At this moment, her face looked extremely pale and weak, like a small oil lamp that was about to burn out, swaying in the wind and rain.
Those once lively and bright eyes have now become dull and have lost their former brilliance, leaving only a blank and numb feeling.
"This is a matter of course, please rest assured."
After hearing this, Lord Xue respectfully bowed to Fu Yu as a sign of respect and farewell, then turned around and slowly left this place of trouble.
"Wen Zhu, come back with me to the Fu Mansion and wait for the final results of the investigation."
Looking at the girl in front of him who seemed to have lost all hope, Fu Yu said these words gently with deep pity in his eyes.
However, Wen Zhu did not respond to Fu Yu's words. She stood there in a daze as if she had lost her soul. She only saw the other person's mouth moving but no sound reached her ears.
Faced with this worrying situation, the anxiety on Fu Yu's face became more and more obvious.
What made people feel even more distressed was the way he kept gesturing as if he wanted to say something but couldn't convey it accurately to the other party.
Unfortunately, although he had tried various communication methods to attract Wen Zhu's attention and comfort her, the latter still did not move, as if she was in a completely enclosed space and was no longer aware of anything happening around her.
In desperation, Fu Yu tried to stretch out his arm and waved it in front of Wen Zhu a few times in the hope of attracting her attention, but unexpectedly, it made the latter suddenly feel many small flashing lights appear around her, and her whole brain began to spin uncontrollably.
As these small points of light gradually disappeared one by one, the world seemed to fall into an eternal abyss of darkness...
It was unknown how long it took before Wen Zhu, who was in a coma, finally regained some consciousness. When she slowly opened her eyes, she found that she was already in her own boudoir in Chunhuayuan.
There were quite a few people gathered in the house at this time.
"Oh! The girl is awake! Our Miss Wen Zhu is finally awake!"
Seeing this scene, Su Yue immediately shouted excitedly, her voice full of joy and comfort.
Following closely, many people came forward and surrounded Wen Zhu's bed to show their concern and condolences.
"It's so pitiful..."
The Duke's wife, who had been standing by and observing for a long time, sighed with tears in her eyes as she looked at her daughter lying on the bed who had just woken up but was still very weak.
Wen Zhu's tears suddenly welled up and rolled down her cheeks like beads with broken strings.
Su Yue brought a bowl of bird's nest soup and gently placed it on the table: "Miss, drink some first, it will warm your body."
How could she have the heart to drink?
At this moment, my heart felt as if it was being stabbed by thousands of needles and the pain was unbearable.
"If you really don't want to drink, then let's talk about it later."
Zhao Manxiang suggested from the side, with a hint of tenderness and concern in her voice.
"Who said I won't drink? I will!"
Wen Zhu suddenly became stubborn, as if trying to prove his strength to the world.
She struggled to sit up, leaning on the soft pillow, and took the bowl of soup handed to her by Su Yue with slightly trembling hands.
Then, with Su Yue's help, she drank the bird's nest soup without leaving a drop, as if she wanted to ease the pain in her heart through such action.
"That's right. If your mother is still alive, she would definitely hope that you can take good care of yourself."
The Duke's wife comforted him softly, her tone full of maternal tenderness and sympathy.
"Um."
Wen Zhu gritted her teeth to hold back her tears, nodded, and her eyes revealed a firm look.
She knew very well that she couldn't show her vulnerable side easily, because she knew that she still had an unfinished mission to accomplish.
"How did you find your family? I'm still in the dark."
Zhao Manxiang asked while rubbing the handkerchief in her hand, her voice full of curiosity and confusion.
Wen Zhu raised his head and stared at Zhao Manxiang's face. "A person of low status like me would naturally not bring news from home to the nobles and cause trouble. Moreover, now that such a change has happened in my family..."
Before she finished speaking, her eyes misted over again.
Zhao Manxiang was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting such a reaction from the other party. "I just feel sorry for you. You just saw your family and haven't enjoyed happiness yet, but your mother passed away in such an inexplicable way."
As she spoke, Zhao Manxiang gently wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and couldn't help shedding tears of sympathy.
Wen Zhu looked away and remained silent, feeling only a sharp pain in her heart that left her speechless.
The more Zhao Manxiang mentioned these sad things to stimulate her, the more she felt she had to be strong.
She silently told herself that she must live well, find out the real murderer who killed her mother, and avenge him!
No matter who the murderer behind the scenes is, once it is confirmed, even if the court officials are unwilling to uphold justice, the other party must be made to regret for the rest of his life and pay for his blood debt with blood!
"Wen Zhu, you should take a rest too. For the sake of the baby in your belly, you should learn to relax."
The Duke's wife patted the back of her hand gently and spoke tenderly.
"Thank you, ma'am. I know what to do."
Wen Zhu tried to sit up from the bed, but was gently stopped by the Duke's wife, who concernedly asked her to continue lying down.
Before leaving, the Duke's wife gave Su Yue and Su Qin some detailed instructions, and then led Zhao Manxiang out of Chunhua Courtyard, with a look of fatigue and worry on her face.
After saying goodbye to the Duke's wife, Zhao Manxiang looked at Miyou beside her with some dissatisfaction and said, "After all, she was sold when she was young, and her relationship with her mother was never very close. Look at her, she can still eat like normal after her mother passed away, and she doesn't seem to be very sad."
According to Zhao Manxiang's idea, shouldn't a truly heartbroken daughter be crying all day and unable to sleep all night at such a time?
After a while, Miyou said quietly but firmly, "But, Miss... I think she is really in great pain."
Her voice was filled with uncertainty and unease.
Zhao Manxiang couldn't help but glare at Miyou after hearing this. Although this girl wasn't very clever, she was usually very obedient and worked very hard. So she didn't blame her too much, but just responded coldly, "That's because you've never seen true sorrow."
Hearing the young lady's cold words, Miyou had no choice but to lower her head and said nothing more.
When they were the only two left in the room, Wen Zhu whispered to Su Yue, who was standing beside her: "Find a suitable excuse to get Mi You to come see me. There are some things I want to clarify."
Miyou stayed around Zhao Manxiang all afternoon.
Wen Zhu had a vague ominous feeling in his heart, suspecting that perhaps Zhao Manxiang had done something in private, but it had not been discovered.
About an hour later, when we were about to go to bed, Miyou arrived as promised.
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