Mrs. Wen smiled and slowly put down the teacup in her hand.
"The Dali Temple Chief Justice also said that this case is of great importance and that every person who has come into contact with the giant golden pig must be thoroughly investigated. So, putting aside your husband, your mother and the young master of the Zhu family will also be subject to questioning. I am explaining this just to give you a heads-up. If someone from the Dali Temple comes tomorrow and wants to surround the yard and ask a few questions, please don't panic."
As soon as Wen finished speaking, Yan Feng was about to blurt out "No".
But then Madam Yan suddenly stood up.
"What? You still want to ask me a question?"
Mrs. Wen smiled and said, "Mother, just tell us the truth. The Dali Temple will make the decision."
Old Madam Yan still looked at Wen with fear.
Mrs. Wen stood up and helped Madam Yan sit down. She handed her another cup of tea and said softly, "Mother, you don't know how the golden pig was lost. There's no need to worry. It's just a few questions. It's not a big deal."
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he glanced at Aunt Zhu's worried face, he suddenly realized what was going on.
"Ms. Wen, you said that the Dali Temple is still investigating the young master of the Zhu family?"
Wen's eyes turned into two crescent moons when she smiled.
"Yes, mother."
The teacup in Old Madam Yan's hand fell to the ground, spilling liquid all over her.
"That kid was just a transferee. He only touched the golden pig for a while. Why do we need to investigate him?"
"Mother, there's no need to be so excited." Wen signaled the maid to come over and carefully wipe Madam Yan's clothes.
Then, with a smile on his face, he said, "Because the golden pig is a priceless treasure and of great importance, anyone who has come into contact with it must be strictly investigated."
For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was heavy.
Aunt Zhu looked at Yan Feng in horror. Yan Feng frowned and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.
"He's just a child, how could he be involved in this?"
"How can she be a child? She's already sixteen or seventeen, marrying age, how can she still be a child?" Mrs. Wen said seriously, "Since my husband said that the young master of the Zhu family took the golden pig for you, and the golden pig is indeed no longer with my mother, he is the key person involved. It is necessary for him to be questioned by the Dali Temple."
"But even so, the young master of the Zhu family..." Aunt Zhu also spoke.
He was interrupted by Wen in the middle of his words.
"Mrs. Zhu, I know that young master is from your mother's family, but now that the case has been filed, we can only follow the rules of the Dali Temple. Besides..." Mrs. Wen paused, her smile filling her face again. "My husband said that the golden pig was lost from him, which means it has nothing to do with the young master of the Zhu family. Why are you so nervous?"
"Yes... yes, yes..." Aunt Zhu's face was pale and she didn't dare to say anything more. She didn't care much about the golden pig. It was lost anyway. Even if it had been kept in the Zhu Mansion for some time, it had nothing to do with the Zhu family anymore.
What she cared about was Zhu Nianyan's identity. If the Dali Temple investigated...
When Aunt Zhu thought of this, Wen said casually, "This interrogation is just a formality, asking about matters related to the case."
Aunt Zhu's complexion looked a little better.
As long as you only ask about matters related to the case, that's fine.
As long as Zhu Nianyan's identity is not exposed, everything else will be easy.
She breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile at Wen.
"That's what my sister said."
Wen nodded to Aunt Zhu, and Yan Feng's sweat finally stopped.
He stood up, walked to Wen's side, held Wen's hand and kept stroking it.
"Madam is very tired."
Faced with Yan Feng's sudden concern, Wen suppressed the urge to resist and forced herself to smile at Yan Feng.
"I'm really tired."
"Then..." Yan Feng leaned forward and said, "I will take you back to the courtyard so you can have a good rest."
Mrs. Wen nodded slightly and took Yan Yunshu into her arms.
"Then go back."
After getting up, Wen Shi seemed to have thought of something and asked Aunt Zhu, "Is Shuyao okay?"
When Yan Shuyao was mentioned, Aunt Zhu burst into tears, "Thank you for your concern, my Yao'er is not doing well."
Wen's eyes turned cold, and she said nothing and left with Yan Yunshu.
Aunt Zhu was left alone, dumbfounded.
He just left like that. I thought that by showing such concern, I could even get some precious supplements for Yan Shuyao, but who knew.
Wen actually passed away like this! It wasn't like this before!
On the way back to the yard, Yan Yunshu smiled.
Her mother is really not an ordinary person!
But things are naturally not good for Yan Feng.
As the autumn wind blew leaves, he sighed and said to Mrs. Wen, "Madam, although Yao'er was at fault first, she is now bedridden. We should still care about her."
Wen's eyebrows slightly frowned, "Why don't you care? Didn't I care just now?"
"Forehead……"
Yan Feng was shocked and swallowed back all the long speeches he had prepared. Now he was only filled with strange anger, but he couldn't express it.
Yes, I did care, but I just asked one question and that was it. Is that what you call caring?
"lady……"
Yan Feng still wants to try harder.
Wen, however, took Yan Yunshu's arm and said, "I will just take care of my own child. Shuyao doesn't consider me her mother anyway. So, let her mother, Zhu, take care of her. I'll be happy and free."
Yan Feng shut up.
He followed behind Wen, staring at her with a pair of vicious eyes.
Why hasn't she died yet? It would be better if she died. If she died, her two children would die too, and then everything she had would belong to him.
Feeling the icy cold chill on my back.
Yan Yunshu suddenly realized.
Yan Feng’s murderous intention is probably coming early!
Although my mother is planning a divorce, it is a big deal and will take some time. But if Yan Feng starts to act during this period, then...
Yan Yunshu thought of her mother's death and unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.
Without knowing so much of the truth, my mother died on her birthday, the day my father gave her a gold hairpin.
Gold hairpin...
The gold hairpin is a secret code. Whoever wears the gold hairpin will die!
In this case! In this life, let those who deserve to die die!
Fires ignited in Yan Yunshu's eyes.
Fanghua Garden.
Yan Feng stayed for a moment and then left in a hurry.
Seeing his anxious and determined look, Yan Yunshu became more certain of her thoughts.
She looked at her mother who was wiping her cheek under the light.
Gentle like water, quiet and beautiful.
How could such a good mother leave at such a good age?
She frowned slightly, and her heart was still sad when she thought of her past life.
"Shu'er, is there anything on your mind?" Wen said softly, "If you have any, please tell your mother."
"Mother, Shu'er has something to do."
Wen smiled dotingly, "Listen, mother."
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