After all, Chuchu was a little girl, and Thirteen hesitated for a long time before finally deciding not to.
"Go back and wash it later, it'll only be a few days."
Chuchu burst into tears: [No wonder your dad and brother said you're stupid! You really are stupid!]
Can't you just find any auntie on the street to give me a massage?!
Thirteen, the clueless straight man, completely failed to grasp a young girl's love of beauty and felt so heartbroken that he was practically suffering internal injuries from holding it all in. For the past few days, he'd been hearing children babbling incoherently, though he couldn't make out what they were saying, and he figured it wasn't anything pleasant.
"I'll have my ears checked by a doctor when we get back to the capital."
I think you need to get your head checked!
Thirteen's pupils contracted, staring blankly at Qiuqiu. Qiuqiu, with its arrogant, disdainful look, decided to follow the scene and give itself a greasy emoji: [Duck head, what are you looking at!]
Thirteen looked dazed and muttered to himself, "Looks like I really need to get my head checked."
After Qiuqiu returned home safely, Dongxiao carried her and washed her inside and out three times before stopping.
Looking at the basin after basin of muddy water, Dongxiao burst into tears: "Waaah, I've finally regained your favor!"
Chiu Chiu, gazing at basin after basin of murky water, sniffled, cried out: "Waaah, Chiu Chiu, I'm finally a sweet, soft little fish again!"
The master and servant experienced unprecedented joy at this moment.
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Jingxinyuan
Su Junyao flipped through the roster in his hand, his face growing darker with each page. Yun Jinglan, who was with him, glanced at him worriedly, gently patted his back, and couldn't utter a single word of comfort.
Chun Yushu genuinely wanted to win over Qiuqiu, so he asked for evidence of the Yucheng family massacre thirteen years ago, and incidentally gave Zheng Xiulan and the Wen family all the criminal evidence they had accumulated over the years.
Su Junyao stood up unsteadily, pushed away Yun Jinglan's hand, and took a few steps forward in a disheveled manner, his eyes bloodshot: "I'm going to Dali Temple!"
"Zheng Qiangong, Qiao Erlang, my mother, and twelve lives from the Wen family... How dare they!"
This time, he's determined to make sure Xiao Wen and Zheng Xiulan die without a burial place!
Su Junyao took all the evidence and had Chen He escort Wen Yue and the assassin from Chunfeng Tower to Dali Temple.
Yun Jinglan watched Su Junyao's departing figure from the doorway and called Chunxiang over: "Where are Wen Shi and Zheng Xiulan?"
Chunxiang was slightly taken aback when she heard the madam say "Mrs. Wen," before realizing that she meant the old lady of the mansion. "You mean the old lady and Madam Zheng?"
"Madam?" Yun Jinglan curled her lips and let out a sneer. "It won't be like that for long."
"Order men to take Wen Shi and Zheng Shi and her son into custody. We'll decide what to do next when the young master returns."
Chunxiang and Xiazhi exchanged a glance. Although they didn't know the details, they did as Yun Jinglan instructed.
Over the years, they had come to know Wen's temperament well, and just in case, they had also brought back the Shadow Guards that Qiuqiu had brought back. Dong Xiao couldn't wait for them all to leave, and waved for them to go.
After a thorough bath, Qiuqiu felt warm and cozy in the sun. She pointed towards the door, wanting to join the fun.
Thirteen took Qiuqiu and turned to leave, saying, "I'll take you there."
Thirteen is the best!
Thirteen frowned. "I'll go get my brain checked this afternoon!"
In order to stay in the Marquis's mansion with Qiao Muyang and live a life of luxury, Zheng Xiulan took the initiative to take care of Wen Shi. Putting aside the saying that "a long illness tests filial piety," given Zheng Xiulan's character, it was impossible for her to wholeheartedly care for Wen Shi, who would occasionally go mad.
However, after just a few days, Wen was no longer recognizable as a human.
Zheng Xiulan brought the porridge to Wen's bedside: "Aunt, get up and have some porridge."
