Therefore, Lin Yong had no objection and quickly summoned the steward, instructing him to lead them to the Third Madam's courtyard, while he himself had to leave the mansion on business.
Lin Yong was a businessman, and a wealthy one at that, with many shops under his management. He had to personally oversee all of them, so he had to go out every day to inspect each shop.
Afterwards, Lin Yong left the mansion, and Feng Qingge and the other person went to the backyard with the steward.
The backyard was where the women lived, so it was quite inconvenient for the two of them. Fortunately, there was a flower hall in the backyard, which was not much different from the front hall. This was also where Lin Yong and the ladies usually ate. So the two of them waited here while the steward went to invite the Third Madam.
A moment later, footsteps sounded outside the door; the butler and the third madam had arrived.
The butler led the way, leaning slightly forward, stopping occasionally to gesture. The Third Madam followed behind, head bowed, still as graceful as a willow swaying in the breeze.
"Third Madam, we've arrived." As they approached the door, the butler stopped, stood at the entrance, and gestured for her to come in.
The third wife was taken aback at first, then lowered her eyes and stepped inside.
Although her face remained normal, there was still a hint of emotion in her eyes, though her lowered eyelids concealed these feelings.
Upon entering the flower hall, she slightly raised her eyes, and after recognizing the two men, she lowered her head again and said weakly, "May I ask what business you two gentlemen have with me?"
Seeing her like this, Feng Qingge found it somewhat amusing. A few days ago, she really thought that this Third Madam was so soft-spoken and timid, but now it seems that she is not like this at all.
"Third Madam, you don't need to be nervous. I just have some questions I'd like you to answer." With a smile, her delicate features instantly turned wicked, like a fairy from the jungle.
The third wife paused noticeably, but her next words were different, tinged with obvious wariness. "Young master, you jest. I am but a woman; how could I possibly answer your questions?"
"Madam is joking. It's just that what you said yesterday left me with some questions, and I wanted to ask you about them." Feng Qingge was still smiling, even her voice was full of laughter. She was quite difficult to deal with.
"Yesterday? I wonder what questions you have, young master?" The Third Madam suddenly raised her head, a hint of doubt appearing on her delicate face, whether she truly didn't understand or was pretending not to.
She stopped laughing and raised an eyebrow. "The Third Madam said she only heard a noise and didn't see anything else. I wonder if that's true."
"What makes you say that? It's true, of course." The Third Madam raised her hand and smoothed the strands of hair tied up at her temple, her movement slightly unnatural.
"Why is it that the other ladies have all seen it, or been frightened by it, but you, Madam, have not reacted at all?" Feng Qingge's fingers on the table curled slightly, tapping slowly and deliberately, the thumping sound striking the Third Madam's heart.
"This, I... I only heard some noises, I didn't see anything. Besides, why should I be afraid? Only a guilty conscience would be afraid." The Third Madam clenched her fingers, first hesitating, then retorting. Anyone with eyes could see the change in her expression; she seemed somewhat angry.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qingge burst into laughter. This Third Madam was truly impatient; she had already given herself away with just a feint.
"Oh? How does Third Madam know they're guilty?" she chuckled, asking in return.
These words threw the Third Madam into a panic. She tightened her grip on her fingers, her lips pressed tightly together, and remained silent.
"…………"
"Madam, how do you know?" Feng Qingge stood up, walked over to her side, and asked again.
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