Chapter 132 Review
"Cousin, I also hope that my eldest cousin is still alive, but the dead cannot be resurrected. Maybe my youngest cousin is my eldest cousin reincarnated."
"Yes, cousin Meng, it's very likely." Song Yu agreed, "From now on, you should treat your younger cousin as your older cousin and dote on him twice as much. Once that mistress is caught, we'll know the truth behind your older cousin's untimely death, and then we can settle all our grudges with her!"
"Yes, cousin. She must have killed my eldest cousin. I'll leave the concubine to you. It's up to you to decide how you want her to die. But before she dies, I'm going to give her a good beating."
Cheng Qingmeng smiled knowingly, "Okay, okay, you can give her a good beating then. But how to deal with that woman depends on what my mother wants. She doesn't want to believe it yet."
Song Yu said, "If the mistress is exposed, my aunt will definitely believe it."
"Now that the mistress has been found, how can we prove that she is my scumbag father's mistress?"
After all, that woman has never appeared in the Cheng Mansion in these years.
She didn't understand it at the moment. She had the impression that her father had never stayed overnight outside.
How did he manage to have a secret meeting with his mistress without being discovered?
Song Yu glanced at Jiang Shiyun. "This is really a tricky matter. If we go to her house and she denies it, she might even accuse us of slander. It seems we have to catch her in the act of meeting with the Earl of Yongping."
"Cousin Meng," Jiang Shiyun said, "You can tell who the concubine is by looking at the portrait, can't you explain it?"
"Even if the concubine or her confidant came to the Cheng residence, it couldn't directly prove that the concubine was my father's concubine. My mother would only believe it if there was clear evidence. So, if my eldest brother didn't die that year and was taken away by the concubine to be tortured for thirteen years, and we found my eldest brother in the concubine's residence, my mother would have to believe it even if she didn't want to."
Song Yu shook his head. "That's unrealistic. My cousin Yaozhe should be buried in the Cheng family's ancestral tomb. My aunt and uncle should have seen it with their own eyes. Am I right?"
Cheng Qingmeng had nothing to say. Every Qingming Festival, the three of them would go to the Cheng family’s ancestral grave to visit their eldest brother.
"...My uncle has already arranged for people to keep an eye on the Cheng residence. Any contact between the Cheng family and the mistress will be exposed sooner or later. As long as we can find the mistress's residence and then secretly monitor her, she will definitely take the initiative to contact the Cheng family. Then we can let my aunt see it with her own eyes, and she will naturally believe it."
Cheng Qingmeng felt that this was too slow. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I dreamed yesterday that my elder brother was still alive, being tortured and beaten in the concubine's room. I think this is a hint from the gods that my elder brother should not be dead."
Song Yu was stunned and looked at Cheng Qingmeng in disbelief.
Could it be that my cousin Meng was having a prophetic dream? Could it be that my cousin Meng was also reborn?
"What?" Jiang Shiyun opened her cherry lips wide, "Could it be that you had a prophetic dream like your cousin?"
"It wasn't a precognitive dream. I just dreamed that my eldest brother was being beaten. I couldn't see his face clearly. I've never dreamed of this before, but it suddenly occurred to me last night."
Jiang Shiyun: "That's really possible. After all, it was Meng Guangde who diagnosed and treated him. Could it be that the one who died was not my eldest brother's but his concubine's child? He wanted to switch the child to my aunt, but her own son died."
Cheng Qingmeng was surprised, "It's really possible."
Song Yu said, "Is my cousin still alive? We'll know once we find his mistress. Let's just wait patiently."
"Ah, little brother, what's wrong with you?"
After the boy fed Wen Nuo a chicken leg, he suddenly felt an unbearable abdominal pain and rolled around on the bed, holding his stomach.
"Someone, please ask Uncle Bai to come over!"
When Bai Luoheng rushed over, the young man's lips had turned purple from the pain, and he quickly took out a silver needle to try to save himself.
Half an incense stick later, the boy's abdominal pain was relieved. He lay on the bed with a pale face, staring blankly at the bed curtains.
"Uncle Bai, why does little brother suddenly have a stomachache?"
Bai Luoheng asked, "He's often hungry, and his stomach has been damaged. Did you prepare a large table full of food for him this morning?"
Wen Nuo realized something and felt very guilty. "Yeah, he ate it all. Did he eat too much and hurt his stomach?"
Bai Luoheng nodded, "You can't do this from now on. You have to take it slow and eat soft food, otherwise your life will be in danger."
"Little brother, you heard me, you won't get a stomachache from now on, and I'll make sure you eat well."
The young man was still staring blankly at the bed curtain without saying a word. Bai Luoheng thought something was wrong and reached out to carefully check his pulse.
Half a minute later, Bai Luoheng got up and left the inner room.
"Little brother, I'm going to go out for a while and will be back soon."
After Wen Nuo left, the boy tilted his head to look at the door, touched his stomach and slowly stood up.
Will I be able to eat every meal from now on?
Will you really no longer be beaten, starved, or have to do the hardest and most tiring work?
"Uncle Bai, my little brother hasn't spoken a word. Is it because of the blood clot in his brain?"
Bai Luoheng handed a prescription to Wen Nuo, "Every morning I come over to give him acupuncture to clear the blood clots in his brain as soon as possible. There's nothing wrong with his intelligence, but the blood clots do prevent him from speaking."
"Does that mean he can speak now that the blood clots in his brain have been cleared?"
Bai Luoheng was silent for a moment. "I'm afraid it's difficult to get him to speak. He clearly resisted when I gave him the acupuncture just now. He probably won't easily approach or trust anyone except you."
How is this possible?
He will be trained to be a secret guard to protect his sister in the future.
"Will he always be like this?"
Bai Luoheng smiled and said, "Let him feel the warmth and true love in this world, and know that someone cares about him, loves him, and he won't be like this forever. Maybe one day you'll see him smile."
Wen Nuo frowned, it seemed a bit difficult.
Have fun with him for half a year first, he just needs a playmate.
"I understand, Uncle Bai."
Wen Nuo entered the room and saw that the young man had already made the bed neatly and was carefully wiping the bedside table, wardrobe, table, and desk with a hand towel...
"Little brother, no need to wipe it. A maid will come in and clean it up." Wen Nuo quickly pulled him to sit on the soft couch by the window. "You need to take good care of yourself now, especially your stomach. You don't need to do any hard labor. From now on, you will be responsible for playing with me every day, reading with me, and practicing calligraphy with me. You will be responsible for serving me with the brush and ink, and be my good servant, okay?"
The young man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he shook his head.
He can't read, so how can he be a servant?
"Being my servant is easy. I'm not taking the imperial examination, so I don't need you to know how to read. But if you're my servant, I can teach you how to read. Do you want to be my servant? Nod your head if you agree, otherwise shake your head if you don't."
The young man looked at Wen Nuo, not knowing what he was thinking. After a few breaths, he nodded.
Wen Nuo showed a cute smile, "What's your name, little brother?"
The boy shook his head. He had no name.
As far as he could remember, he was called a lowly creature, a bastard, and a little fool by the old women.
Wen Nuo was a little embarrassed. The little brother was abused in that family and he definitely didn't have a name.
"Little brother, my name is Wen Nuo. The warm Wen is like the warmth of the sun shining on your body. The Nuo is like a promise worth a thousand gold. It means to do what you say. Since you are my servant, you will be called Wen Shu."
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