The plain porridge was bland and tasteless. Zheng Xiulan ate it with them for several days until her face turned sallow. She couldn't help but complain, "You really are something. You served the maids so well, but you just sent them all away."
Taking medicine every day didn't help; in fact, it made him even crazier.
Zheng Xiulan had been feeling inexplicably anxious these past few days, and she was extremely impatient with Wen Shi, who was curled up on the bed and motionless. Suddenly, she smelled a strong odor of urine, frowned, sniffed twice, and finally her gaze fell on Wen Shi.
She strode forward and ripped the blanket off Wen's body. Staring at the puddle of water on the bed, a nameless rage surged within her. "Did you pee?!"
Wen's lips were cracked and trembling. Her eyes were empty and lifeless as she muttered to herself, "I didn't kill him."
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me."
Zheng Xiulan shuddered, disregarding Wen Shi's filthy and smelly appearance, and quickly stepped forward to cover her mouth: "Do you want to die?!"
If anyone else overheard this, all three of them—grandfather, grandfather, and grandson—would be dead today!
Looking at the magnified face before her, Ms. Wen grabbed Zheng Xiulan's hand and shouted, "You are my daughter! You are my daughter!"
"Lan'er, don't be afraid. After I poison them all, everything in this Marquis's mansion will be ours."
"From now on, Mu Yang will be a marquis! Hahaha, they all have to die! Hahaha!"
Zheng Xiulan nervously looked around, afraid someone might suddenly come in. Wen Shi, still restless, shoved Zheng Xiulan to the ground. She landed right on the puddle of water, bounced up, and rolled away. Before she knew it, Wen Shi had already run barefoot out of the house.
She is the mistress of the Marquis's mansion; everything belongs to her!
Chunxiang and Xiazhi, who had overheard everything outside the door, were inwardly terrified. They exchanged a glance and finally understood what the lady had meant.
Before they could react, Ms. Wen had already opened the door and met them face to face.
The room's doors and windows were tightly closed, and Zheng Xiulan had drawn the curtains. Wen Shi hadn't seen sunlight for a long time, and suddenly being in a brightly lit place, she was a little unaccustomed to it and raised her hand to shield her eyes.
If I had to describe her now, it would be like a rat in a sewer suddenly exposed to the sunlight, with nowhere to hide.
When Zheng Xiulan saw who was outside, only one thought filled her mind—it's over!
It's all over!
All these years of scheming will be destroyed in an instant!
You know, youth makes you smarter, and Chiu Chiu is the one with the fastest reflexes of everyone.
"ah!"
[Bad guy!]
Zheng Xiulan knew that if she were caught today, her and her son's lives would be over. She couldn't give up everything she had planned, so she could only force a stiff, ugly smile: "Aunt's illness has worsened again."
She grabbed Wen's arm tightly and dragged her into the house. "You should go back and take your medicine. My mother has been dead for many years. Aunt, please don't be confused."
It was these words that provoked Wen Shi, who went berserk, pounding on Zheng Xiulan and tearing at her hair, shouting, "I am your mother!"
"Lan'er, it's your mother!"
"You're not my mother!" Zheng Xiulan was terrified and immediately covered her mouth, pressing her to the ground. Old and weak, Wen Shi could only be pinned down by Zheng Xiulan.
Xia Zhizi flicked her handkerchief and covered her mouth with a laugh, "How did you two start fighting if I wasn't watching you?"
"Guards! The Lady of the Heir Apparent has decreed that from this day forward, the Old Madam and Madam Zheng are not to leave their rooms. Ah San and Ah Si, you two stand guard at the door; not a single fly can be allowed in!"
Zheng Xiulan loosened her grip, realizing she couldn't just sit and wait to die. She rolled her eyes and headed towards Qiuqiu.
Her tactic was called "using the emperor to command the feudal lords"!
Chunxiang was pushed and fell into a heap with Xia Zhi. Seeing Zheng Xiulan's crazy appearance, she was terrified. "Miss, be careful!"
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