Chapter 66 Du Zhihua
"Look at you, you're so angry! No one is paying attention to us, but you're still angry."
Chen Chunhua was furious as she looked at Song Mingzhu. "If you had listened to me and followed Master Shanhui's advice, how could you have ended up like this? Do you regret it now?"
Song Mingzhu really regretted it, "I..."
"You, you, you've been paralyzed by Wu Lingheng. Now that Song Yu has gone to the capital, the thing you're worried about will happen sooner or later. Have you thought about what to do next?"
Song Mingzhu sat down with a dejected look on her face. "At this point, we can only take things one step at a time."
Chen Chunhua was anxious. "Don't just wait and see. We need to prepare for the worst-case scenario now. If this gets out and the Marquis' Mansion starts a fight, you'll put the blame on Wu Lingheng! You saw how ruthless he is. Last night, he was only concerned with escaping and didn't care about our lives at all!"
Song Mingzhu frowned. Wu Lingheng had indeed changed a lot since arriving in the capital. "How can it be easy to put the blame on him? He can easily say that I was the one who switched children."
When Chen Chunhua heard this, she felt it was entirely possible, and immediately became worried. "How many times have you met the daughter you raised in the Marquis' Mansion? How is she treating you? Does she like you?"
Song Mingzhu smiled. "She likes the cakes I make very much. I often arrange for people to deliver cakes to the Marquis' Mansion, and sometimes I visit her in person."
"You always go to the Marquis' Mansion. Hasn't anyone ever said you look alike?"
"Huanhuan doesn't look like me, but her skin is fair like mine, more like Ah Heng. Whenever Ah Heng goes to the yamen or the marquis's residence, I always put makeup on him to make his skin darker. You can't tell unless you look closely."
Chen Chunhua asked again, "Then no one in the Marquis' Mansion has ever said that Huanhuan doesn't look like the Marquis or his wife?"
Song Mingzhu said, "I have the same skin color as Huanhuan and the Marquis' wife. The Marquis' wife only knew that Huanhuan was born out of her unborn child, so she doted on her. Furthermore, over the years, Huanhuan's preferences have been influenced by the Marquis' wife, and she has become somewhat like her. No one in the Marquis' mansion would doubt Huanhuan's identity."
"Oh, I see." Chen Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief. "If the truth comes out one day, the Marquis' Mansion won't blame Huanhuan. They'll just think she's innocent and will feel even more sorry for her. Huanhuan has a good impression of you and likes the cakes you make. You're her biological mother, so she'll believe what you say. The Marquis' Mansion won't make things difficult for you. As for whether the Marquis' Mansion will let Wu Lingheng go, that depends on his luck."
"Mom, I understand."
"Also, Wu Lingheng, that bastard, will definitely not stop pursuing fame and fortune. You must not let Wu Lingheng trick you into doing anything to hurt Song Yu again. Don't let him use you as a tool!"
Wu Lingheng's behavior last night made Chen Chunhua see through him.
"Our Song family is just ordinary people, and Rui Ge'er isn't even an official yet. You don't have a powerful family in Beijing to rely on. You have to protect your dowry and don't let Wu Lingheng cheat you out of it!"
"I... Mother, don't worry, I will protect the dowry."
After what happened last night, Song Mingzhu also learned a lesson.
The people under Wu Lingheng were all supported by the monthly salary she gave them, but they didn't even take her words seriously.
Seeing her reaction, Chen Chunhua knew that she had used a lot of her dowry to help Wu Lingheng. "I think you can't keep it to yourself and have to be deceived by him. I have decided to go to the capital with you..."
"Mom, sister." Song Minglang came in with breakfast.
"Do you still want the Wen family's servants? I just saw my eldest brother and the others packing their bags to leave."
Chen Chunhua looked at the breakfast in front of her and had no appetite at all. This asked her to pay the servants monthly wages from now on. Isn't this cutting into her own flesh?
"Leave the few servants who cook in the kitchen, and return the others to the Wen family."
"Madame Wen won't stay?"
"No, you have to choose your own personal servant."
＊
"Madam," Caiwei walked in with a gossipy look on her face, "as you expected, Song Minglang sent Nanny Wen and the others to Master Can's place."
Jiang Yunwan smiled. She knew Chen Chunhua was reluctant to spend money to support servants. "You didn't leave many?"
