Chapter 213: Begging for mercy?
"Miss Song sent someone to deliver it?"
"No, I just got it from Jiang's house." Mu Chuqing opened the lid and handed him a piece. "You hid it so well. If I hadn't gone to Jiang's house, we would still be in the dark about Sister Yu being a descendant of the Du family."
Mu Jingxing lowered his eyes and savored the peony fruit cake carefully, ignoring her for a while.
Seeing him chewing slowly, Mu Chuqing raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is it better than the last time I ate it?"
"It has a unique taste and is indeed delicious." Mu Jingxing saw that there were still two pieces in the box. "Grandma, you can't eat too much. One piece is enough."
Mu Jingxing reached out to take it, but Mu Chuqing slapped his hand away in time, "This is sugar-free. Grandma can eat more. If you want to eat it, marry Sister Yu and ask her to make it for you every day."
Mu Jingxing's face darkened, "You're getting more and more ridiculous!"
"Ha..." Mu Chuqing said with an apologetic smile, "It's really outrageous. Sister Yu will soon be my cousin's fiancée. If we want to eat in the future, we can go to Prince Rong's mansion. Well, I won't say anymore. Grandma is waiting for me."
Xiao Fei looked at Mu Jingxing with a cold face and walked over cautiously. "There is still time. Miss Song has come back to get the engagement back, but there is no room for redemption. As long as the prince goes to find the prince and asks him not to change the person, the prince will have a chance to marry Miss Song."
Mu Jingxing glanced at him and said, "I see you've been quite idle lately. For the next month, you will be responsible for cleaning all the garbage buckets in the Mu Mansion!"
"No, Prince, I was wrong..."
"Grandmother, last time at Fengquan Villa, if you and Old Madam Jiang had arranged a marriage for my eldest brother and my younger sister Yu, how wonderful it would have been."
Mu Chuqing's inexplicable words made Madam Mu confused for a moment.
"If the Jiang family had that intention, they would have brought it up without me saying anything. They must have told Miss Song about your brother's reputation. It's obvious that Miss Song doesn't fancy your brother. Besides, I can see that she doesn't have any romantic thoughts on her mind. Now that she is of the Du family and is engaged to Prince Xiao, I couldn't be happier."
Mu Chuqing: ... "Grandma, you are truly my granddaughter's grandmother."
Madam Mu smiled and said, "How else could it be fake? Don't worry about your elder brother. I think it's time to marry you off. I think Mr. Jiang is quite good and has good looks. I will go to the Jiang Mansion someday to finalize the marriage."
"Grandma!" Mu Chuqing was shocked and stood up and ran away. "I'm still young and I don't want to get married yet."
Aunt Xiu said, "Old Madam, do you really want to arrange a marriage for the eldest daughter?"
Madam Mu: "Xiu'er, I just said it casually, but we really need to find a husband for Qing'er as soon as possible. Guanchen is a good kid, and Qing'er won't be bullied if she marries into the Jiang family. Princess Anyang of the Rui Palace hasn't found a husband yet, so don't let them get there first."
The next day at 2:45
In front of Mingyue Tower.
There was a low-key and luxurious carriage parked there, with ten packed trucks in front and behind it.
The accompanying guards all had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, with frosty faces, and an appearance that said no strangers should approach them. Passersby walked by quickly, their heads in fear.
Song Mingzhu looked at the man in front of her, whose face was as white as cream, whose hair was as sharp as a knife, and whose eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting. He looked like a god who had walked out of a painting. He looked a bit like Song Yu, which made her a little dazed for a moment.
"Mrs. Wu." Du Zhixu, the third son of the Du family's eldest branch, saw Song Mingzhu in a daze and called out softly.
Song Mingzhu came to her senses and hurriedly pushed the round carved white jade in her hand back to Du Zhixu.
"Third Young Master, this is too valuable. Please take it back and leave it to your mother."
Du Zhixu said in a gentle voice, "I have found several pieces of this warm jade in the East China Sea. They are very beneficial for warming the body. Madam Wu, if you wear them regularly for three months, you will see obvious results. Please accept them."
If the Wu family had not supported his mother back then, he would not have had a younger sister.
