Chapter 87
The old nanny wiped away her tears and invited Wenquan and Pei Lingjun inside. The old lady stared blankly at Wenquan for a long time before finally smiling and calling out indistinctly, "My dear grandson...my dear grandson..."
The old nanny serving the matriarch wept with joy, "The matriarch recognizes people!"
When she pointed at Pei Lingjun again, the old lady just shook her head.
"Madam, look closely, this is your brother's grandson, your own grandnephew!"
The old man lay on his back on the couch, glanced at Pei Lingjun suspiciously, and shook his head. His eyes seemed to be filled with disbelief. He opened his mouth and mumbled something incoherently, but no one could hear him clearly.
First, Wen Shu broke off her engagement, then Aunt Zhou passed away, then Wen Ji fell off a cliff, the old lady developed hysteria, and the master of the Wen family fell into a coma.
These events all occurred at a crucial juncture in the lifespan of the silver coin, and they were strangely unusual.
Pei Lingjun frowned as he came out of the old lady's courtyard and strode towards Wen Shu's courtyard.
Cui Pei did not go to Tongqing Road with Pei Lingjun this time, but he still learned about the location of the Shangshou Silver.
Upon his return, they quickly discussed how to intercept the longevity silver. "Boss, the silver on Tongqing Road is ready. Should we rob it now or on the road?"
Pei Lingjun paused for a moment. He followed to Tongqing Road and met Ruan Mingyuan, the Transport Commissioner. That place was heavily guarded and could not be easily kidnapped.
"We'll talk about it on the way." Pei Lingjun tossed him a small wooden trinket.
Cui Pei hurriedly took it, and after seeing what it was, his mouth suddenly widened, "Boss... Boss, you even got this?!"
"Fake."
Pei Lingjun gave a faint smile and instructed, "Find someone to imitate the handwriting on that secret letter; it will be of great use later."
"yes."
...
First, her marriage fell through, then her mother passed away, and then her younger brother went missing. Wen Shu has lost a lot of weight in the past two days.
After climbing over the back wall and seeing his uncle and Wen Shu, Zhu Zijin could only comfort her, saying that everyone has their own destiny and that one should take life and death in stride.
Everyone knows this principle, but people's hearts are made of flesh and blood. When one thing after another happens to you, how can you not feel pain?
Wen Shu had cried all her tears out.
Zhu Zijin took Zhuang Yan away, while Pei Lingjun stayed behind and managed to feed her some porridge to fill her stomach.
He pulled her into his arms, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and said in a low voice, "The First Madam has sent servants to search at the bottom of the cliff. We'll have results soon."
The person in his arms gave a weak, listless hum.
"I'm setting off for Tongqing Road tomorrow. Would it be alright if I asked Cui Pei to stay and take care of you?"
Wen Shu shook her head, "What can a grown man like him do to take care of me? I have Han Xiang by my side, so you can rest assured."
The young man had been out and about for who knows how long; stubble had sprouted on his chin, brushing against her cheek and making her itch terribly.
He rubbed his face against hers, then chased after her lips, nibbling and kissing them, saying worriedly, "How can I be at ease with you looking like this?"
Wen Shu was afraid that he might act willfully and refuse to go to another place, so she wanted to stay with him every day.
On second thought, I realized I didn't have that much face.
Lost in thought, she suddenly felt a cool sensation on her neck. Pei Lingjun had slipped a small jade bead necklace onto her neck from behind, much to her surprise.
The young man pulled out another one from his pocket, and pulled her onto his lap. "This one is made from a single piece of fabric. It's a pair of mandarin ducks. Isn't it beautiful?"
Wen Shu took the small necklace. The pattern on it was finely polished, as if it had been carved by hand stroke by stroke.
She didn't dare ask if he carved it himself. She took it and said it was very beautiful and she liked it very much.
Pei Lingjun suddenly smiled, buried his face in her neck, and smelled the pleasant, light fragrance.
"When I come back, I'll take you somewhere, okay?" The young man inhaled her fragrance, a hint of sadness lurking in his eyes. "No one there knows you, and we can... stay together forever."
"Okay." Wen Shu forced a smile and turned to look at him.
Pei Lingjun didn't linger and busied himself with preparations for his trip to Tongqing Road the next day.
As night deepened, Hanxiang brought over warm water as usual, trying to calm herself down so as not to upset Wenshu again.
"Young lady, you didn't sleep well last night, so you should get some rest early tonight."
Wen Shu, holding the wooden box, looked up upon hearing this. Her porcelain-white skin was flushed, her eyes were red-rimmed, and her eyes had dark circles. She asked, "Is there any news?"
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