"What a sin!"
When the servants doing odd jobs around heard about this, many of them secretly felt lucky to have found a job in the Marquis' Mansion so that they could avoid the hardships of life.
After a busy period, Mother Han watched the vegetable vendor leave from the corner gate, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous carriage parked at the entrance of the alley.
She suddenly became alert and walked over quickly.
"Where is this carriage from? This is the back alley of the Marquis' Mansion. You are not allowed to stay here. Leave quickly!" Mother Han said sternly.
The coachman was a sturdy, dark-skinned young man. He remained silent and just turned to look inside the carriage.
Suddenly, a bundle was thrown out from behind the curtain and landed in front of Mother Han.
"Give this to your old lady." A deep voice came from inside the car.
Mother Han looked at the bundle on the ground in confusion, and her vigilance became even stronger.
"Who are you? How dare you send anything to our old lady?" She snorted and said dissatisfiedly.
"Just deliver it! Don't delay your third young master's mission!" The person in the car spoke again, his tone revealing an unquestionable sense of oppression.
When Mother Han heard that this involved the Third Young Master, the impatience on her face immediately subsided a little.
She hesitated for a moment, but finally bent down to pick up the bundle and weighed it in her hand. Although the bundle was light, it was wrapped very tightly, making people curious about what was inside.
"Which family are you from?" Mother Han looked up and asked into the carriage.
However, the coachman had already started the carriage and was ready to leave.
A gust of wind blew in from the alley, lifting a corner of the car curtain. Mother Han took the opportunity to sneak a peek at the people in the car.
At that moment, she seemed to see a familiar face.
Mother Han frowned and thought for a moment, then her expression suddenly changed. She turned and ran towards the corner door, muttering, "Ghost...Ghost!"
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