"Third Master, I really can't accept it!" Song Mingzhu directly stuffed the warm jade into Du Zhixu's hand, "Please take it back. If you insist on doing this, I really won't be able to come to your house in the future."
The third young master hasn't returned home yet. Once he does, he'll know everything.
Because of the lies, the Du family has been living in guilt for her losing their child over the years.
Facing the Third Young Master at this moment, she felt so ashamed.
Seeing her say this, Du Zhixu did not insist anymore and handed the jade pendant to his attendant.
"Mrs. Wu, how long will it take for the peony fruit cake to be ready?"
"A quarter of an hour."
Song Mingzhu didn't want to make the peony fruit cake, and Huanhuan didn't even look at her that day.
Now that he knows she is his biological mother, he may never taste the peony fruit cake she made again.
But she still held a glimmer of hope that Huanhuan would eat the peony fruit cake she made.
This time she did it very carefully.
A quarter of an hour later, the peony fruit cake came out of the oven. When Song Mingzhu was packing the box, she stuffed a note into the bottom of the box.
"Third Young Master, I made this myself. I put a lot of effort into it. I hope Huanhuan can try it."
Du Zhixu was a little surprised. It was the first time that Mrs. Wu called her sister Huanhuan.
"Don't worry, Madam Wu. I like you the most. I will definitely let you taste it carefully."
Du Zhixu stood up, said goodbye and left Mingyue Tower.
Let the driver take a shortcut back to Du's house.
He had to go back quickly to give his sister a surprise.
Guest rooms in the Du family's front yard.
Mrs. Wu Xu was so anxious that she was extremely worried. She no longer had the good spirits she had when she first entered the Du Mansion. Her face was dark and there were dark circles under her eyes.
There is only one door between it and Wu Lingheng's room.
Wu Xu came in, glanced at the guards in the yard, and whispered, "Ah Heng, are we just going to sit and wait for death? Can you think of a way to see Huanhuan? We're trapped in the Du family and can't rely on Song Mingzhu. Now we can only beg Huanhuan for help."
The wound on Wu Lingheng's face had almost healed, and he was lying on the bed exhausted. "Huanhuan should have received the letter by now."
He had planted someone in the Du family ten years ago. "If Huanhuan wants to plead for mercy, she will naturally ask the Marquis. If..."
Wu Lingheng had a hunch that Huanhuan would not plead for mercy, and that doing so would be disadvantageous to her.
Lord Du will also develop a grudge against her.
"Don't worry, we won't die."
Wu Xu said, "What should we do with Han'er? This incident will definitely affect him."
Wu Lingheng said: "Zhuzhu will not watch Han Ge'er's career path end."
"What can she do? She is already a divorced woman. Can she ask Han'er to change his last name to Song?"
Wu Lingheng nodded: "This is the only way now."
Mrs. Wu Xu frowned, "Master Jiang is not a fool. He is the one who studies right under his nose. How can he not recognize Han Ge'er even though he changed his surname?"
"Han Ge'er is her biological son. She will ask Song Mingen for help."
"Can Song Mingen still care about Song Mingzhu?"
Wu Lingheng pursed his lips and said nothing. He still didn't know the attitude of Prince Rong's Mansion.
If Prince Rong's Mansion only recognizes the Du family's bloodline, wouldn't his efforts be in vain?
"You'll know Huanhuan's attitude when dinner arrives."
Du Zhihuan looked at the note on the table and frowned slightly, "Did you find the person?"
Yunyan said, "No suspicious person has been found yet."
Du Zhihuan picked up the note again and glanced at the contents. It was written by Wu Lingheng. "This person should have been arranged to stay in the palace by Master Wu a long time ago."
Yunyan asked, "Do you want to plead with the Marquis and Lord Wu for mercy? The eldest son of the Wu family will also be implicated and may not be able to take the imperial examination again."
Another maidservant, Yun Shuang, spoke up, "Miss, I have to speak frankly. Lord Wu's confusion of the Marquis' bloodline is an unforgivable crime. Although there is no direct evidence to prove that Lord Wu was responsible for releasing the poisonous snake to murder Song Yu, burning the inn to death Song Yu's family of three is a capital crime. For Old Jiang, Lord Wu is undoubtedly trying to kill his daughter, and he will not let him go!"
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