"Leave those people in the kitchen behind and ask for their indentures."
"Chen Chunhua is used to eating the food they cook. Can the people they sent back be used?"
"I have been observing secretly and have also communicated privately. Nanny Wen has no children and is willing to serve Madam. Cui Liu and the others want to use their indentures to regain their freedom..."
"Then do as they wish. Go and make preparations. We'll leave when the father and daughter return."
After Caiwei left, Jiang Yunwan picked up the portrait on the jade plaque and looked at it carefully.
Judging from the image alone, this jade plaque has nothing special about it except the swastika engraved on it.
Can we find Mingen’s biological parents with this jade token?
After all, it has been more than 30 years.
＊
Arriving at the entrance to the poisonous forest, Song Mingen looked at the stone plaque at the entrance and grabbed Song Yu who was trying to rush in.
"Fortunately I came with you. This is no joke. Come back with me quickly."
"Daddy, there are a lot of herbs in here."
Song Mingen held onto Song Yu tightly, "That's also a poisonous weed. Don't pick it or touch it. Come back with me."
"Daddy, these are herbs that can cure diseases and save lives. I must go in and pick them, otherwise this dream will be in vain."
Song Mingen was surprised, "I'm dreaming again. Did you go in the dream?"
Song Yu nodded.
"Were you poisoned by the gas in your dream?"
"No, no, don't worry, Daddy. The detoxification pills we just took will be able to remove the poison. Lan'er, Ah Si and I will go in now and will be out soon."
"Dad will go in with you."
Song Mingen was worried about Song Yu taking the risk. If something went wrong, how would she explain it to Wanwan?
"Then Daddy will wear this special face scarf again."
"We want to go in too!"
Zhang Feng and a dozen other men in black and white said in unison.
"Miss, we don't have that many detoxification pills left. The remaining ones are not enough to share."
"A Feng, you all wait outside, we will be out soon."
Zhang Feng said, "Master, this is impossible. It's very dangerous inside. If anything goes wrong, I won't be able to explain to Madam Can."
"If Sister Yu says nothing will happen, then nothing will happen. Just wait outside and obey orders."
"yes."
"Dad, let's go to Xuancheng today to buy more medicinal herbs. I want to prepare more detoxification pills. You each need one."
"Okay, whatever you say."
At the same time, the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion in the capital
The sound of the piano is melodious in the Fanghua Garden.
A group of maids and old women dressed in red and green were smiling.
Surrounded by a graceful, plump middle-aged beauty, he listened to the melodious music of the piano played by the girl in yellow under the pavilion.
Time never seems to be harsh on beauties, and there is not a single wrinkle on the beautiful woman's face.
The red teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, as his eyebrows slightly raised, looked very much like Song Yu who was desperately pulling out poisonous weeds deep in the poisonous forest.
This person is Su Beiqing, the mistress of Weiyuan Marquis Mansion.
"Madam, the eldest lady's zither skills are becoming more and more exquisite. Other noble ladies in the capital are far beyond her reach. Coupled with her attainments in calligraphy and painting, she will definitely win first place in the Chaofeng Palace Academy's exam next spring. The title of First-Rank Noble Lady will definitely belong to our eldest lady."
Su Beiqing smiled in her beautiful eyes, "Hanhuan has been smart, hardworking and studious since she was young. I don't have to worry about that."
As soon as the words fell, the melodious sound of the piano also fell.
"Mother." The girl in yellow fluttered into Su Beiqing's arms as lightly as a baby bird returning to its nest. "When did you come? Why didn't you call me?"
"Mom just got here not long ago, and seeing you were so engrossed in playing the piano, I couldn't bear to call you."
The maid Linglong hurriedly brought up a food box.
"Hanhan, Mingyue Tower sent over your favorite snacks. I happened to see them and brought them to you. Come and try them."
When the yellow-dressed girl Du Zhihuan saw that it was a peony fruit cake, she quickly picked it up and took a small sip, then couldn't help frowning.
"The taste is a little off. It's not made by Mrs. Wu."
Du Zhihuan instantly lost her appetite and put down the peony fruit cake in her hand.
"Mother, I haven't had the cakes made by Madam Wu for a long time. Madam Wu has been away from Beijing for so long. When will she come back?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
