Yong Xingchen knew from his expression that he shouldn't expect to get any useful information out of him. Fortunately, he already had someone he suspected, so even if he didn't say anything, he had a way to get him to talk.
"I heard that your wife has been returning to the Marquis's residence quite frequently lately. The child should be two years old by now, right? I just don't know if you're willing to part with him. The child is growing up without the protection of his parents. If the child has no parents, he must be very pitiful."
Fu Gui immediately raised his head, looking at his young master's nonchalant demeanor, but he never thought the young master was joking.
Because he knew that when the young master was angry, the angrier he was, the calmer his expression would be. On the contrary, if he got angry at you, it meant that the matter would be easily resolved.
At this moment, seeing the young master's calm expression, he knew that if he didn't confess, what the young master had just said would become a reality.
"I beg Your Highness to spare my child. My child is innocent and knows nothing."
Fu Gui quickly begged for mercy, hoping that he could be spared this time because he had served his master for more than ten years.
"Oh, so he's innocent. That's alright. My child is innocent too. Aren't you still scheming the same way? So it's normal for children to suffer the consequences of their parents' sins. Don't feel wronged."
At this moment, Yong Xingchen was so angry that she was about to explode. Fugui knew how to consider his child, so why didn't he know how to consider his child at all?
Their own child hasn't even been born yet, and they've already been schemed against. How innocent their child is!
"Fugui, I know even if you don't say it. I think it must be Wen Miaomiao who is plotting behind the scenes. I can't think of anyone else besides her."
In fact, Yong Xingcheng didn't want to see Fugui in front of him anymore. He simply waved to the guards beside him, telling them to quickly drag Fugui away.
"Keep them locked up for now, and when their family is reunited, we'll send them on their way properly."
Upon hearing this, Fugui was terrified and tried to grab the young master's leg, but he was held down by the guards behind him and couldn't move at all.
"My lord, please forgive me this time. I will never dare to do it again. I really didn't know what the young mistress was planning. I just mentioned it to you, young master, and I didn't think too much about it. It really has nothing to do with me."
Unfortunately, he was eventually dragged down and locked in the woodshed in the backyard.
Fu Gui's voice was so loud that Tang Baozhu, who was sitting on the bed, must have heard it, but she simply pretended not to.
Since they harbored evil intentions, they deserve whatever punishment they receive.
She was focused on sewing the clothes in her hands. This garment was a special undergarment made for Yong Xingchen. She didn't have to worry about tiring herself out by sewing a little bit every day.
If she were to rush the process, Yong Xingchen would be unwilling to do it, worried that it would be too much trouble for her. That's why she sews little by little every day, and after so many days, she's finally almost finished.
After sewing the last stitch, I picked it up and took a look. Sure enough, my skills were as good as ever.
Since Yong Xingchen was helping him resolve those potential dangers, this outfit was a reward for him and a way to express his gratitude to Jia.
That night, Yong Xingchen didn't return until Tang Baozhu went to sleep. However, the noise he made when he left the next day made her realize that he had indeed come back to sleep the night before.
Yong Xingchen spent the whole night dealing with matters, and he thoroughly investigated the brokerage firm where the two maids worked. Unexpectedly, the brokerage firm's matchmaker wasn't entirely innocent either. She had been arranged by the Marquis of Anshun's mansion to have the maids, who had been trained by the Anshun family since childhood, transferred through several hands and placed in the brokerage firm, just waiting for him to bring them in when he went to the brokerage firm to buy maids.
He knew that Wen Miaomiao couldn't just sit idly by and wait for Baozhu to give birth.
Last night, as soon as he confirmed this, he was thinking about whether he could take this opportunity to divorce Wen Miaomiao.
That way, Baozhu wouldn't need to be a concubine; she could simply become the Crown Prince's wife.
So before he left, he told the maids that he would be back a little late today and that he needed to go back to the Marquis's residence first.
He planned to return to the Marquis's residence to discuss the matter with his parents and see if the plan was feasible. After all, the young lady of his Anshun Marquis's residence wanted his Lin'an Marquis's residence to be extinct, so abandoning her and returning to his residence didn't seem like such a big deal.
Tang Baozhu had no idea that her man was planning to elevate her to the position of the Crown Prince's wife; even if she did know, she would probably just be happy for a moment.
After all, if she could do something productive, she certainly wouldn't want to be a concubine. At least when her own son is born, the status of a young master of a marquis's mansion would sound better.
So after the maid spoke, he quickly forgot about it and just waited quietly.
Because a man who loves you will present you with everything, so you don't have to fight for or compete with him.
As time passed, Tang Baozhu's belly grew bigger and bigger, and Yong Xingchen's idea of divorcing Wen Miaomiao never came to fruition.
Because she simply refused to admit that she intended to harm Baozhu and the child in Baozhu's womb, even though everyone knew she had ill intentions, her outright denial left no room for negotiation.
In the end, Yong Xingchen's parents were more decisive. They set up a small Buddhist shrine in the Marquis's mansion and had the heir's wife pray there every day, praying that the next generation of their family would have a better future.
If it weren't for the Marquis of Anshun's mansion as her backer, Wen Miaomiao would have really been divorced.
However, Anshun and the Marquis of Lin'an had never divorced their daughter. If they wanted to divorce her, they could just poison her to death. After all, she was born a member of the Marquis of Lin'an and would die a member of the Marquis of Lin'an.
Yong Xingchen and his family weren't heartless people. After all, she was his wife. Even though they had never liked her, they couldn't bear to watch her die. So, after discussing it, they simply locked her in the small Buddhist shrine.
After being locked in the small Buddhist shrine, Wen Miaomiao certainly didn't care, but she knew that everyone was watching her now, and it wouldn't be so convenient for her to do anything. However, she felt that she could endure it and wait for them to lower their guard before launching a decisive attack.
Therefore, a month before the child was born, Tang Baozhu was brought to the Marquis's mansion by Yong Xingchen and carried in as a secondary wife, which was considered to give her a full sense of ceremony.
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