Chapter 207 You're the one who wronged Yun'er back then
Zhou Congxian glared at her angrily, "Your legs are just healed, and you're doing something so reckless!"
Meng Shilan glanced at the fierce battle in the pavilion with lingering fear.
"Lord Qin said that the unsuspecting person was too vigilant and it wouldn't be easy to trick them out. He assured me that he was just looking for danger..."
"You believe him just because he promises it!"
He was wrong when he heard Fu'er say that she and Princess Yalan were having tea in the water garden.
Princess Yalan had already secretly left the capital with Duke Meng.
He said that a few days ago, Old Qin said he had a way but didn't tell him.
So that's how it works!
Meng Shilan said, "Since Lord Qin has begged me, I can't refuse."
The two were talking when a loud bang occurred.
A splash of water erupted on the lake's surface.
Unaware of the danger, he jumped into the water, hoping to escape by swimming away.
Meng Shilan exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't realize he could swim! He's trying to escape!"
The guard laughed, "Miss Meng, don't worry. Lord Qin has already laid a trap. He is truly a man of foresight."
The Ule people are not good at swimming, and they all thought that Lord Qin had chosen the water garden as the capture point to prevent the suspect from escaping unnoticed.
As it turned out, Lord Qin said that it was difficult to catch them in the sky or on the ground, but the best place to catch them was in the water.
Although Bucha was a Uleman, he was cunning and would always try to surprise people the more predictable they were.
In short, Lord Qin made a prediction that he didn't realize was a prediction.
Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he fell into the water, a large net pulled him up.
Zhou Congxian, “…”
It really is the internet...
Meng Shilan: "He's been arrested, but what about Cheng Liyuan?"
At the White Horse Temple, Princess Yalan took her to eavesdrop.
A general of one country actually colluded with a prince of another country.
Zhou Congxian said, "Your Majesty still has a use for him."
“The camp is different from other places. These men are full of courage and have great respect for the general. Your Majesty will have to put in some effort if you want to subdue the southern border.”
Before he knew it, he was pulled up, and his fierce eyes stared at the two of them.
"Did he think that without me, that brat with yellow hair who hasn't even grown all his teeth could sit on the throne of Khan?!"
Meng Shilan returned to him the words he had spoken in the pavilion.
"There's no need for Prince Bucha to worry about that."
Unbeknownst to them, they were taken away.
Zhou Congxian then looked at her, "Why have you been avoiding me these past few days?"
"Who's avoiding you?"
She glanced at him and said, "I'm busy."
Meng Shilan wrung out her sleeves, which had gotten wet on the boat ride. "There's nothing else here, so I'll head back now."
She turned to leave.
Zhou Congxian followed closely behind, "I still don't understand why you were angry a few days ago, what I did wrong..."
It would have been better if we hadn't mentioned it.
Upon hearing this, Meng Shilan glanced at him.
He shut his mouth and fell silent.
She snorted, feeling angry as she thought about how Song Jiyun had deliberately disgusted her in front of her that day.
"Are past mistakes no longer considered mistakes?"
Zhou Congxian, “...Okay.”
The two had just stepped out of the water garden when a servant from the Duke of England's mansion arrived.
"Young Master, the Old Madam has fainted. The Duke requests your return!"
"Dizzy again?" Zhou Congxian frowned.
My grandmother has always been in good health, but she has already fainted twice in just a few days.
"You should go back first."
Although Meng Shilan had some resistance to the British Duke's Mansion.
However, Madam Zhou was extremely protective of her own children and treated her grandchildren very well.
Zhou Congxian went back.
In the Duke of England's mansion, everyone in the old lady's Songhe Hall was watching the imperial physician with bated breath.
Physician Cui stroked his beard, his brows furrowed.
"How has the old lady been eating lately?"
Mrs. Gao said, "The old lady has had a good appetite these past few days, and she can eat half a bowl more rice than usual."
She thought for a moment, "Lately I've been craving sweets and eat several pieces of pastry every day."
Physician Cui nodded, then continued, "Is it possible to urinate frequently?"
Ms. Gao said, "It happens frequently; now I have to get up once in the middle of the night or during the day."
"The old lady used to sleep very well and rarely got up at night."
The Duke was somewhat worried. "Imperial Physician Cui, my mother rarely even catches a cold, but she has fainted twice in just a few days."
In the Great Sheng Dynasty, filial piety is paramount. If the old lady dies, he and Xian'er will have to observe a three-year mourning period.
The Li brothers are still at home, but the court has undergone a complete transformation. When they return, they will only be minor officials on the fringes.
How many people still remember the once bustling Li family?
Old Li has long since become Old Qin.
Physician Cui put away the pulse pillow. "Your Excellency need not worry. I will prescribe some more decoctions."
"But the elderly are old and their bodies can't compare to those of young people. If they faint again, we need to be more vigilant."
Zhou Congxian hurriedly returned. As soon as he passed through the moon gate, he saw Song Jiyun squatting on the ground, pouring something from a small paper packet into the medicine.
His expression turned cold, and he stepped forward to grab her wrist.
"What are you doing!"
The yellow powder in the herbal decoction was still floating on top, conspicuously visible, before it could be stirred away!
Song Jiyun cried out in pain and was pulled up.
The small paper packet in my hand was also forced to be raised.
“Brother Xian…no, Your Highness…”
A hint of guilt flashed in her eyes.
Zhou Congxian noticed, "What did you put there?"
He suddenly tightened his fingers, and Song Jiyun's wrist immediately hurt so much that tears welled up in his eyes.
"Your Highness, you've misunderstood me."
The noise in the courtyard startled the people inside the house.
When the Duke saw Song Jiyun getting entangled with his son again, he reprimanded him.
