Chapter 221 The Handkerchief Was Indeed Problematic
Zhou Congxian glanced in the direction of the next room, his brows furrowed as if he did not believe Song Jiyun's words.
Song Jiyun wiped away her tears. "I know you don't believe me, but Miss Meng went too far today."
"She knew perfectly well that her great-aunt was your grandmother, yet..."
She glanced at Zhou Congxian furtively, "Still...still cursing her..."
Zhou Congxian withdrew his gaze, his eyes showing displeasure.
"You have slandered Miss Meng more than once or twice, how can I trust you?"
Song Jiyun looked hurt.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, Your Highness. The most important thing is your great-aunt's health."
"The truth will come out when my great-aunt wakes up."
Zhou Congxian stopped talking, but wrung out a warm handkerchief and wiped his grandmother's cold hands.
Song Jiyun looked at his profile, her eyes turning cold.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Meng Shilan and the others about to leave.
She immediately exclaimed, "You can't leave!"
Meng Shilan turned and glanced at her. "Could it be that Miss Song is trying to extort money from me?"
"You!" Song Jiyun looked furious.
It seemed that Meng Shilan was rude and unreasonable, and she was bullied to the point that she couldn't retaliate.
Meng Shilan suddenly pointed to her cuff.
"Miss Song's handkerchief is about to fall out."
Song Jiyun instinctively covered his sleeve, a fleeting look of panic crossing his face.
The handkerchief was stained with medicinal powder.
After she tucked the handkerchief back into her sleeve and looked up, Meng Shilan was already gone.
It wasn't until they got into the carriage that Shuang'er asked the question.
"Did my sister discover something?"
Even she noticed that something was wrong with Song Jiyun.
Even with the protection of Old Madam Zhou, a woman without support is helpless.
He was always living under someone else's roof.
A month ago, she deliberately provoked him, and now she is deliberately inciting Madam Zhou's dissatisfaction with her sister.
Meng Shilan said, "Her fearlessness stems from her belief that she has found greater protection."
"I was just bluffing her."
"The crying scene was done quite well, but it felt strange that he didn't use a handkerchief."
"That was just confirming my suspicions."
She paused, then said, "Go find Wei Xun and tell him that Old Madam Zhou's illness today is related to Song Jiyun."
"Have him remind Zhou Congxian to keep an eye on things so that the handkerchief isn't destroyed."
After Dr. Cui examined Madam Zhou, Zhou Congxian had her carried onto the carriage.
Dean Cui stopped Zhou Congxian, saying, "Lord Zhou, please wait."
Zhou Congxian understood and took two steps back. "Professor Cui."
"My lord, please forgive my bluntness, but the old lady's pulse is rapid and her heart is in danger, yet it alternates between strong and weak, and her pulse is hollow."
"Lord Zhou could pay a little more attention to the old lady's diet and see if she has eaten anything she shouldn't have."
Zhou Congxian's lips twitched.
Things I shouldn't have eaten...
Dean Cui seemed to sigh, "I'll head back now."
Such things do happen.
In a power struggle, he poisoned an elder in his rival's household.
Upon returning from his three-year mourning period, he found himself in a state of political upheaval, with nowhere left to go.
His Majesty is in dire need of capable people right now, and Zhou Congxian is in trouble.
Many people fought tooth and nail for it.
In such matters, all he can do is offer a reminder.
After nightfall.
Meng Shilan tiptoed out of her daughter's bedroom.
The little girl has her own ideas now.
She wanted her own bedroom, but she didn't want to be far away from her mother.
She has never been separated from her mother since birth; only when she is with her mother can she feel at ease.
Meng Shilan then ordered someone to connect the two small rooms next door.
It's convenient for my daughter to find her anytime, and there's plenty of space to display her little trinkets.
Meng Shilan had just taken a step back when she bumped into a warm "wall".
She was so startled that she turned around abruptly.
"It appears out of nowhere! It scared me to death!"
She rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.
Zhou Congxian took out a paper package from his pocket. "You asked Wei Xun to remind me that there is indeed something wrong with this handkerchief."
Meng Shilan walked past him, saying, "Just because I'm reminding you doesn't mean I'll accept it just because Old Madam Zhou has insulted me."
"I know."
Zhou Congxian caught up with him, saying, "His Majesty has ordered me to keep quiet. Song Jiyun has other uses for him."
"How can I feel at ease leaving such a troublesome person by my grandmother's side?"
Meng Shilan sat down at the desk. "I think it's His Majesty who is overly panicked."
"Song Jiyun is unprepared, but his lack of awareness has already cost him the initiative."
"Even if he manages to return to Ule smoothly, can he prevent the legitimate young prince from ascending to the throne of Khan without losing a single soldier?"
As she spoke, she glanced at Zhou Congxian.
"Without a powerful backer, there's no point in keeping Song Jiyun around."
Although Meng Shilan had a second chance at life, she died young.
Based on the current timeline, she died last year.
She had long passed that point in time.
These are all brand new days.
She didn't know whether Song Jiyun had gotten involved with Wule in her previous life.
Zhou Congxian frowned slightly.
"His Majesty said that he would wait for the autumn hunt and had a new place for Song Jiyun, but he did not reveal a single word about it."
"This is the first time His Majesty has said nothing to me."
Meng Shilan opened the account book on the table. "Song Jiyun is now treating Old Madam Zhou as a puppet."
"Then find an excuse to send Madam Zhou away."
Zhou Congxian sat down opposite her.
"I have a bad feeling..."
Meng Shilan glanced at him briefly while looking at the account book, "What premonition? Are you afraid that Song Jiyun will stay at the Duke of Ying's mansion?"
In her previous life, Song Jiyun married Zhou Congxian.
In this life, Zhou Congxian destroyed the Song family.
The mother and her two children, who should have died, are still alive and well.
I don't know if it will follow the same trajectory as in the previous life.
Your Majesty is a wise ruler praised by everyone.
Since he already knew that Song Jiyun harbored ill intentions, and even warned Zhou Congxian not to alert the enemy, he must have made a decision to lure the enemy out.
Zhou Congxian glanced at her.
“There’s still almost a month until the autumn hunt, and I’m afraid something unexpected might happen.”
He frowned even more as he thought of what Imperial Physician Cui had said.
Meng Shilan didn't know how Zhou Congxian separated the two of them.
Until the autumn hunt, she did not see Song Jiyun jumping around anymore.
The autumn hunt took place in Weichang. The late emperor loved hunting and would come to Weichang for the autumn hunt almost every year.
The Zhenguo Duke's mansion still has a complete tiger skin in its storeroom, which was hunted by the late emperor himself and later bestowed upon Meng Yushan.
This autumn hunt is a chance for the young men of each family to show off their skills in front of His Majesty.
The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion only housed women, children, and infants.
Meng Shilan didn't know how to hunt, so she brought a lot of spices.
They were just waiting for them to return from hunting so they could share the fresh meat.
The tents at the autumn hunting grounds have been repaired.
Upon entering the hunting grounds, palace servants led us to the tents of the various households.
The ladies and gentlemen who knew each other in the neighborhood had already started visiting each other.
Only the tent of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, which was closest to the imperial tent and second only to the Seventh Prince, was deserted and empty.
Meng Shilan made a name for herself in the battle at the Ni Chang Embroidery Shop.
If the previous rumors were all just that, then the incident at Ni Chang Manor was something she herself admitted to.
Almost everyone avoided it.
Just casually, I cast a curious glance at you.
Fu'er took Xuan'er's hand and went straight next door to play with Xiao Lin.
Meng Shilan stayed in the tent and set out the small grill that he had specially ordered the blacksmith to make.
"Miss Meng."
She turned around, saw the person at the door, and a smile flashed in her eyes.
"Come in quickly."
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