feng asked.

Actually, everyone is very curious. These wealthy and powerful families have always been very particular about feng shui. They would even consult a feng shui master before moving a bed in their home.

For example, the Murong family has received guidance from countless Yin-Yang masters.

Lan Yamei pretended to be embarrassed and said that Murong Feng patted his chest and said that it was fine to say it.

"Then please thoroughly clean up the First Madam's residence, especially that dilapidated lotus pond."

Not only Murong Feng, but everyone in the Murong household, including the maids and servants, was shocked.

Forget about a thorough cleaning, they don't even let people into that yard normally. This Manager Lan is a country bumpkin, always stirring up trouble.

Murong Feng didn't speak, but his expression changed.

The second wife, who always understood her husband, quickly said, "Manager Wang, you may not know this, but ever since my sister passed away more than ten years ago, everything in her courtyard has been kept as it was as possible. Is it really necessary to clean it?"

“Yes, especially those lotus flowers. They were my elder sister’s favorite things when she was alive. How are we supposed to clean them?” Pei Feiyan was also somewhat reluctant.

Aunt Guan, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up, “The abandoned courtyard looks dilapidated! It may not affect anything in the short term, but it might not in the long run. The First Madam must have been very clean when she was alive, so a thorough cleaning is a good thing.”

Murong Feng drank a cup of wine, his expression softening somewhat, but he still didn't speak. His marriage to Dugu Zijun back then was purely a political alliance; even after living together for five or six years, they hadn't developed any feelings for each other.

The couple had one son, Murong Bai.

Even though their beloved daughter is gone, the Grand Secretary's support for the Murong family has never ceased over the years. It is precisely because of this political marriage that the Murong family has achieved its current status in the court.

Therefore, Murong Feng respected Dugu Zijun from the bottom of his heart and preserved the places she lived and the things she used in her lifetime exactly as they were.

Some people say that he is in a difficult position because her yard is affecting the family's fortune.

Lan Yamei could also see the other party's predicament, but after looking around, she still had to offer some suggestions, "It's understandable that Lord Murong is inconvenienced, perhaps it's just that the spirit of the First Madam in heaven is dissatisfied. Of course, this is not the only way to resolve this."

"Manager Lan, please be careful with your words. When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; there are no ghosts or monsters. They've already been reincarnated. Besides, my elder sister must also hope that the Murong family will get better and better, not for anything else, but also for her son!" Pei Feiyan said.

That's the truth, but where is Murong Bai?

Lan Yamei smiled to herself, finally getting to the point.

So he asked unhurriedly, "Then may I ask, where is his son now?"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire dinner table fell silent. Murong Feng, in particular, looked extremely displeased.

Since the eldest son was attacked by unidentified people at the villa, his fate remains unknown. The entire Murong clan is deeply worried and has sent people to investigate both openly and secretly.

If it weren't for that good-for-nothing son insisting on marrying a prostitute, how could the father and son have ended up like this?

Thinking of this, Murong Feng's face turned ashen, and he downed another cup of wine.

“Master, Lan’er is much better now. I think we should clean up her courtyard properly, and I will carefully restore it to its original state,” the Second Madam suggested.

"Alright!" Murong Feng made the difficult decision.

“Master, Lanlan’s health has just improved, how can Second Sister be distracted? I think it’s more appropriate to give this task to me. Besides, our two courtyards are connected, and I can keep an eye on the maids and servants at all times to ensure that the cleaning is thorough.” For some reason, Pei Feiyan also came to snatch this arduous task.

“Feiyan is right. Let Feiyan handle the cleaning! You take good care of Lanlan first.” Murong Feng changed his mind.

After the meal, the Murong family sent two sedan chairs to take the two back to the clinic. Since they were carrying several boxes of things and it was indeed inconvenient, they did not refuse and got into the sedan chairs to return to the clinic.

As soon as she returned to the clinic, Manager Mei washed her hands and went to attend to the patients.

Lan Yamei carried Zhenbao back to her room on the third floor, wanting to find someone to talk to. She looked around but couldn't find Qiu Zeyu. Only Zhao Zhicheng was sleeping on the third floor.

"Hey, wake up." Lan Yamei shook him awake.

We haven't figured out how to settle Zhao Zhicheng yet, and we're afraid he'll be recognized. He's been staying on the third floor since yesterday, and people are bringing him food and water.

Feeling utterly bored, I decided to catch up on some sleep. The violent shaking nearly scared me out of my wits, and I sat bolt upright in shock.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Look!" Lan Ya Mei opened the box of treasures and said proudly, "How about it? They're all top-quality goods, aren't they?"

"Nice stuff! Where did it come from? It wasn't a gift from the Murong family, was it?" Qiu Zeyu asked, yawning, after only glancing at the box.

"Aren't you envious? In our time, this box of stuff would have been enough for several generations to live comfortably."

“But we can’t go back,” Zhao Zhicheng said quietly.

"This is boring, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to find my master. You watch the treasure for me." With that, Lan Yamei pouted and left.