"You can't even brew a simple herbal decoction! It's a shame the old lady protects you so much!"
Zhou Congxian pulled the paper package out of her hand; it still had a slightly bitter smell.
He looked at her coldly, "You're not stupid enough to frame your grandmother. She's the only one protecting you now."
“This is a tonic, but you’ve made it look like this, which is misleading, and you’ve put it here. This not only makes people misunderstand your ‘good intentions,’ but also makes your grandmother feel even more sorry for you.”
"Your acting is very poor."
Seeing the mockery in his eyes, Song Jiyun's eyes quickly filled with tears.
"Everything I do is an act, but I only want to do it for my great-aunt. It's enough if it makes her smile."
"Your Highness, you are now the newly risen official Zhou, so busy that you're nowhere to be seen for days. If you're not going to put on an act, will you come?"
Large tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.
“I am guilty because my surname is Song, but my great-aunt’s surname is Song, and she is innocent.”
“You go to the Duke of Zhenguo’s mansion more often than you come back. If you didn’t know better, you’d think the Duke of Zhenguo’s heir had been replaced.”
The last sentence was full of irony.
There was no longer any trace of his obsession with Zhou Congxian in Song Jiyun's eyes.
The only thing they feel is resentment towards Old Madam Zhou, as if Zhou Congxian is now the unfilial grandson.
"Yun'er".
Old Madam Zhou had woken up at some point.
He stood at the door, looking at her with eyes full of excitement.
Song Jiyun immediately ran forward, "Great-aunt!"
Old Madam Zhou held her hand tightly, "Did they bully you?"
"No!" she quickly shook her head in denial. "Great-aunt, please go back and rest!"
Madam Zhou shielded her behind her, saying, "Although I am old, my hearing is very good; I am not deaf."
Then she looked at her grandson.
"Xian'er, you were the one who wronged Yun'er back then, and now you still misunderstand her."
"Besides, Yun'er is right. You are now the majestic Lord Zhou, not my grandson, Song Cuihe!"
"grandmother……"
Zhou Congxian was interrupted by Old Madam Zhou as soon as he opened his mouth.
"You don't need to call me grandmother. Yun'er alone is enough to be filial to me!"
Old Madam Zhou led Song Jiyun back into the house.
Zhou Congxian stared at the entrance of Songhetang, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
Song Jiyun's actions, just as he himself said, were deliberately meant to be seen only by his grandmother.
If she only wanted to seek refuge in the Duke of England's mansion and quietly serve her grandmother, her grandmother would naturally protect her.
The moment Song Jiyun turned around, a flash of coldness crossed her eyes, disappearing in an instant.
The objective has been achieved.
No one can drive her away anymore.
In the entire British Duke's mansion, what talisman was more effective than that of Old Madam Zhou?
Do you want her to obediently become a servant girl?
She will get back exactly what she lost!
So what if it's Miss Meng?
She'll go to hell just the same way!
*
The Zhang family of the Marquis of Wanning, the maternal family of the Empress.
Madam Zhang's 70th birthday.
The place was bustling with activity and people coming and going.
Marquis of Wanning was only granted the title of Marquis after the Empress entered the palace.
Previously, he was not prominent in Beijing.
After His Majesty ascended the throne, the Empress Dowager personally appointed the eldest daughter of the former Grand Secretary Chen as Empress.
At this time, both the imperial court and the harem were under the control of the Empress Dowager.
After the Empress Dowager returned power to the court, Empress Chen died suddenly in the palace.
Regarding the selection of the successor, everyone assumed it would come from one of the most powerful families.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty personally selected the Zhang family, a count's mansion that had fallen into ruin and was almost forgotten.
The Zhang family didn't even appoint a new heir.
If the Earl passes away a hundred years from now, the Zhang family's title will come to an end.
Their descendants will no longer be able to obtain official positions through favors.
Just then, the imperial edict arrived at the Zhang family and knocked the family members unconscious.
The second daughter of the Zhang family entered the empress's palace.
Only then did some people begin to speculate whether His Majesty had already taken a liking to Miss Zhang when he was a prince, but was unable to do so due to circumstances, which is why it has been delayed until now.
The truth is now unknown.
However, the Empress did not come from any powerful or noble family.
Meng Shilan was unfamiliar with the aristocratic families, and even less so with the Zhang family.
Since they were coming to offer birthday wishes, Zhou Congxian spoke to her briefly.
His Majesty favors the Zhang family because they have no powerful roots and do not rely on anyone.
Only after she got out of the car did she truly realize how poor the Zhang family had been in the past...
The three-courtyard residence was truly inconspicuous in the capital city, where powerful and wealthy people were everywhere.
The titles and honors bestowed upon founding heroes have been passed down to this state; it seems the Zhang family's descendants truly lack capable individuals...
In the end, it was only through her daughter's entry into the palace and becoming empress that her life was brought back to normal...
"Miss Meng from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion has arrived!"
There was a pale-faced old man with a high-pitched voice at the door.
This is the same eunuch His Majesty sent to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion last time to help identify people.
It's perfectly normal that the Meng family doesn't know anyone.
But even the Zhang family, who have lived in the capital for years, don't know anyone there; they're truly quite marginalized...
The Marquis of Wanning's residence was not spacious enough; once inside...
Let alone admiring the flowers, being able to drink a cup of tea is considered being treated by the host.
"The Marquis of Wanning is a marquis now, how come he still lives in such a small house..."
"The Earl of Huaiyang's mansion is also an earldom, with such a magnificent residence..."
"Keep your voice down. Do you think this is still the Zhang family as before?"
The group walked toward the flower hall, muttering to themselves.
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