Chapter 119 Which unlucky wife is this?
"Very good. I'm sorry to have let Master Mu spend the money. I will accept the consultation fee."
Song Yu closed the lid happily, with mixed feelings.
She just casually saved a big golden leg!
Seeing this, Mu Jingxing pursed his lips slightly. Miss Song was actually a money-grubber. "Everyone, let's have dinner."
Mu Jingxing picked up the chopsticks, and then Princess Qingyang and others started eating.
Han Ruxue took a special look at Song Yu and found that her table manners were very standard.
It doesn't look like a deliberate disguise, every movement is natural.
When he looked away, he caught a glimpse of Mu Jingxing, who always had a cold face, looking at Song Yu with a smile on his face.
Han Ruxue was slightly startled when she saw this. She turned her head to look at Xiao Chengqian, and was relieved to see that his expression was normal.
After the meal, the Jiang family went back home. Mu Jingxing watched the Jiang family's carriage go away before turning back home.
"Brother, tell me the truth. You were in the mood to paint today, and you prepared such a sumptuous lunch with a combination of delicacies from both north and south. Did you know Miss Song before?"
Mu Jingxing's face was stern again. "I just met Miss Song at the Jiang Mansion yesterday. If I hadn't sent the eye ointment to the Jiang family, I wouldn't have known that Miss Song knew a little about medicine. I invited her to try, and I didn't expect her to diagnose the problem. She's also Guanchen's cousin, so naturally I have to treat her well."
Mu Chuqing raised his eyebrows. "Brother, why are you explaining so much? You were too lazy to explain in the past. She is from Jiangnan, and you often go to Jiangnan. You must have known Miss Song for a long time."
Mu Jingxing: ...
"Have you finished copying the Heart Sutra a hundred times that I asked you to do last time?"
"Brother, if you continue like this, you'll be left alone. No one will want you!"
Mu Chuqing turned around and ran away angrily.
My eldest brother is so scary, he can turn against you at any time!
"Mom, we're back."
"Sister Yu, have you diagnosed Madam Mu's illness?"
Feng Yingying couldn't wait to pull Song Yu over and ask.
"Yeah, the diagnosis is out."
"Mother, my cousin not only diagnosed the disease, but also cured Madam Mu directly."
"What? So fast?"
Cheng Qingmeng said, "Madam Mu is poisoned. If we delay any longer, my cousin will be helpless."
"Poisoned? Who dares to murder Madam Mu?"
"It's Prince Mu!"
Feng Yingying's expression changed. "It's fake, right?"
"Cousin Meng, if you tell me half of it and leave the other half, it will scare people to death. Let me tell you."
Jiang Guanchen explained the cause of the poisoning to Feng Yingying in detail.
"I see. Fortunately, no one in our house likes Podocarpus. You guys should go back and have some rest."
Feng Yingying sent all the younger generations away and sat in the hall waiting for Li Da to come and report.
At the end of the afternoon, Li Da returned and said, "Madam, Madam Cheng left the Jiang residence and went straight back to the Cheng residence."
"You didn't go anywhere else?"
"Not only did he not go anywhere else, but no one else came to the Cheng Mansion this afternoon."
Feng Yingying was puzzled. Could it be that Old Madam Cheng had kept the 1,000 taels in her private vault?
This doesn't make sense.
It's not easy for Old Madam Cheng to make some private money, so what methods can't she use?
Did his son have to go to the border to come up with this idea?
The carriage has left the city and is hidden in the orchard. The money must be for the concubine, there is no doubt about it.
"Can you find a way to sneak into the Cheng Mansion and find out?"
"Ma'am, we've sneaked in at night these days and found nothing unusual."
"Then are there any nieces, cousins, or similar relatives from Old Madam Cheng's family living in the Cheng family?"
Li Da shook his head. "The Cheng family's second courtyard is home to Second Madam Zhang's nephew, who is only eight years old. The remaining courtyards are home to Second Master Cheng's concubines."
Concubine?
Could it be that Cheng Xiao’s mistress is hiding in there to hide from others?
"Keep an eye on Mr. Cheng's concubines these days to see who frequently visits Madam Cheng's courtyard."
"yes."
"Wait, no need, has Meng Guangde been out of the house these past two days?"
"I went to a teahouse and discussed medical skills with several doctors. There was nothing unusual."
"Next, I'll keep a close eye on him. I want to know all his movements."
"yes."
After Feng Yingying finished giving the instructions, she went to look for Jiang Yunshu.
I asked indirectly which of Mr. Cheng's concubines was pregnant.
"My sisters-in-law are very jealous. It's difficult for them to give birth to children. Now the second house only has three illegitimate sons and daughters, and they are born to the most favored concubine Qiu."
Feng Yingying was going crazy, her thoughts were shattered again.
Could it be that Sister Yu’s prophetic dream was about someone else?
"What's wrong, sister-in-law?"
"Oh, I just suddenly remembered something about the shop and I'm a little upset. I'll be leaving now."
Feng Yingying ran into Cheng Qingmeng head-on, and her mind moved slightly, she wanted to quickly tell her about the prophetic dream.
"Aunt."
"Meng'er, are you resting?"
Cheng Qingmeng nodded obediently, "I came to see mother and brother."
"Okay, okay, go in quickly, your aunt is leaving first."
"Mother, why did your aunt come to see you?"
"Your aunt cares about me. She's worried that I'm not doing well in the Cheng family and being bullied by your grandmother and your second aunt. She's worried that I'll only report good news and not bad news..."
