Chapter 389 Du Henian was slashed
"Miss, did you forget to ask the old lady to arrange guards for you? And the portrait of the old concubine."
Song Yu...
"No rush. I just got back today and will talk to grandma tomorrow morning."
At the same time, Du Henian and Su Beiqing went to Zhaohuiyuan.
"mother."
Du Ye's expression changed instantly. "Who opened the back door for you two? Why don't you just get back home right now?"
"Mother," Du Henian coaxed softly, "I am your biological eldest son. Now that Ming En is gone, Sister Yu cannot lose me as her biological father. Let us move back. We promise to only favor Sister Yu."
"Yes, mother, please let us come back. We know we were wrong. Our daughter-in-law will definitely pamper Sister Yu."
Du Ye looked at Su Beiqing, whose features resembled Song Yu's, and felt annoyed. Why did Sister Yu have to look like her? Her mind was so muddled! "What about Huanhuan? Have you completely let it go?"
Su Beiqing: "...Huanhuan is now in the Song Mansion. Once Song Mingzhu recovers, she will move to the flower farm on the outskirts of the city. We are so far apart, so naturally I have to put Sister Yu first in everything. After all, Sister Yu is my child, born after ten months of pregnancy. How can I not love her?"
"Our relationship with Sister Yu will only grow deeper if we spend every day together. Now that our family is separated and we don't see each other every day, how can we cultivate this relationship? It will become increasingly distant. Mother, please help us put in a good word with Sister Yu and let me move back."
Du Henian: "Now is a good time. She needs her father's love now."
"Then announce to the public that Huanhuan is no longer the Du family's adopted daughter. As long as you agree, I will go and mediate with Sister Yu on your behalf."
The couple's expressions changed slightly.
"Mom, this..."
"Mom, you're so confused," Su Beiqing quickly interrupted. "We've carefully nurtured Huanhuan. She's a third-rank noblewoman, and there's a good chance she'll become a first-rank noblewoman by spring! Now that you've given up, wouldn't all my efforts in selecting a good man for Huanhuan from the local aristocratic families have been in vain?"
Du Ye snorted coldly, "I was really old and confused back then. After all, Huanhuan isn't of our Du family bloodline. The local aristocratic families still need to rely on our Du family connections to strengthen their family's strength! The eldest and second grandsons are coming back soon. You should hurry up and carefully select three good grandson wives from the aristocratic families. Isn't it better to choose a good husband for Huanhuan?"
Su Beiqing didn't know how to refute for a moment, and thought quickly, "I have indeed been choosing a daughter-in-law for myself these past few days. I have already narrowed down three families for Huanhuan's in-laws and sent matchmakers to pass on the news. We will wait until Huanhuan reaches the age of 15 next year to meet them. Now that the news has been released, if we announce now that Huanhuan is not the daughter of the Du family, won't the local aristocratic families think that our Du family is a marriage fraud?"
Du Henian: "How could our Du family do something like a marriage fraud? It's inappropriate to announce to the public that Huanhuan is not our Du family's adopted daughter."
"Isn't it right?" Du Ye's temper flared up. She picked up the cane beside her and made a move to hit her. "After all, you're just reluctant to part with your adopted daughter, and you even asked me to go and negotiate with Sister Yu. You're so shameless!"
"Bang!"
"ah!"
There were crashing sounds and exclamations at the same time.
Du Ye accidentally hit Henian on the back of the head with a stick, and blood started flowing instantly.
Bang!
The crutch fell to the ground.
"Henian, wake up!" Su Beiqing quickly carried him to the bed, "Madame Niu, call Sister Yu!"
Du Ye was dumbfounded. Her arms and legs were old and she didn't use any strength, so why was it bleeding?
"Miss, it's bad. The old lady hit the Marquis' head and he fainted."
"What?" Song Yu suddenly sat up in shock and got off the bed. "How could my grandmother, who doesn't know martial arts, possibly open a ladle? Don't try to fool me!"
Bai Lan said, "I don't know if it's true or not. Aunt Qiao said it herself. She said the old lady was furious and swung her crutch to hit him. The Marquis didn't move. The old lady must have hit him with a little force, causing him to bleed."
