Chapter 263 Song Mingzhu was fed medicine
"Mom is not tired."
Wu Han brought in some fruit tea, placed it on the table, and poured a cup for Song Mingzhu. "Mother, it's still hot. Try it and quench your thirst."
Song Mingzhu wasn't very thirsty and took a small sip.
As Song Mingzhu put down her teacup, Wu Han asked, "What did the Marquis' wife say? Did she promise to find a good husband for Huanhuan?"
Song Mingzhu nodded. "The Marquis's wife still treats Huanhuan as her daughter. She's naturally as devoted to her well-being as I am. With the Marquis's wife guiding Huanhuan, she won't be so desperate as to do anything foolish. It won't be long before the Marquis's wife arranges a marriage for Huanhuan. Who knows, maybe Huanhuan can even become a sister to Sister Yu."
Wu Han frowned. "Don't even think about it, mother. They can't possibly be sisters. Don't forget my father is hell-bent on killing Song Yu!"
Song Mingzhu stopped talking, she was very regretful!
If she had listened to Master Shanhui at the beginning... Alas, there is no medicine for regret in this world!
Life cannot be repeated again.
"Didn't you say you wanted to cook for mother?"
"I'll be there soon. Mother will wait patiently and make sure you enjoy your meal."
Song Mingzhu looked at him and smiled, "Are you sure you want to satisfy your mother's appetite?"
Wu Han scratched his head. "...I'm sure the rice won't be burnt."
"Don't force yourself. It's good that you have that filial piety. After all, you have never cooked before."
"Mom, wait, I promise you will enjoy the food."
Wu Han turned and left the room, returned to his bedroom, took out the small box hidden in the secret compartment, put it in his arms, and went to the kitchen.
Ah Qi, who was dressed as a servant of the Song family, watched all this in the dark and opened his mouth in shock!
No way?
Is that what he thinks?"
Ah Qi quickly and quietly slipped to the kitchen.
Each dish was prepared as a semi-finished product in advance according to Wu Han's requirements.
Even the seasonings needed for each dish are prepared in the appropriate quantities, and the order in which they should be put into the pot is clearly written.
Wu Han only needed to put oil in the pot and heat it up, then put the dishes into the pot in order and stir-fry them with a large spoon. The chef would control the heat and tell Wu Han when to take the dishes out of the pot.
After seeing this, Song Mingzhu quietly left the kitchen.
My son is really smart!
Anyone who has never cooked can become a chef by following this.
After all six dishes were cooked, Wu Han called everyone out of the kitchen.
I walked over to the simmering ginseng chicken soup and took out the small box from my arms...
A quarter of an hour later, Wu Han arranged for six dishes and a soup to be delivered to the main courtyard.
"Mother, how is it? Is it delicious?"
Song Mingzhu blinked, "Did you do all this?"
"Of course, I have a talent for being a chef."
Wu Han sent Qiuyue and the others away, and pulled Song Mingzhu to sit down. "Mother, come and try it. Is it delicious?"
Song Mingzhu reached out to serve the ginseng chicken soup.
Wu Han panicked and quickly stopped him. "The ginseng chicken soup wasn't made by my son himself. Mother must eat the food I cook first, then drink the chicken soup. Otherwise, she won't think my food tastes good."
Song Mingzhu raised her eyebrows: "You just don't trust yourself. If it smells good, it must be delicious."
"Mom, you must eat the food I cook first, otherwise I won't agree." Wu Han suddenly grabbed Song Mingzhu's arm and shook it.
"Okay, okay, drink the chicken soup at the end." Her son is so old now, she really can't stand it when he acts like a spoiled brat.
Wu Han filled Song Mingzhu's bowl with rice and added dishes to her bowl from time to time, showing his great hospitality.
Seeing this, Song Mingzhu had a bad feeling.
My son is so abnormal!
Song Mingzhu finished half a bowl of rice, put down her chopsticks, and looked at Wu Han who was eating heartily. "Brother Han, do you have anything to say?"
Wu Han acted like a filial son. "No, I just feel like I was too lazy before and didn't take good care of my mother. From now on, whenever I have time, I will cook for her."
Seeing that he was reacting normally, Song Mingzhu thought she was overthinking it. After eating a few dishes, she asked again, "Is there really nothing you want to say to mother?"
Wu Han glanced at the chicken soup. Is Yang Xu really reliable?
After all, he didn't know him very well.
"Mother, I do have something to ask you."
Song Mingzhu's face darkened slightly. As expected, anyone who showed kindness without any reason was either a traitor or a thief. She said in a lukewarm tone, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Mother knows everything about the people around Dad, right?"
