"The eldest young master mentioned that there is another child when he asked questions just now. Could it be that the eldest young master thinks that the young lady gave birth to twins?"
Nanny He frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.
"It's been exactly seven days. It's time to send a message over there..."
After half an incense stick.
Qinghe put on a black cloak and went to the backyard wall of the Meng Mansion.
At three quarters past three in the morning, a man dressed as a dung carrier stopped his cart in front of a courtyard wall in the back alley of Meng's mansion, and drove away quickly after a while.
"Mammy, I'm awake."
Hearing the sound, Nanny He entered the room.
Meng Yunqian stretched and said, "I need to pee."
Nanny He hurried over, carried him into the bathroom, and then helped him wash and change his clothes.
"Mammy, I want to wear that koji-colored robe today."
"Okay, Mammy, I'll put it on the young master right away."
Meng Yunqian put on his robe and looked around. "Mammy, ask the embroiderer to make me two more robes of this color, embroidering chrysanthemums and bamboo leaves on them respectively."
Nanny He was a little surprised, as the young master had never made such a request before.
He always picked out the nice-looking clothes that the embroiderer sent him.
"Young Master, why did you want to embroider chrysanthemums and bamboo leaves on your robe?"
Meng Yunqian said: "My eldest brother, second brother, and fourth brother have robes of this color embroidered with chrysanthemums or bamboo leaves. I want the same on my clothes too."
Nanny He pursed her lips and said, "Okay, young master, you will be able to wear new clothes in a few days."
"Let the embroiderer embroider more beautifully."
"good!"
"Qian'er, are you done cleaning up?"
Meng Zilu brought breakfast with his servants.
"I've packed it." Meng Yunqian sat down at the table and had breakfast with Meng Zilu.
Nanny He, Qinghe and others were serving nearby.
"Dad, should we have lunch at Lu Mansion today before coming back?"
Meng Zilu glanced at him and said, "Why? Do you want to have afternoon tea before coming back?"
"Can you really come back after having afternoon tea?" Meng Yunqian looked at Meng Zilu with bright eyes.
Meng Zilu smiled and said, "You didn't want to be friends with the Su brothers before. How long has it been since then? You want to be with them every day?"
Meng Yunqian, "That was in the past. They really treated me well, unlike Luo Minghao and those younger brothers. Now I am very happy to study with the Su brothers."
"Even good friends should maintain a proper distance and not be together every day. We'll be back after lunch. We'll have a good time again in a few days like we did yesterday. And when you're studying, study hard."
Meng Yunqian nodded repeatedly, "I understand. Will Fourth Brother still wear a mask today?"
Meng Zilu said: "You saw it yesterday. He was very scared without the mask. He only felt at ease when he put on the mask."
"Fourth brother is so timid, maybe he's even afraid of thunder."
“It’s possible!”
Nanny He listened to the conversation between the father and son and was absolutely certain that Meng Zilu's sudden questioning of what happened last night was related to the Su family's child.
Especially this kid wearing a mask.
Seeing that the father and son had finished their meal, Nanny He hurriedly said, "Young Master, can you let Nanny and Qinghe accompany the young master to the Lu Mansion today?"
Meng Zilu waved his hand and said, "You and Qinghe should keep an eye on the yard as usual and prepare afternoon tea in advance."
Meng Zilu said as he led Meng Yunqian out of the room.
When he arrived at the second gate, he met Meng Zihe and rushed to Lu Mansion.
At the same time, Cui Zhehan looked at the note in front of him and frowned.
That child was also thrown into a mass grave outside the city.
It wouldn't be such a coincidence that he was picked up and raised by the Su family, right?
But this is unlikely!
Even if the child was picked up by the Su family, it would be impossible for him to be as lucky as Lu Hanyu and survive.
"I want to see the child from the Su family tonight!"
"Yes! Patriarch."
Regardless of whether it is that child or not, the masked child of the Su family cannot be kept.
Less than half a cup of tea after Meng Zihe taught the children at Lanxin Waterside, Meng Zilu was invited by Su Yun to the Fanghua Garden study.
"Master Su, Madam Su, what do you want to tell me?"
Xiao Lingyu said, "Last night at the Meng residence, I saw Yunqian's little cousin had a pair of thick, ear-shaped ears like my brother Wen'er."
Meng Zilu looked at the couple and asked, "Could it be that Wen Ge'er was also picked up and raised by you like Han Yu?"
Su Xingyi nodded. "Yes, I picked him up and raised him. We are also trying to help the child find his biological parents. We want to ask if your Song family has lost a child before, or if you know the child's parents?"
Meng Zilu was very surprised. He didn't say that last time at the hot spring villa!
"The Song family has never lost a child. To be honest, I noticed Wen'er's ears a long time ago, so I went to ask my father-in-law if the Song family had ever lost a child. Yesterday, my father-in-law also saw Wen'er's true appearance. Aside from his ears, he looks nothing like Chunjiao. The youngest child in the Song family is Chunjiao... Where did you find Wen'er?"
Su Xingyi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "In the mass grave outside the city, he was still wrapped in a small quilt."
Meng Zilu's heart suddenly ached. "I didn't expect that Brother Wen had suffered so much since he was a child."
Xiao Lingyu had been paying attention to Meng Zilu's facial expression and did not miss the emotions in his eyes.
If he knew that Wen Ge'er was poisoned at that time, he would probably be heartbroken.
"Zi Lu, do you know Wen Ge'er's parents?"
Meng Zilu looked at Xiao Lingyu's all-seeing eyes, and his hands unconsciously clasped together. He felt a little scared, as if he was being interrogated by Madam Su.
"You...how do you think I know Wen Ge'er's parents?"
Xiao Lingyu said, "You seem very close to Wen'er these days. Yesterday, when you saw Wen'er's face beneath the mask, your eyes were filled with confusion and a hint of sadness and pain. Mr. Song, Madam Song, and your mother didn't have the same expression when they saw Wen'er's true face. I guess... not only do you know Wen'er's parents, but you also have some inexplicable relationship with them..."
Meng Zilu's breathing tightened. No wonder Wen Ge'er was so smart and good at studying. With such a smart adoptive mother, it would be hard for him not to be smart.
"I... I don't know who Wen'er's parents are. But he looks very similar..."
"Who does it look like?"
“Like Yunqian’s mother.”
Xiao Lingyu glanced at Su Xingyi, who was also shocked.
"You're not seeing things? After all, I did makeup for Brother Wen."
Meng Zilu calmed down and said, "I once drew eyebrows for the child's mother. I made them a little thicker. I was planning to wipe them off and redraw them, but the child's mother said I could use a new look based on the thickened eyebrows... I still remember that look very clearly. It's about the same as the look I saw on Wen Ge'er yesterday..."
Xiao Lingyu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "Then today I'll let you see Wen Ge'er's face without makeup, and you can confirm it carefully."
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