Chapter 19 Danger
Guan Yi'an patted her reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'm sincere towards you and I won't let you suffer any grievances in the Guan family. Yesterday, I was so angry with Prince Lu and Meng Lingge that I spoke without thinking and said so many hurtful things to you."
“I know, I know…” Meng Huanyan cried, her face streaked with tears. “I don’t blame my husband. But you know that when I was in the Prime Minister’s residence, I was served by maids. There were four maids just to take care of my daily needs. Now I don’t ask for much. Just hire one maid to serve me. This room is still empty except for a bed and a table. Would it be alright if you could also get me a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a few trunks?”
Her request was not unreasonable and was quite reasonable.
Guan Yi'an frowned as he listened. It wasn't that he was reluctant, but the Guan family had no other income besides his monthly salary. Most of his salary was given to his parents, and the little he had left was barely enough to cover his own expenses. Where would he find the extra money to hire maids and buy furniture for Meng Huanyan?
It's even more impossible for my parents to come up with the money.
“Huanyan, the Guan family is not like the Prime Minister’s family. Your father has been an official for over thirty years, and his ancestors were wealthy, so he naturally has many servants and is quite generous. The Guan family are just ordinary people. Although I have now passed the imperial examination and entered officialdom, it has only been half a year. So it’s not that I don’t want to prepare things for you, but I’m really short of money. How about this, when you return to your parents’ home in three days, your father-in-law’s anger will have subsided. If you mention it a couple of times, perhaps he can give you some extra dowry, and these things can be resolved.”
"I understand," Meng Huanyan said outwardly, but inwardly she was very dissatisfied.
The reason she was so determined to win over Guan Yi'an was not only because she liked the man, but also because she wanted to prove to her father that she was better than her older sister, and that even if her father didn't stand up for her, she could easily get everything she wanted on her own.
Now that she has just married into the family, she has already bowed down to her father. Doesn't that prove that she has lost? She has already achieved the first victory. As long as she endures for a while, and Guan Yi'an is promoted and then made his wife, that will be the time for her to hold her head high.
Then Guan Yi'an can hand over his monthly salary to her to manage, and she will be able to get whatever she wants.
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Inside the Prince Anshun's mansion, on their way back, Meng Lingge and Wen Zhiming were holding Meng Lingge's hand with one hand while dismantling the nine-linked rings with the other.
“Little Ling’er, look…” Wen Zhiming waved the object in his hand, excitedly holding it up to Meng Lingge’s eyes. The nine interlocking rings that had been linked together had now been untied, forming a long row of individual rings.
However, after walking through a long corridor, Wen Zhiming solved the complex and intricate nine-linked rings with one hand.
Although it was the first time Meng Lingge had seen this item, she was immediately drawn to its design and knew that unraveling it would not be easy.
Seeing how quickly Wen Zhiming deconstructed things, I can't help but doubt my own judgment.
"Your Highness is truly intelligent. May I have the opportunity to try?"
"Little Ling'er, give it a try." Wen Zhiming smiled, his eyebrows like crescent moons. With a slight flick of his wrist, the single ring became a nine-linked ring again.
Meng Lingge took the rings and tried to untangle them as she walked, but after struggling for a long time, she still couldn't solve them. So she asked the maids behind her to try one by one, but even when they returned to their room, the nine-linked rings were still tightly entangled.
"Let me do it." Wen Zhiming snatched it away. Before anyone could react, the nine-linked rings were manipulated in his hands and transformed into a long string of independent rings.
Meng Lingge's eyes sparkled.
How could a mentally challenged person do this?
But if he was faking it, he shouldn't have been exposed in such a trivial matter as the nine-linked rings.
If he wasn't faking it, why is his IQ in this area higher than that of ordinary people?
Wen Zhiming's condition had been treated by many imperial physicians, so it shouldn't have been kept secret from so many excellent physicians. However, since Wen Zhiming still retained extremely high talent in certain areas, it proved that his condition was not so serious as to be incurable.
If the imperial physicians cannot cure it, perhaps we can try folk healers.
Meng Lingge felt a glimmer of hope. Although she did not dislike Wen Zhiming's current state, the thought of curing him and bringing back the brilliant and extraordinary Prince Wen was something that excited her just to think about.
However, this matter cannot be rushed, and truly skilled folk healers are even rarer to find.
The most important thing right now is how to live safely and comfortably in the Prince's Mansion in Anshun.
After all, Wen Kehao and Wen Weizhu, whom she met today, were both eyeing her covetously.
Although Qiu Lan was good at inquiring, they had only just arrived at the Prince Anshun's Mansion and were not familiar with the place, so they could not be sure whether the information provided by others was true.
The quickest and easiest way to find out what kind of people these two are usually is to ask Wen Zhiming directly.
"Husband, does your third brother often send you things?"
“I send them often. My third brother is doing well.” Wen Zhiming said with a relaxed expression and a smile on his lips.
Through her observations over the past two days, Meng Lingge knew that his expression indicated he was very happy and joyful.
As the heir apparent, Wen Zhiming had no shortage of people willing to put in effort for him. The fact that he was so satisfied with this half-brother clearly showed that Wen Kehao was more adept at this than others.
Ordinary things don't catch Wen Zhiming's eye. Wen Kehao searches everywhere for these rare and unusual things. Is it really just to make his brother happy, or is there another motive?
Meng Lingge couldn't see through it for the time being.
But her intuition told her that Wen Kehao was dangerous.
Meng Lingge suppressed her emotions and continued to ask, "What about my second sister? Is she good to her husband?"
That girl, who was just as good at faking a smile as Meng Huanyan, must also be a master of putting on a show.
Upon hearing the words "Second Sister," Wen Zhiming frowned and threw the nine-linked rings aside.
"Second sister is not well."
The second sister treated him very well when other people were around, but when it was just the second sister and him alone, she looked at him with disdain and didn't call him "elder brother".
He knew his second sister didn't like him.
Therefore, the second sister is not good.
Seeing him with his head down and brows furrowed, Meng Lingge suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
"Did she bully you? Husband, why don't you tell Mother?"
Wen Zhiming shook his head. "I don't like her. I don't want Mother to be sad."
He spoke vaguely, but Meng Lingge understood.
He didn't like Wen Weizhu, so he didn't care.
He didn't want his mother to be sad over such trivial matters.
Even though her husband is mentally challenged, he is still so filial and insightful. If he were to regain his senses, he would be an extraordinary genius.
Meng Lingge took his hand and said earnestly, "Then my husband will tell me everything, big or small, from now on, okay?"
Wen Zhiming tilted his head and nodded, "Tell Xiaoling'er."
On the other side, Wen Kehao returned to her room and closed the door with a cold face.
A guard emerged from the shadows of the room and knelt on one knee before him, saying, "Third Master, I have investigated. The Crown Princess and the Crown Prince consummated their marriage last night, and the silk cloth used to verify chastity has been examined by the matron of the bedroom."
"roll!"
Upon hearing this news, Wen Kehao's eyes turned red with anger. After the guards withdrew, he took the long sword hanging on the wall and slashed it directly at a vase of flowers on the table.
The flower was cut in half, with one half remaining on the branch and the other half scattered all over the ground.
Disgust flashed in Wen Kehao's eyes, and three words burst out fiercely from the corner of his mouth.
"Meng Lingge!"
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