Weiwei feigned surprise, opening her mouth wide: "Mother, how could this happen? Have you seen a doctor?"
Master Meng forced a cold smile and said, "My face is fine, but your mother's condition is not good."
Not good. Did he beat you up or kill you?
Her questions to him were not only a deliberate attempt to divert his attention, but also a test.
Since Master Meng was willing to answer her question, the situation here should not be as serious as she had imagined.
She pointed to the courtyard behind her, her face full of doubt: "Daughter-in-law has only been out for a short while, does Father know where everyone inside has gone?"
"Where's Zhixuan? He's gone too!"
Master Meng remained silent, his expression still extremely gloomy.
Wei Wei's expression gradually turned unpleasant.
Could it be that what I said to him this morning was actually true? Is Meng Zhixuan really not his son?
In a fit of rage, he not only killed him, but also made everyone in the courtyard pay with their lives.
Wei Wei was somewhat incredulous; was the truth really that dramatic?
Master Meng seemed to know what she was thinking. After a long while, his expression softened and he shook his head: "Don't think too much. Zhixuan is my son, and I won't do anything to him."
Wei Wei's eyes flashed, and she immediately asked again, "Where are their people?"
She didn't care whether Meng Zhixuan was alive or dead; she only cared whether Xiao Qiao'er and Aunt Leng's lives were threatened!
Master Meng's injured face trembled slightly, his original demeanor completely ruined, and his fierce aura intensified.
But perhaps because Wei Wei's tone was relatively pleasant, he was willing to explain a few things.
"The doctor said his illness was very serious and he needed to recuperate in a very quiet place. All the maids around him went to the estate with him."
"The doctor? He went to the estate?"
Wei Wei asked, word by word, "Which doctor? And which estate?"
Master Meng had no intention of revealing this.
He simply said, "The doctor said he needs to rest, so don't disturb him anymore."
Wei Wei laughed angrily: "He is my husband. I only care about him and I want to take care of him myself. Now you have taken him away, and I don't even know where he is."
"Father, do you think I've harmed him?"
Master Meng's eyes flickered, and finally a hint of hesitation appeared on his face: "You know that the Meng family has had a lot of bad luck lately. Someone told me that this was not an accident, but something that was deliberately done."
Wei Wei's hands clenched tightly inside her sleeves, but her face was filled with disdain: "Who told you that? Does Father trust them? What if he is the one who did it behind the scenes?"
Master Meng, however, was quite certain: "He is Zhixuan's friend, and Zhixuan trusts him very much."
Weiwei finally realized something was wrong, and cold sweat began to appear on her back.
"Zhixuan trusts him a lot? Has Zhixuan really woken up?"
Her eyes were fixed on Master Meng without blinking, and she showed some joy.
No, not at all.
Master Meng paused for a moment: "Not long after you left home today, a man claiming to be Zhixuan's friend came to the door with a doctor."
He said, "Although I don't know him, he brought with him the imperial physician from the palace."
The imperial physician in the palace... the imperial physician in the palace!
Wei Wei's eyelashes trembled. So, Jiang Changhe and the others are from the palace?
Even if not, they are probably still highly respected figures in the capital who can only look up to them.
No wonder, no wonder dealing with these powerless merchants is like slaughtering chickens and geese.
They might even feel that these people are simply too unprofessional, having sullied their pristine hands.
Wei Wei felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Still in a daze, Master Meng's words continued, sometimes near, sometimes far: "I agreed to let them see Zhixuan, just to give it a try. Although Zhixuan couldn't speak, it seemed like he could hear."
Master Meng looked over: "When he heard that man's voice, he actually reached out and tightly grabbed the man's robe. It was as if the robe was a lifeline!"
"Wei, you've been taking care of Zhixuan for so long, haven't you noticed anything?"
Wei Wei's eyes finally focused, her voice trembling as she looked on between tears and laughter: "Really? Zhi Xuan can really hear me? It must be because I talk to him every day... He must be getting better soon!"
Her excitement was genuine; even the maid beside her had tears in her eyes and kept saying, "That's wonderful! That's wonderful!"
"The young mistress no longer has to shed tears and blame herself in front of the young master every day!"
Wei Wei also smiled and said, "This is indeed something to be very happy about."
"It is Zhixuan's blessing to have such a friend, and it is also the blessing of our Meng family."
These words were difficult to say, and Wei Wei had to dig her nails into her palms to barely control her emotions.
She asked him sincerely, "Father, do you know that friend's name? Your daughter-in-law wants to go and thank him in person."
Master Meng's wary gaze finally completely disappeared.
He never believed that Wei was that smart. If that person hadn't kept saying that his son's coma was too suspicious, he wouldn't have even needed to test him!
Upon being asked, he could only vaguely reply, "I don't know either. Let's talk about it when Zhixuan is better."
"That person won't mind."
Looking at that shameful appearance, Wei Wei couldn't help but sneer, feeling that she had to do something to vent her anger.
"My father has transferred everyone away, what will happen to my daughter-in-law?"
Wei Wei suddenly stopped smiling, and her face turned into an extremely distressed expression: "Some of them are people I use around me, and I can only get used to them."
Master Meng didn't care whether she was used to it or not. Now that he was relieved, he had no intention of staying here any longer.
He simply said, "We'll buy some more people later. These next few days, you'll have to make this girl by your side work a little harder."
Having said that, he turned and was about to leave.
Wei Wei was unwilling. He could come and go as he pleased; it was far too easy for him.
"Father."
Her voice rose slightly: "I just want to make myself feel better so that Zhixuan won't worry when he comes back..."
"Haven't you noticed how much more haggard I've become lately? Can you bear to see Zhixuan worrying about me again?"
She pressed on: "I know that things are in chaos at home right now, so it's not good to let that matchmaker bring people in, but she can bring them to the estate. Zhixuan will definitely be willing to trade with me."
Master Meng's eye twitched, and he really wanted to scold him: "You're overthinking things! Stop trying to glorify yourself!"
But ultimately, they are unwilling to reveal their true colors now.
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