Last night.
Xianxin returned to the Ulanara family mansion late at night. She forced a smile as she saw Wang Jinzhong off, and was immediately summoned to the courtyard of the Xilinjueluo family.
When she came out of the courtyard of the Xilin Jueluo family, she was supporting a woman. The woman was hunched over and had her head down. She was wearing a summer dress that was considered fashionable in the capital a few years ago. However, the dress she was wearing at this time of year looked thin and frail.
The mocking looks from the young maids under the eaves did not cause Xianxin any emotional fluctuation.
However, her birth mother suddenly looked at her with some concern, looking at her beautiful, intelligent, and discreet daughter. After a moment, she lowered her eyes and did not rush to ask the questions in her heart.
Her last glance fell on the sleeve of Xianxin's right hand, where it was damp. However, because the color of the clothes was light blue, it was not noticeable. It was only because Xianxin was supporting her that she noticed it.
Xianxin's birth mother's surname was Zhang. She was of low status and not worthy of respect. She was the last one to be bought into the household by the absurd second branch of the Ulanara clan, and was not even looked down upon by people of Xilinjueluo clan.
Madam Zhang was used to being cautious and prudent, so this time she only touched Xianxin's sleeve subtly, and found that it was already half dry.
The worry in her eyes deepened, and she naturally assumed that her daughter had been mistreated by her cousin, the Fourth Prince's wife.
Xianxin was very observant, and she quickly noticed it as well. She straightened her sleeves, a look of annoyance flashing in her eyes.
The members of the Ulanara clan all lived together. Xianxin and Zhang returned to the second branch of the clan. She listened quietly as Zhang choked up and told her about her grievances.
She glanced around the room, wondering how cold it would get in winter. She remembered that her cousin used the finest silver charcoal in winter, which was smokeless and difficult to extinguish...
She silently grasped Zhang's hand to warm it: "Mother, just a few more years, just a few more years and we'll be able to live a good life."
Her voice was quiet, as still as a dry well, but her face was beaming with a smile.
Her dear cousin must be incredibly busy right now, right?
It was as if Heaven had blessed her with such a good opportunity. Originally, she only wanted to get closer to the concubine's child. She heard that the Second Princess was playing in the garden, but unexpectedly, she didn't run into the Second Princess, but instead encountered the lonely First Prince.
Heaven knows how fast her heart was beating at that time. The daughter of the Fourth Prince's beloved concubine was far more intriguing than the eldest prince, who was standing in front of her good cousin's son, the second prince.
It was also a stroke of luck that she saw the eldest prince tumble into the pond in the garden with his own eyes. So it wasn't her doing; it was the eldest prince who accidentally fell into the water.
She was initially worried that the servants around the eldest prince would arrive too quickly, and after pushing the eldest prince into the water, they would have to look around to check on him. At that moment, she had already made up her mind to die...
If she were discovered, she would insist on blaming her good cousin. Even if she couldn't exchange one life for another, she could still use the life of the deceased eldest prince to become a deep thorn stuck between the fourth prince and her cousin.
That day, it seemed that heaven was on her side. Not only did the eldest prince, who had been pinned down, not struggle or shout much, but she soon heard a woman's voice.
"Aren't you the servants of the First Prince? What are you doing here?"
"The eldest prince? I just saw him go into the bamboo forest. You all hurry, don't delay the mission..."
So, the servants around the eldest prince were naturally led to the bamboo grove on the other side, which delayed Xianxin for a while.
Although Xianxin had been invited to the mansion by her good cousin many times, she only knew a general idea about the people in the Fourth Master's harem. In fact, if she met them in person, she wouldn't be able to tell who was who.
Moreover, having only heard a few faint sounds, she found it even more difficult to discern the details.
But for Xianxin, none of that mattered. All she needed to know was that there were people who didn't want the First Prince to live, and perhaps, like her, didn't want the Princess Consort to have a good life.
Since she represented her good cousin at the Fourth Master's residence, and that person didn't show his face, Xianxin wasn't too curious.
If a child is gone, that's it. But if the death of a child can bring her and her mother a better life in the future, then there is nothing she wouldn't be willing to do.
Human life is nothing more than a blade of grass.
Instead of wasting time pitying and sympathizing with others, you should think about the hardships you're going through. Why should everyone else have a good life? Xianxin doesn't believe in those sayings. Your fate is in your own hands.
Just a few more years, just a few more years, my dear cousin...
Xianxin let out a deep breath, her smile slowly fading.
Although she reacted quickly and did everything without any hesitation, one should not become arrogant and complacent because of temporary gains.
Concealing one's abilities is always the most challenging thing to do in terms of endurance.
Meanwhile, at the Fourth Prince's residence, the First Wife was indeed in a state of utter distress.
Xianxin returned to the manor yesterday, and she doesn't have time to care about Xianxin right now.
The date for the eldest prince's burial has not yet been set. During the day, many people came and went to the south courtyard, but the fourth prince only asked her to take care of the second prince. It meant that the eldest prince's funeral arrangements were not for the princess consort to worry about for the time being.
Originally, it was nothing. The Fujin had long been prepared to be suspected by the Fourth Prince. Although she was a little unhappy, in the evening, Fulu, who was by the Fourth Prince's side, quietly came to the main courtyard and asked Wang Jinzhong to leave.
The princess was not afraid of what Wang Jinzhong might say, but she still couldn't help feeling uneasy.
She didn't intentionally bring about the matter of the eldest prince; it's just that Wang Jinzhong, aside from not interfering in the eldest prince's affairs, did quite a bit in other areas as well.
The Princess Consort wasn't afraid of the Fourth Prince asking about the First Prince, but she was afraid that Wang Jinzhong would reveal something else.
After much anticipation, the Fourth Master returned to the mansion, but Wang Jinzhong was still nowhere to be seen.
Then the Fourth Prince went straight to Li Shi's place in the East Courtyard, and the Fujin almost fainted from anger.
She was anxious that Wang Jinzhong might be dead, and she also thought that at this critical juncture, if Fourth Master went to that slut Li, wouldn't he be listening to Li's pillow talk?
What good things could possibly come out of Li's mouth...?
The Fujin was so anxious that she lost her appetite for dinner. When Wang Jinzhong returned late at night, she ignored his injuries and, after learning the truth, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She waved her hand and had someone help Wang Jinzhong away. Finally, she told him to take good care of himself during this time.
Despite the October weather, the Princess Consort still felt suffocated and sweaty, and felt a surge of irritability. Meanwhile, the Second Prince started crying again in the side room. The Princess Consort patiently went to check on him, comforted him for a while, and then came out with a smile on her face.
Wang Jinzhong has returned safely, which means that the Fourth Prince didn't find out anything, so there's nothing to be afraid of. All she needs to do now is maintain the dignity of the Fujin (Prince's wife).
However, it was quite late when the Fujin went to sleep. The next day, she heard that the Fourth Prince had summoned Su Peisheng to deliver a message that the funeral arrangements for the First Prince had been finalized. He also said that the matter of dealing with the servants in the South Courtyard would be handled entirely by Consort Wu of the South Courtyard.
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