In the future, there will definitely be a place waiting for her here with the words "The spirit tablet of the late mother, Mrs. Zhao Manxiang" written on it.
Even if Fu Yu didn't care about her, as long as she took the position of the legal wife, their descendants would bury them together in the future and place their tablets side by side.
Naturally, her name is also included in the family tree - Zhao Manxiang.
She remembered clearly that she had kowtowed with Fu Yu in this old house to acknowledge her ancestry and officially became a member of the Sheng family and his legal wife.
This is the position she has worked so hard to obtain, how can she give it up so easily?
She made a firm decision to hold on to him all her life, and no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she would accompany him until the last moment of her life.
Divorce is never an option for her!
After returning to Qingshanyuan to report, Wen Zhu was quite surprised to learn about this.
It turned out that Fu Yu locked Zhao Manxiang in the ancestral hall to make her reflect.
This kind of handling is really rare.
Finally, an explanation was given to the outside world.
This situation was rare in the past.
At this time, Sheng Huaiqin sat by the bed and asked gently: "Did Qingti say anything to you?"
Her tone was full of concern.
"She said Du Juan came to me yesterday, hoping I would divorce her so she could return to work at Qifangyuan, but I didn't agree. Then Du Juan started insulting me, calling me a nuisance and swearing she would make me disappear completely one day."
Wen Zhu calmly explained the whole story.
"Last night, when Qingti discovered you hadn't returned yet, she was worried that Dujuan would attack Yaotaiyue, which would lead to serious consequences, so she hurriedly told me about it. Unfortunately, it happened just as she predicted."
Wen Zhu did not want to cover up the facts for Zhao Manxiang, but felt that even if she told the truth, it would be difficult to change the status quo. Instead, Fu Yu might ask her how she knew the news. This would not only fail to solve the problem, but would bring trouble to herself and might even implicate Qingti.
"Are you close to Qingti?"
Sheng Huaiqin's expression became slightly more serious, and he asked with some doubt.
"Yes, she has always taken good care of me."
Wen Zhu responded with a smile.
In fact, in their previous life, although Qingti did not deliberately take extra care of her, they got along well with each other, and he occasionally helped her with some small favors, such as delivering things or reminding her to pay attention to the movements of certain people at critical moments.
However, due to the huge difference in their identities, they don’t have much contact in daily life.
But now the two of them serve the same master together, and after experiencing a series of events, especially after Lian'er's death, their relationship has become closer, and they have more understanding and support for each other.
I tossed and turned in bed for a long time, but I still felt very confused and couldn't fall asleep.
So I simply sat up from the bed, put on my shoes, and walked slowly with the help of a cane, hoping to relax.
Just at this moment, I thought of Manager Kang, and an idea suddenly popped up in my mind: Maybe it would be a good idea to go and talk to him.
Just as Wen Zhu was about to go out to talk to Manager Kang, several senior managers in the mansion came to visit Qingshan Courtyard, including Manager Kang.
Seeing them come in, Wen Zhu immediately stepped forward and respectfully led them into the house to entertain them.
Mother Lu looked at Wen Zhu, a gentle smile on her face: "There are some important matters that require the advice of the young lady, but she is not here at the moment. I wonder if you, Wen Zhu, can make some decisions on behalf of the young lady?"
Mother Lu's main responsibility is to handle dealings with external officials and their families. Therefore, when faced with any uncertain matters, she never dares to make decisions on her own, for fear that she will not be able to bear the responsibility if problems arise in the future.
"I don't usually deal with this kind of thing, and I don't have as much experience as you do," Wen Zhu said with a look of hesitation on her face. She suggested cautiously, "Why don't we just do as you say? If you really can't make up your mind, you might want to ask Madam for her advice."
Several housekeeping staff looked at each other, hesitation and helplessness revealed in their eyes, and no one spoke for a while.
"It's not a big deal," a steward finally spoke up after seeing this, his voice steady and measured. "It might not be a good idea to disturb the Madam directly. Wen Zhu, you've been helping with a lot of household matters lately and you're very experienced, so give me some advice."
Wen Zhu was about to continue to politely decline this suggestion, when the Duke's wife and Nanny Mei came to the gate of the courtyard, interrupting her thoughts.
"Wen Zhu, you should take responsibility for this matter first."
The Duke's wife spoke in a calm but firm tone.
Seeing the Duke's wife speak in person, Wen Zhu had no choice but to put aside his original intention of refusing. He bowed and replied respectfully, "Okay."
With the order from the Duke's wife, even if Zhao Manxiang came back, she would not be able to gossip anymore, and Wen Zhu felt more confident in doing things.
"Wen Zhu, how are your feet?"
The Duke's wife came closer and carefully examined the injury on her foot. She asked with concern, "I heard that what happened last night was quite dangerous. Are you feeling unwell anywhere now?"
"Madam, it's nothing serious. It's just a burn. The doctor has taken care of it, and the wound should heal quickly."
Although his voice was a little hoarse from the shock he had just experienced, his answer was still clear and he appeared calm.
"I'm glad you're okay. I was so worried. I always thought my family was law-abiding. I didn't expect Du Juan to be so vicious. Even I didn't notice anything."
The Duke's wife patted her chest as she spoke, and it was obvious that she was still a little frightened.
"Yes, she has always behaved very well in front of you."
Wen Zhu nodded slightly in agreement, with a hint of confusion and resentment flashing in her eyes. After all, she had worked with Du Juan for a long time.
"Hongyu, bring two chairs."
The lady gave the order gently but firmly.
Soon, Hongyu swiftly brought two chairs and placed them neatly in the corridor.
Then, she carefully helped the lady sit down, and then politely asked Wen Zhu to sit down on a chair nearby to rest.
"I don't need it..." Wen Zhu said embarrassedly and wanted to refuse.
"Look at your pitiful appearance. Your feet are already in such a state and you still have to work. You should sit down and have a good rest for a while."
The Duke's wife looked at her exhausted appearance and said with concern.
Feeling this warmth and care, Wen Zhu felt a surge of emotion in his heart, so he had to sit down on the chair obediently and gently lean his crutches against the side.
Mrs. Lu was the first to break the silence, reporting to the two people present: "The Third Young Mistress of the Minister of Rites' residence gave birth to a little boy today. They are planning to hold a third-day bathing banquet tomorrow. I wonder if our family should send someone to deliver gifts, or if one of the owners should go in person?"
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