Why do I have such severe diarrhea tonight? Could it be because I drank the red date and lotus seed soup that our housekeeper, Guan Po, specially prepared for us at dinner?"
Finally, Ding He's daughter expressed her doubts with a puzzled look on her face.
Wen Zhu slowly turned his head and looked at her with complicated eyes.
Ding Hejia quickly explained, "Before I left, Mrs. Guan, who lives next door, gave me a bowl of porridge, saying she made too much and gave it to me as a midnight snack."
"Mrs. Guan? I wanted to rest early at noon today because I had a shift to do in the evening. But she asked me to help her make some lace for her daughter's wedding. I've received favors from Mrs. Guan several times before, so I felt embarrassed to refuse her request, so I helped her until the evening."
As Xiao Mo spoke, his voice was choked with sobs, and tears flickered in his eyes.
Wen Zhu bit his lip tightly, frowned slightly, and seemed to have made up his mind: "Hongyu, go find Mrs. Guan immediately."
As soon as she finished speaking, Hongyu quickly turned around and left the room to do this.
Then, she turned to Xiao Mo, who was still somewhat bewildered, and instructed, "You must pull yourself together now. Immediately go find the patrol and ask if they have noticed any suspicious individuals approaching the hall."
After hearing Wen Zhu's firm tone, Xiao Mo's original sleepiness was completely dispelled. Thinking that she should indeed be responsible for this matter, she immediately took action and ran outside the yard to find someone to inquire about the details.
"I will continue to guard here. Please notify Manager Qi and Mother Zhang and ask them to come over quickly."
After saying this, he added, still worried, "Find someone from Shuangwang's family to replace the job you're doing."
In response, Ding Hejia expressed his agreement with just a very brief "OK".
Soon, Manager Qi and Mother Zhang came over one after another.
After listening to Wen Zhu's general account of what had just happened, the two began to discuss specific ways to solve the problem.
Mother Zhang listened to their conversation while walking straight to the flowers and observing the details.
Soon, the woman named Guan Pozi was brought to the scene.
Wen Zhu pulled the man to a slightly further away and stood still. He stared at him sternly and asked, "Now, I want you to tell the truth. Who ordered you to do this?"
After hearing this, Mrs. Guan raised her voice to express her dissatisfaction: "Miss Wen Zhu, you sound like you're suspicious of someone, but I really don't know what has upset you. Is it wrong to send a bowl of porridge to the Ding He family? Or is there something wrong with asking Xiao Mo to take time off to help my daughter make lace? Aren't you guys overthinking everything?"
Facing Wen Zhu's sharp gaze, he still retorted loudly and calmly.
"You know in your heart that you've done something you shouldn't have done. If you're honest, we'll eventually find out. But right now is the best time for you to admit your mistake."
When he said this, Wen Zhu's bright eyes never left Guan Po's face, trying to catch any clues from the changes in her expression.
Wen Zhu smiled and turned gently to look at Hongyu beside him.
Hongyu had obviously understood her intentions, a mocking smile appearing on her face. "Mrs. Guan, we didn't even tell you why we wanted to come here. How do you know it's because of these two things? Are you hiding something?"
There was a hint of provocation in her voice.
Mrs. Guan was stunned and froze in place.
Indeed, no one pointed out the mistake she had made, but she was nervous and eager to defend herself, and hurriedly said all the excuses she had prepared in advance.
"Mrs. Guan, let me tell you again, these chrysanthemums are Madam's favorite. Once Madam discovers they've been destroyed, she'll definitely investigate. I've already given you a chance to confess. If you refuse now, and Madam discovers the truth herself, your charges will be even more serious."
Wen Zhu's voice became extremely cold at this moment, as if it carried a chill.
Beads of sweat began to appear on Mrs. Guan's forehead. She stammered, "It was...it was Yu Lu who did it."
Just then, Xiao Mo returned with an important report: "Miss Wen Zhu, the night patrol saw a thin figure heading towards the flower hall. The figure was very blurry, like clothes floating on a clothesline. He thought he was seeing things."
It seems that the figure must be Yu Lu.
Wen Zhu decided to go find Yu Lu immediately. She thought it would be best if the flowers could still be saved; even if they could not be saved, she had to find the destroyer.
Otherwise, how can I explain to my wife tomorrow?
So, Wen Zhu immediately took Xiao Mo to Qifangyuan and knocked on the door a few times. A little maid came to open the door and respectfully welcomed them in.
After entering the room, Wen Zhu whispered to the little maid, "Please help me find Yu Lu. I have some things to take care of. Please try not to disturb the young lady."
The little maid led her to Yu Lu's room. The room was not spacious, but she and Yu Ning lived together.
The person who opened the door was Yu Ning, who looked sleepy and a little irritable.
Yu Ning was yawning loudly and complained impatiently, "Miss Wen Zhu, it's already the middle of the night. What's the urgent matter with Yu Lu? Can't you let her rest?"
Obviously, he was not in a good mood after being woken up.
Wen Zhu suddenly had an idea, a smile appeared on his face, and he said easily: "The prince drank a little wine tonight and was very excited and insisted on writing a poem. But I know nothing about poetry, so I thought I could ask Yu Lu for help."
There was a hint of playfulness in his tone when he said this.
Yu Lu, who had been pretending to be asleep in bed, heard the words "Prince" and suddenly jumped up from the bed. She quickly grabbed the clothes around her and started to put them on, and asked anxiously, "Is this true? Is this really happening?"
There was an unconcealable glint of excitement in his eyes.
Facing such a reaction, Wen Zhu smiled and said, "How can this be a joke? Hurry up and change your clothes. If no one composes poems with him to cheer him up, he'll get angry again soon."
There was both urging and a warning in his tone.
Hearing this, Yu Lu dressed herself up even more quickly and was almost immediately ready to go out with them to meet people.
Before going out, even the usual attention to image management was temporarily forgotten.
Several people came to the gate of Qifangyuan together. At this time, Yu Ning stopped and seemed to have something to say, but she could not express it.
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