"Of course. What's going on? Is someone leaving, or are those we sent away earlier coming back?"
"Does mother know about Yang Xu?"
"Who?" Song Mingzhu didn't hear clearly.
"Yang Xu, the Yang of Yangshu and the Xu of Xu, is he Dad's most valued staff member?"
"Staff?" Song Mingzhu couldn't help but sneer. "When your mother met your father, he was only surrounded by your grandmother, Wu Zhong, and a few servants. A staff is a counselor. If your father had a proper staff, would he need to exchange his child?"
"So mother doesn't know Yang Xu and has never met him?"
Song Mingzhu said: "There is no such person at all."
"But Wu Zhong said that Yang Xu was the person Dad valued the most. He said that he went on a long journey half a year ago. If he hadn't gone on a long journey, Dad and Grandmother wouldn't have ended up like this."
Song Mingzhu's eyes darkened. What Wu Zhong said could not be false.
She had been married to Wu Lingheng for so many years and she didn't even know what kind of person he was.
The Wu family was a large family back then, so it wasn't surprising that they had this person. What she hated was that Wu Lingheng had kept it a secret from her. "Have you met this person? What's his purpose?"
"He...he said that if he hadn't traveled far six months ago, we wouldn't be in this situation today. He must...have a way to have the best of both worlds."
"Alright, now that things have come to this, what's the point of saying any more! Let's live a stable life together. Don't have any contact with this person anymore. Mother has no shortage of people around her now, so let him find another job."
She dismissed many of the people around Wu Lingheng, and those who stayed listened to her and were loyal to her, knowing that she was their breadwinner.
"Also, tell Wu Zhong to send away all the old Wu family members who come to see him from now on. If I find out that he takes you to see the old Wu family members again, the Song family will not tolerate him!"
Seeing Song Mingzhu's anger, Wu Han quickly tried to appease her, "Calm down, mother. I promise that I will beat back any old Wu family members who come looking for me in the future."
Song Mingzhu didn't pursue the matter any further. She picked up a spoon and filled a bowl of ginseng chicken soup.
Wu Han's heart was in a knot, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the table with a clatter.
Song Mingzhu looked up at him, and Wu Han picked up the chopsticks in panic.
Song Mingzhu frowned, "Why are you so clumsy?"
"Ah... I just didn't hold it steady... Didn't I scare Mother?"
Song Mingzhu was helpless. "You are going to be a teacher soon, so you need to be steady."
"Yes, mother taught me that."
Song Mingzhu didn't say anything else, picked up the chicken soup and drank it in big gulps.
It seemed to taste good. Song Mingzhu poured another bowl and then poured a bowl of ginseng chicken soup for Wu Han. "Today's ginseng chicken soup is better than usual. Come and try it."
"Mom... I... I just drank two bowls in the kitchen. If you like, you can drink more."
Wu Han didn't dare to look at Song Mingzhu's expression. He picked up the bowl and started to eat.
Song Mingzhu loved chicken soup the most. Upon hearing this, she took the chicken soup served to Wu Han and started drinking it without hesitation.
Less than half a minute later, Song Mingzhu felt dizzy and raised her hands to press her head. After a while, her face flushed and sweat oozed from her forehead.
Wu Han was extremely panicked. "Mother...Mother, what's wrong with you?"
Song Mingzhu looked up at him, and three or four Wu Hans appeared before her eyes. "What... did you do..."
The next moment, Song Mingzhu fell on the table and fainted.
Wu Han's face turned pale with fear.
At this time, Qiuyue's voice came from outside the door, "Madam, what happened?"
"It's okay, back off."
Wu Han didn't know what was going on with Song Mingzhu, so he hurried over to check.
Qiuyue didn't hear Song Mingzhu's voice, so she called again, "Madam."
"Aunt Qiuyue, my mother is tired. She's lying on the table and taking a nap. Please stop yelling."
After Wu Han finished speaking, he reached out to check Song Mingzhu's breath.
"Click!" The door was pushed open.
Wu Han was so frightened that he withdrew his hand.
Qiuyue walked in and saw Song Mingzhu lying on the table. Wu Han's face looked obviously unnatural.
Qiuyue hurriedly beckoned in two maids, "Master, Madam is not feeling well sleeping on her stomach... Come over here quickly and carefully help Madam onto the couch."
As soon as the two maids touched Song Mingzhu's arm, Song Mingzhu moved.
"All of you step back!"
Wu Han pushed the two maids aside, turned Song Mingzhu to face him, and helped her up from the table.
Song Mingzhu slowly opened her bloodshot eyes and looked at Wu Han as if she had lost her soul.
Wu Han was startled. He looked into her eyes and said, "Mother, come with me after dinner."
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