When I arrived at the Mu Mansion, the imperial physicians had already gathered around Mu Anguo's bed. Zhuang's eyes were slightly red, and when she saw me, she seemed to use all her strength to hug me tightly.
"Mother...what's going on?" I suppressed the trembling in my voice and said, "Weren't you fine a few days ago?"
A few days ago, when I left the palace, the three of them were there to see me off to the carriage! Why are they like this now?
"You, I..." Her face was full of pain.
"Where is my brother?" Suddenly I found that the familiar figure was not in the room.
"Chen Feng, ah!" Zhuang's throat choked with sobs: "Your brother, he fell in love with a woman in the brothel..."
My body stiffened.
"After you left that day, he confessed to your father, and the two of them ended up parting ways on bad terms..." She trembled, "I thought there was no such thing as a father and son holding grudges overnight, but Chen Feng actually moved out without a word..."
"Yesterday, last night—" Her tears flowed again: "I finally found out from Mrs. Wu that Chen Feng went to the brothel to live with that woman. When I returned home, I heard that the woman came to the door on her own. I don't know what she said to your father..."
"This morning, when I woke up and called your father to get up, he didn't respond for a long time... When the servants broke the door open..." Zhuang hugged me tightly: "He is like this!"
Mu Anguo, lying on the bed, had his eyes wide open, trembling slightly, his body stiff as if he could not move at all.
The bright eyes that once intimidated and powerful had become dull and lifeless, but the white saliva could not stop flowing out of the mouths of the debaters. The body that once sat upright and majestically had now collapsed on the bed as stiff as a dead tree.
In just a few days, a person can be completely transformed - like a pearl losing its luster in an instant, or a building collapsing in an instant.
The room was stuffy and there was an indescribable suffocating smell.
"Xiao Qing..." Mu Anguo's lips moved, and the sound was like the friction of rotten wood, extremely rough.
"Master!" Zhuang was so excited that she wanted to throw herself on the bed, but was stopped by the imperial physician beside her: "Please calm down, Madam, and don't put pressure on Master Mu."
"Chen... Shuang..." He continued to mumble. I hurried forward, but his trembling hands couldn't hold me. I gently covered my lips, only to see tears in the corners of his eyes, flowing into his deep eye sockets: "Chen... Feng..."
"Is Chen Feng a noble son?" an imperial physician asked, "No matter how busy you are, please call him back now..."
"Master!" Zhuang became hysterical upon hearing these words, but she clutched the corner of the quilt tightly and resisted the urge to touch Mu Anguo.
"Mother," I took a deep breath, "Don't worry, the imperial physician is here. Brother—I'll go get him back right now."
There were unshed tears on her haggard face. She tugged at the corner of my clothes and finally let go: "The woman's name is Qinghe, she's on Zhuque Street... Be careful on the road..."
Qinghe...
I nodded, and two servants hurriedly followed me to drive the carriage for me. I held the carriage beam tightly and squatted in front of the carriage. As soon as I arrived next to the brothel, I jumped down and went to the gate.
An idea suddenly popped up in my mind. As long as it wasn't about Song Heng, I could always keep myself calm.
There was still a scene of gorgeous joy in front of the brothel, with colorful ribbons fluttering in the wind, the fragrance of cosmetics mixed in the air, and the charming and seductive voice swaying along with the woman's slender waist.
"Miss," a charming woman with upturned eyes stopped me and said, "This is not the place for you to play~"
Then she flirted with the servant behind me and said, "But if these two young men need anything—"
I stuffed the banknote into her hand and said in a deep voice, "Where is Qinghe?"
She was obviously stunned by the number of banknotes, then smiled and said, "Miss, you are really generous - but -"
I stuffed a few more banknotes in my hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense."
"Oh!" She chuckled and leaned close to me and whispered, "The third floor, 'Pointed Tower'."
"Don't say I said that~" She winked at me: "Don't hit people in the face, miss, we all rely on this..."
I walked around her and went straight to the third floor. There was actually a man trying to pull my arm. I glared at him and shook him off.
"Why are you pretending here?" I didn't have time to deal with his drunken words and rushed straight to the third floor.
I suddenly opened the wooden door - the whole room was exposed. I saw a woman in pink clothes facing me sideways, stroking a dagger with intricate patterns, with a slight smile on her lips, as if she was living a peaceful life.
That dagger—Mu Chenfeng had played with it in front of me many times and praised it repeatedly.
The woman turned to look at me when she heard the sound, and the smile on her face froze instantly. My pupils shrank slightly.
I see. I should have thought of that earlier.
Qinghe, Ajian.
She immediately regained her smile, put down the dagger and walked towards me: "Miss Mu...what do you want to see Qinghe for?"
"Where's Mu Chenfeng?"
"Chen Feng, he went out to do something." She smiled at me and picked up the kettle to pour water into the teacup.
I was about to go out to the door to stop Mu Chenfeng when Qinghe called me from behind: "Mu Zhaoyi, Chenfeng and I are truly in love. You'd better not waste your energy."
"True love?" I sneered, "True love means going over to someone's house and making their dad so mad he collapses on the bed?!"
She was stunned for a moment, then picked up the teacup and took a sip: "I didn't expect Master Mu to be so fragile..."
I was so angry that I walked up to her and threw the teacup in her hand to the ground: "Ajian, I will not let you go."
She blinked and looked at me: "Mu Zhaoyi, Chen Feng and I are indeed in love. He loves me and he will protect me. He is your brother, so won't you let him go?"
"You see, Lord Mu won't let us go, so he--" I slapped her before she could finish her sentence. What she said was so disgusting.
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