Chapter 406: Death-Free Gold Medal
"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others about your return?"
Liu Aifang clenched her fists and wanted to threaten Zhou Yunshu.
Zhou Yunshu looked at the somewhat angry Liu Aifang in front of her and said with a smile: "Madam, are you sure you want to tell others about my return?"
"Do you think it would be a problem for them to know that I'm in the capital at this critical moment?"
Liu Aifang swallowed her saliva.
Yes, even if we knew that Zhou Yunshu was back, what could we do?
She is about to become the mother of the new emperor, and if she wants, she can even become the empress dowager. What can the court do to the mother of the new emperor?
The identity of the new emperor's mother can be said to be a golden ticket for Zhou Yunshu to get out of jail free from death.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to threaten you." Liu Aifang explained anxiously to Zhou Yunshu.
In some ways, Liu Aifang is really a person who knows the times.
After saying this, before Zhou Yunshu let her leave, Liu Aifang looked at the child in Zhou Yunshu's arms and asked, "Who is this child..."
"arrive."
Before Liu Aifang finished speaking, the driver outside suddenly spoke.
After being interrupted, Liu Aifang looked at the car curtain with a confused look on her face.
Here we are, where are we?
When the curtain of the car was opened, Liu Aifang shuddered all over when she saw the words "Huang Mansion".
"Get out of the car, no need to thank me."
Liu Aifang turned stiffly and looked at Zhou Yunshu. She actually knew that she had married into the Huang family and knew where the Huang family was.
"Do you need help knocking on the door?"
As soon as Zhou Yunshu finished speaking, Liu Aifang immediately shook her head.
If the Huang family knew that she had secretly met Zhou Yunshu and even wanted to leave the Huang family, they would definitely not let her go.
Thinking of the possible consequences if she was discovered, Liu Aifang didn't dare to say much and immediately got off the carriage.
As soon as she got off the carriage, the driver turned around and left.
It was a coincidence that Lord Huang returned today and just passed by the carriage that Zhou Yunshu and the others were in.
When Mr. Huang saw Liu Aifang standing at the door as if she had lost her soul, he frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Liu Aifang shuddered unconsciously when she heard Mr. Huang's voice. She looked at Mr. Huang, whose face was expressionless and brows were furrowed, and immediately said, "Feilan and I went out shopping. I felt unwell, so I left the purse with her and came back first."
When Mr. Huang heard Liu Aifang specifically mention the word "purse", a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes.
No man would like a woman who despises and looks down on him, and Lord Huang was not surprised.
He didn't even despise Liu Aifang for being a remarried woman, but she actually despised him for being old and poor.
"Since you have money, you don't have to collect the monthly allowance from the mansion."
After Mr. Huang finished speaking, he did not show any intention of waiting for Liu Aifang and went straight to his own house.
Liu Aifang listened to what Mr. Huang said, her eyes turned red with grievance, and then a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Do you really think she cares about the two taels of silver as monthly allowance?
When she was in the Zhenbei Palace, even the monthly wages of the servants were higher than that of her current so-called mistress!
Zhou Yunshu had no idea of the humiliation and anger in Liu Aifang's heart, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care.
If Liu Aifang hadn't taken the initiative to stop the carriage today, Zhou Yunshu would never have thought of meeting her.
After leaving Huang's house, Zhou Yunshu asked the coachman to rush to Wanzhu Garden.
It was noon when they arrived at Wanzhu Garden. There were many carriages parked at the gate of Wanzhu Garden, many of which belonged to high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital.
When the carriage stopped and Chunque got out, the middle-aged man in a purple satin gown who had been waiting at the door immediately came up to her.
There were too many dignitaries at Wanzhu Garden, so when Zhou Yunshu got out of the car holding Pingping, she wore a pink and white veil hat on her head.
When the man saw Zhou Yunshu getting out of the car, he stepped forward respectfully and said, "Young Master, please come this way."
When Zhou Yunshu heard the word "Young Master", a hint of sarcasm appeared in her eyes.
But she said nothing and just followed the man towards Wanzhu Garden.
Along the way, because Zhou Yunshu and Chunque were silent, the man in purple named Gao Wenshan kept smiling and introducing the gardens and origins of Wanzhu Garden to Zhou Yunshu.
It seemed that he didn't notice Zhou Yunshu's indifference at all.
As they walked from the broad avenue to the quiet path, Gao Wenshan spoke less and less.
When they arrived at the secluded bamboo forest where few people went, there was no one around except them.
Gao Wenshan raised his hand slightly towards the door of Youhuangli and said to Zhou Yunshu, "Young Master, the master has a letter for you."
Gao Wenshan had no intention of going in. Zhou Yunshu glanced at him, then took Chunque and held Pingping in her arms and walked into the bamboo grove.
This time, Chunque came to the front.
Although this is Ji Mingzhu's territory and there shouldn't be any danger, there is still a chance of something happening.
For example, in the main hall among the bamboo groves, there was a man sitting there, a man in official uniform.
Zhou Yunshu was standing at the door holding Pingping. When she recognized the old man in official uniform, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.
"Mr. Lin."
That’s right, the person sitting in the bamboo forest is Lin Xiang, who should be very busy.
After seeing Zhou Yunshu, Lin Xiang smiled and said, "Thanks to you, Miss, I have the opportunity to rest quietly in this beautiful bamboo forest."
Zhou Yunshu: “…”
Is he sure he's not implying that he's late?
Since he appeared here, my grandmother must know about it.
Zhou Yunshu walked into the main hall and sat on the stool opposite Lin Duo. She said, "Grandma said she had a letter for me."
"There is indeed a letter, but it is just a verbal message."
Zhou Yunshu looked at Prime Minister Lin. She had never realized that her grandmother and Prime Minister Lin had a good relationship before. Prime Minister Lin had even criticized her grandmother in the court before.
"Miss is curious?"
Before Zhou Yunshu could speak, Lin Xiang said, "There's something you may not know. When I was young, I was the eldest princess's study companion for three years."
He is only ten years older than Ji Mingzhu.
He and Ji Mingzhu have always had a good relationship, but outsiders don't know about it.
It was Prime Minister Lin who advised Ji Mingzhu to ascend the throne. It was a pity that Ji Mingzhu did not have the courage at that time.
"So, grandma asked you to come see me. Is there something wrong?"
Minister Lin looked at Zhou Yunshu, who showed no particular respect when mentioning Ji Mingzhu, and said with a smile, "Of course, it's about the new emperor ascending the throne and the Zhou family's redress."
In the bamboo grove, Zhou Yunshu's expression did not change after hearing what Lin Xiang said.
Lin Xiang didn't care. He had said everything he needed to say. It was up to Zhou Yunshu to do next.
After Lin Xiang left, Zhou Yunshu hugged Pingping and finally let out a breath.
Chunque looked at her master with some worry, "Master, what that old man said..."
"Nothing."
Zhou Yunshu stood up holding Pingping in her arms, and finally put on a smile and said, "Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."
Anyway, there is no way to draw a conclusion today.
But when Zhou Yunshu and Chunque were carrying Pingping out of Wanzhu Garden, a simple and low-key but secretly luxurious carriage slowly stopped in front of her.
The guard beside him moved the stool to the side of the carriage and said respectfully to Zhou Yunshu, "Princess, please get in the carriage."
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