Chapter 67 Song Yu confesses himself
"Hwan-hwan, Madam Wu is back home to visit her parents, so naturally she needs to spend more time with them. She should be back soon, and mother wants to eat her cakes. It's a pity that she's not our mansion's cook. We can't ask Madam Wu to cook just for us, right?"
Du Zhihuan said, "One of the exams for Chaofeng Palace Academy is a cooking competition. My cooking skills are average. If the peony fruit cake I make is better than the one made by Mingyue Tower, I'll have a better chance of winning the title of First-Rank Noblewoman."
"Mrs. Wu's peony fruit cake is more delicious than the one made by the master chef of Yuelou. If she teaches me personally, and I work harder on the taste, I will definitely be able to win in the culinary field with peony fruit cake. We can invite Mrs. Wu to be my pastry chef. Then we will have a reason to ask her to make delicious food for mother and mother. What do you think, mother?"
Su Beiqing smiled and said, "You are just greedy. There is no need to compete in cooking skills."
"Mother, my daughter must be outstanding in all aspects, so that the royal family will pay more attention to her."
"Okay, okay, mother will listen to you, but you must remember that the royal family still relies on our Du family to protect it. If you are wronged after marrying into the royal family, your father, mother, and your three brothers will stand up for you."
"Don't worry, mother. I will never let myself be wronged, nor will I do anything that will damage the reputation of our mansion. But when will my three brothers come back? I miss them so much."
"I'll be back on your grandmother's birthday."
Du Zhihuan calculated, "There are only three months left. We need to quickly arrange a gift for Grandma. Mother, you can have fun by yourself. I'll go prepare it right away."
Su Beiqing grabbed her and said, "Don't worry, there are still three months left. There's still time to prepare any gift. Mother is in a good mood today, so let's play a song together..."
"Is the sun rising from the west?" Old Madam Du was a little surprised when she heard the piano music coming from Yilan Fanghua Garden. "Madam Qiao, the one playing so badly must be the eldest daughter-in-law, right?"
Aunt Qiao's mouth twitched, "Madam, I don't understand the music of the zither, I just listen to it to make the servants and others feel comfortable."
Madam Du glanced at her and said, "Now that the eldest daughter-in-law has a daughter, she has put down her weapons and even her temperament has changed."
"Madam, isn't this exactly what you want the mistress of the house to be like?"
Madam Du sighed, "Yes, that's exactly what I want to see. Maybe I'm getting older, but I prefer her original outspoken personality. It's unbecoming of her to change her personality just for a daughter who will eventually get married!"
"Old Madam, the eldest Madam went through a life-or-death experience when she gave birth to the young lady. The young lady almost died at birth, so the eldest Madam must take good care of her, fearing that she wouldn't be able to survive."
Madam Du snorted coldly, "Zhihuan is in good health, she doesn't look like a child who was difficult to give birth to. The eldest daughter-in-law is just openly doting on her and making excuses for her."
"Old Madam, please don't let this matter damage the harmony between you and your mother-in-law. The young lady has been pampered by the Marquis' wife and the three young masters, but she has not developed an arrogant and domineering personality. Instead, she has brought honor to our Marquis' Mansion. She is now a third-rank noble lady. Next spring, she will be promoted to a first-rank noble lady in the Feng Palace Academy examination. She may even be promoted to a high-rank noble lady."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Du smiled.
Her granddaughter really brought honor to the Marquis's Mansion, far surpassing other daughters of the same age.
The children are also very filial to her and know how to please their grandmother.
For some reason she wasn't that fond of the child.
Maybe it was because the eldest daughter-in-law kept calling "Hanhuan" all day long, which made her annoyed.
"You're just saying nice things. How can it be so easy to be awarded the title of a High-Grade Noble Lady? Since the opening of our Dayuan Chaofeng Palace Academy, only one person has ever been awarded the title of High-Grade Noble Lady, Princess Rong. So many years have passed, and no junior has succeeded her in receiving the title."