Hibiscus Garden
"Mother, Princess Anyang is coming tomorrow. What delicious cakes should I make to entertain her?"
"Just make a few of your specialties."
Song Yu nodded, "Should I control my tone? Being too flamboyant isn't good."
Jiang Yunwan studied Song Yu's face and said, "Then use 70% of your strength. I've noticed that your face has grown and become more beautiful these past few days in the capital. By next year, you'll be a grown-up girl."
Song Yu held her face in her hands and asked, "Am I more beautiful?"
Jiang Yunwan smiled and nodded: "Mom loves you even more. Oh, by the way, if you have a sudden stomachache one day, send Lan'er to find Mom."
"What?" Song Yu looked puzzled. "I'm feeling better now. I don't have a stomachache anymore."
"Just in case you have a sudden severe stomachache, don't drink anything cold from now on, whether it's summer or winter. Drink warm instead."
Song Yu was bewildered when she heard this. "It's impossible for me. But mother should be careful...ah..."
Song Yu exclaimed, her face flushed. "I... I understand. Hey, just tell me straight away, Mom. I know medicine. I definitely know."
Jiang Yunwan smiled and said, "Now that you know, you must keep warm and don't get cold, otherwise you will suffer a lot that day..."
"Madam, Miss." Bai Lan walked in. "Mrs. Jiang is here."
Song Yu quickly took the mask and put it on his face.
A moment later, Feng Yingying walked in. Seeing the mother and daughter looking nervous, she asked, "What's going on? Am I here at the wrong time?"
"Aunt, come and sit down." Song Yu pulled Feng Yingying to sit down and poured her a cup of fruit tea.
"Sister-in-law, is there good news?"
Feng Yingying shook her head. "The old woman of the Cheng family is cunning and treacherous. She went straight back to the Cheng Mansion without going anywhere. The 1,000 taels should still be in her hands. Her mistress is well hidden. I have also checked that there are no Cheng family spies in the mansion."
"Is the concubine hiding in the Cheng Mansion?"
"The people below have slipped in. There are no suspicious people, and they can't hide in the Cheng family's second branch..."
Jiang Yunwan: "It's okay. The list of pregnant women will be delivered tomorrow night. We will screen and investigate again, and we will definitely be able to catch the mistress."
"I came here this time to let Meng'er know about precognitive dreams. Unlike Shushu, whose mind is filled with Cheng Xiao, she hasn't been poisoned by Old Lady Cheng yet. This was evident yesterday when she asked Shushu not to pay her monthly salary. And with Meng Guangde's medical supplies, Meng'er won't trust him so much anymore."
"Then tell her, Sister Yu."
"Mother, Aunt, leave this matter to me. I'll go find her right away to prepare cakes for tomorrow and tell her about this while I'm at it."
After Song Yu finished speaking, he went to look for Cheng Qingmeng.
"Cousin Meng, the Lord of Anyang County will come to our house tomorrow. You and Cousin Yun praised me to the skies that day. You have to take responsibility and help me."
Cheng Qingmeng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, it's just right that you can teach me how to make peony fruit cake."
"Then come with me to Furong Garden now, and we'll steam it tomorrow morning."
When we arrived at the small kitchen of Furong Garden, Jiang Shiyun was already waiting there.
Jiang Shiyun followed Feng Yingying's instructions carefully. Seeing that Song Yu's mask was stained with flour, she hurriedly said, "Cousin, it's already stained with flour. Just take it off. Wearing it all the time will hurt your face, and the burns on your face will heal slowly."
"No, Daddy had someone make this specially for me. It's very light and won't hurt my face."
"Hey, cousin, what happened? How did your face get burned?"
Song Yu said nonchalantly, "Luckily, it's just burns. If I hadn't had a dream warning me before coming to Beijing and taken precautions in advance, my family of three might have died on the way here."
"What...what?" Cheng Qingmeng held up the rolling pin. "Cousin, what happened? Can you tell us?"
"I often have dreams, and they always come true. Last time we went to the Nine-Storied Tower, I dreamed that a startled horse would crash into a car."
Cheng Qingmeng and Jiang Shiyun were both shocked.
That day was really dangerous!
Cheng Qingmeng said, "Since the dream has come true, we protected my mother together that day, and she didn't have a miscarriage. Since you had a warning in the dream, how could you still hurt your face?"
"Yes cousin, what's going on?"
Song Yu briefly recounted the events of the Lower Mountain Hidden Clouds. "...I was burned because we were short-handed. My father had to protect both my mother and me, and with so many bandits, he couldn't have taken good care of me. My injuries aren't serious, though. The day I take off my mask, I'll have a smooth, flawless face. Well, I've had so many precognitive dreams before, and this time I didn't avoid danger perfectly. It's truly tragic."
"You have a lot of precognitive dreams?"
"Of course, I dreamed of my father being in danger several times, and Uncle Wen encountering pirates at sea. We both avoided them because of my early warnings in the dream..."
Song Yu improvised and made up the story on the spot, which made Cheng Qingmeng and Jiang Shimeng believe it without a doubt.
"Oh, by the way, I also dreamed that a marquis' wife was raising someone else's son without realizing it, and her mistress came to her house and she was so angry that she died."
"What?" Cheng Qingmeng and Jiang Shiyun's eyes widened with curiosity. "Whose unlucky marquis' wife is this?"
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