For the next few days, Ye Wanshu stayed with Gu Qingmian and Gu Tingji in her aunt's courtyard, personally serving them medicine.
Perhaps knowing that she was worried about her aunt's health and that she was planning a birthday banquet for her aunt, Gu Tingzhou and Gu Tingchen were tactful and did not come to disturb her. Even the Biqingzhai of "Jiang Guiren" was peaceful, and Ye Wanshu had a rare quiet time at the mansion.
Mother Fang would make a list of things to do for her aunt's birthday party every day, and Ye Wanshu only had to look it over and check it without having to worry about it at all.
The housekeepers and maids around my aunt were all carefully selected by my grandmother from various shops and farms of the Ye family as dowry. The managers are all top-notch people. My aunt could have lived an easy and comfortable life in managing the Duke's Mansion with these people, but it was a pity that she always liked to worry about things and made herself exhausted.
Ye Wanshu was different. She had followed her grandmother for so many years and had learned a lesson from the head of the household: whether marrying up or marrying down, it was all for the pursuit of a happy life, not to be a slave to others.
Even for a family as prominent as the Duke's Mansion, one only needs to think about how to employ the right people and leave the rest to fate.
So in her previous life, apart from being trapped in love, she hardly had to worry about the entire Duke's Mansion and was still able to manage it in an orderly manner.
This was the only thing that made her feel comforted in her previous life.
In her new life, she knew the temperaments of the old servants of the Ye family like Fang's mother very well. As long as she trusted them enough, they would be willing to give their whole hearts and souls to complete the tasks entrusted to them in a safe and decent manner.
So in just a few days, Ye Wanshu not only prepared everything for the birthday party, but also, under her careful care, her aunt was able to get out of bed again.
Seeing this, she finally felt relieved and decided to choose a suitable day to tell her her decision to go to Yuezhou.
But before leaving, she had to do one last thing. Taking advantage of Ji Ningyue's death, she would settle all the old and new grudges with Zhou Ru and avenge the humiliation her mother had suffered.
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On this day, time quietly arrived at the seventh day after Ji Ningyue's death.
Upon learning that Caiju and Qiuli had found out where the body was buried, Ye Wanshu asked them to prepare some offerings early and took a carriage out of the city early in the morning.
After walking for more than ten miles along the official road, we finally saw Ji Ningyue's grave. In the wilderness covered with green grass, a newly piled small mound was where her bones were buried.
Ye Wanshu got off the carriage and saw from afar a little child kneeling on the ground crying beside a grave. Beside him stood a woman in green, also sobbing.
Ye Wanshu noticed something was wrong and quickly walked over with Caiju and Qiuli. She recognized at a glance that the kneeling child was Qin Chulin, and the woman in green next to him looked like a maid of only fifteen or sixteen years old, obviously not Qin Yi Niang.
"What's going on?" Ye Wanshu asked anxiously, "Where's Concubine Qin?"
"My aunt hanged herself in her room last night," the woman in green choked with sobs.
"Hanging himself?" Ye Wanshu was stunned.
"Young lady, you don't know the grievances my aunt has suffered."
The woman in green cried even harder: "Last year, my concubine was pregnant with twins. They were about to come to full term, but Concubine Zhou caused her to have a miscarriage. The Sixth Miss was so angry that she went to ask the master for help, but the master thought that they were just being unreasonable and did not pursue the matter."
"Sixth Miss knew that you, the eldest Miss, were of noble status. That night, she realized that Concubine Zhou would harm you, so she lent a hand. She never expected Concubine Zhou to notice and kill Sixth Miss. My Concubine has been depressed all year, and now she has lost Sixth Miss. How can she withstand such a series of blows?"
She spoke for a long time without stopping, and many things were not expressed clearly, but Ye Wanshu already knew the reason why Ji Ningyue helped her that night.
I think she was hoping that one day she would be able to make decisions for her and her daughter.
Slowly squatting down, Ye Wanshu took out a handkerchief with a serious expression and wiped the tears from Qin Chulin's face.
"Chu Lin, is what this girl said true?"
She asked solemnly, "Is it true that your aunt's unborn child and the Sixth Miss were both murdered by Concubine Zhou?"
Qin Chulin threw himself into her arms, crying hysterically, "It's absolutely true, big sister. Last year, my sister Yue and I saw with our own eyes Madam Liu, who was beside Concubine Zhou, push my aunt to the ground. Many people from Jialan Courtyard were there at the time, but they all protected Concubine Zhou."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp voice suddenly came from behind.
"Bullshit, don't tell lies."
Ye Wanshu looked over when she heard the sound and saw Mama Liu leading a group of servants hurriedly coming.
"You lowly bastard, I knew you would come here."
Mother Liu angrily scolded Qin Chulin, then looked at Ye Wanshu with a flattering expression.
"My dear, please don't listen to this bastard's nonsense. His aunt can't even take care of her own child, yet she insists on accusing my aunt."
Mother Liu said innocently, "My aunt is kindhearted. She had good intentions when she arranged things for the eldest girl a few days ago. She didn't intend to harm her, but the eldest girl plotted against the second girl..."
“Pah.”
Before she could finish her words, Ye Wanshu stood up and slapped her hard in the face: "Your master plotted against me with good intentions, but my kindness in helping your second young lady is considered a plot?"
Mother Liu covered her face with her hands, looking surprised.
Ye Wanshu helped Qin Chulin to his feet with a cold look in her eyes. She asked in a deep voice, "Chulin, in front of your cousin's grave, tell me, did Ning Yue drown herself, or was she framed?"
Qin Chulin glared at Mama Liu fiercely, "Big sister, there's no way Sister Yue would have gone to the lotus pond so early in the morning. That evil woman must have killed her."
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