Aunt Qiao said, "Madam, our young lady might be the second one after Prince Rong's wife."
"I hope so, huh? Come and give me a head massage. I've been feeling dazed these days. I don't think I'll live much longer..."
"Old lady, please don't talk nonsense. You will definitely live a hundred years."
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Song Yu's prediction was correct. There were indeed herbs that could prevent the corpse from rotting where Mr. Mu lay in his previous life.
"Sister Yu, you can't touch it directly with your hands."
"Dad, this isn't a poisonous weed. It's an antiseptic herb mentioned in medical books. It can not only prevent corpses from decaying, but it can also be used to treat wounds and prevent them from getting worse."
As Song Yu spoke, he plucked a piece of magic grass and put it under his nose to sniff it.
Song Mingen's heart tightened with fear.
"Don't be nervous, Dad. It's not poisonous. It just has a unique smell. Smell it."
Song Mingen sniffed it and said, "It does smell quite strange. How do you know it can prevent corpses from decaying? I believe it can prevent wounds from worsening, but it's impossible for the corpse to not decay, right?"
Song Yu thought of Mu Jingxing's face and said casually, "I've seen him."
"Wha...what? Where have you seen this? How come Dad doesn't know? There won't be corpses in Hot Spring Villa and Wushuang Temple. Did you run out to play while Dad was away and get into danger?"
Song Mingen looked at Song Yu with a serious face.
"I didn't go out to play. I saw that person in my dream. He was very handsome, but he had been dead for a long time. I brought him back to life in my dream."
After saying this, Song Yu looked at Song Mingen with a silly smile.
Bai Lan was extremely anxious. As long as the master became serious, her young lady would start talking nonsense and confessing everything.
I hope the master believes that the young lady saved someone in a dream.
"Oh, so you dreamed of coming to the poisonous forest and resurrected that good-looking dead man?"
"Hehe...yes."
Song Mingen looked at Song Yu and asked, "Male or female?"
"Female."
Suspicion flashed in Song Mingen's eyes, "Have you been to Banshan Yunyin before?"
"I don't have a father. I've been living in the hot spring villa..."
"Miss, Master, there are so many magical herbs here. We need to pick them quickly. Once the detoxification pills wear off, it will be a big problem."
Bai Lan successfully diverted Song Mingen's attention and rescued Song Yu.
After leaving the poison forest, Bai Lan couldn't help but whisper in Song Yu's ear, "Miss, I'm really worried that you'll betray Mr. Mu in front of the master."
"No, Daddy will only think that I saved someone in a dream."
Song Mingen looked back and saw the master and servant whispering to each other, and then saw Ah Si putting on the hood.
I remember that before the clouds disappeared halfway up the mountain, Asi was not wearing a hood.
He could conclude that Sister Yu was dreaming that he was hit by a poisoned arrow and died in the clouds halfway up the mountain.
Sister Yu must have been here before and saved someone in the poisonous forest.
Otherwise, why would you come here to pull out poisonous weeds for no reason?
"Sister Yu, put on your veil. We are almost halfway up the mountain and the clouds are disappearing."
"Oh, okay, Lan'er, you wear it too."
Seeing this, Song Mingen pursed his lips and said, "Sister Yu, you can't hide it from your father's sharp eyes."
"Afeng."
"Master, what are your orders?"
Song Mingen whispered in her ear, "Before we get to Beijing, arrange for someone to make a half-mask for Sister Yu. It should be as thin as a cicada's wing, especially to cover the teardrop mole on Sister Yu's face."
Zhang Feng was surprised. "Don't you want the young lady to find her biological parents as soon as possible?"
"I have to find Sister Yu'er's biological parents as soon as possible. I can't let them find Sister Yu first."
He first wants to see what kind of character Yu Jie'er's biological father and mother are like.
If they were foolish parents who favored sons over daughters, he would not send Sister Yu back.
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