Song Yu quickly put on her clothes and left the room. Nanny Qiao hurried forward and said, "My lady, the Marquis is unconscious. The old lady is terrified."
Song Yu kept walking, "What happened? Tell me in detail!"
When Song Yu rushed to Chaohuiyuan, the bleeding on Du Henian's head had been stopped by Su Beiqing and wrapped with gauze, but he was still unconscious.
Du Ye felt uneasy as she looked at the unconscious Du Henian.
She was really powerful. She killed her son with a stick and ended up sending him to his death.
"grandmother."
"Sister Yu." Du Ye clutched Song Yu's hand tightly, her body trembling, her expression extremely panicked. "Hurry up and see if your biological father is really fainted? I didn't use any force, he must be pretending!"
Song Yu comforted her, "Don't worry, Grandma. Let me go take a look."
Song Yu quickly stepped forward and gave Du Henian a careful examination.
"Lan'er, bring the silver needle quickly."
Du Ye's heart tightened. She was really dizzy!
A quarter of an hour later, Song Yu handed a prescription to Aunt Qiao and said, "Hurry up and have someone boil the medicine. Drink one bowl tonight and one bowl tomorrow morning on an empty stomach."
Nanny Qiao didn't dare to delay and hurriedly took the prescription to get the medicine.
Su Beiqing: "Yu Jie'er, is your father seriously ill? When will he wake up?"
Du Ye was worried and looked at Song Yu.
"Don't worry, there's no injury to any vital parts. If it was a little more off, it would be troublesome. Grandmother!" Seeing that Du Ye's face was not right, Song Yu quickly reached out to feel her pulse, and his brows instantly frowned.
Then he took her into the inner room and made her lie down. He gave her a few more injections. When her pulse felt better, he said, "Grandma, you can't get excited. You need to stay calm. Anger is harmful to your health. All the care I gave you before wasted. You need to be treated all over again. If you can't control your emotions anymore, I can't go to Chaofeng Palace Academy with peace of mind. I'd better stay at home and take care of you. If you have a stroke, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"No, Grandma is fine. I promise to stay calm and composed in the future. You can go to Chaofeng Palace Academy with peace of mind. If you miss your mother, go to the Jiang Mansion. Grandma hopes that you can be free and happy every day."
"If they want to come back, they can come back and live here."
She couldn't allow her grandmother to become a target of tensions over her relationship with her family.
Du Ye's face darkened, and she said unhappily, "When we drove them away, we never thought of letting them come back. Now that they're back, I can't calm down. Don't try to persuade me about this. It's getting late, you should go back to bed. You don't need to come to pay your respects tomorrow. Grandmother wants to sleep a little longer."
Song Yu coaxed her to sleep before leaving the inner room, where he ran into Su Beiqing.
"Sister Yu, is your grandmother in good health?"
Song Yu didn't want to pay attention to her. Seeing her worried face, he told her the truth, "Grandmother has suffered a great shock. All the previous treatments have been in vain. If she suffers any more shock, it will be more than just a stroke. You don't want to be accused of angering your mother-in-law to death, do you?"
Su Beiqing's face was filled with fear. "Sister Yu, mother..."
Song Yu didn't want to listen to her, so he turned around and walked away.
"Miss, Du Zhihuan has done so much harm. She's caused the old lady such a rage. The Marquis is in a coma, and the old lady is in danger of a stroke! I'm so angry!"
Song Yu handed Bai Lan a cup of cold tea and said, "Calm down. They are all fine. Before we go to look for Prince Mu tomorrow, take your men to the back house and help them move their belongings back."
Bai Lan was stunned. "With the Marquis, the Marquis' wife, and the Third Young Master back, won't they be thinking of asking Du Zhihuan to move back?"
"It doesn't matter. It's easier to monitor her under my nose. I don't want my grandmother, at her age, to suffer a life of discomfort because of Du Zhihuan."
Bai Lan heard her say that and suppressed her objection. "Okay, I'll bring some people to help with the move tomorrow."
The next day, when Song Yu woke up, Chunhua was already waiting in the room.
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