Chapter 95 Du Zhihuan Goes to Wu Mansion
After a while, Mrs. Cheng left the bedroom and went to the study of the old uncle of the Cheng family.
A maidservant in blue was waiting respectfully in front of the desk.
"What's wrong again?" Old Madam Cheng said in an impatient tone.
"Madam, you are suffering from severe morning sickness."
Old Madam Cheng frowned. Why is it so troublesome?
Half an incense stick later, a maid in green came with a large bag and meal recipes, pushed open the desk and jumped down.
After a while, the desk was restored to its original state, and there was no sign of anything unusual on the floor.
After an unknown amount of time, a maid in blue appeared in a small tofu workshop with two entrances three streets away from the Yongping Earl's Mansion.
He went out from the back door, looked around, found nothing unusual, got into a carriage without any decorations, and drove away.
Half an hour later, the carriage entered the large house with four entrances and exits.
"Daddy." Wen Nuo glanced at the carriage that had just entered. "The capital is really big. Every big house has guards. They look like they are not easy to mess with."
"In the capital, anyone who can afford a large house is not short of money."
The Wen family's carriage passed by the four-courtyard mansion, crossed two street corners and stopped in front of the five-courtyard mansion of the Wen family. Opposite was the Song family's mansion, which occupied half of the street.
"You and your son are back just in time. Wanwan just sent Ah Si over and asked us to go to the Nine-Storied Tower together at noon tomorrow."
"That's great! I can see my sisters again. I'll go find some gifts for the two new sisters. I didn't prepare any the last time I went to the Jiang Mansion."
After Wen Nuo ran away, Li Yuejiao said to Wen Can, "Just now you were having dinner at the restaurant. Did your elder brother tell you that you would be going to Jiuchonglou tomorrow to cooperate with Wanwan and her mother and daughter in a play?"
Wen Can nodded, "I will definitely do whatever Big Brother says. Even Sister Yu's precognitive dreams have only happened twice, and both were about Big Brother. This time, they're actually acting it out. Don't tell me the Jiang family doesn't believe Sister Yu's precognitive dreams?"
Li Yuejiao said, "Sister Yu's prophetic dreams are all bad news. You can only believe it if you see it with your own eyes."
"Isn't it too late to see it?"
Li Yuejiao said, "It's still too early for Sister Yu's new prophetic dream to happen. Wanwan wants us to cooperate in the performance. She must be trying to convince the Jiang family that Sister Yu's dream will definitely happen. Then, if Sister Yu tells them about the real prophetic dream, the Jiang family will have no choice but to believe it and take precautions in advance."
Wen Can sighed, "I thought life would be easier for Big Brother and his family of three once we got to Beijing, but I still have to worry about them."
"Of course. Let's not talk about that for now. Hurry up and write down those prophetic dreams Sister Yu gave to our Wen family. Don't let them get revealed later..."
"Son-in-law, you're back?" Dayong greeted him enthusiastically.
"I'm back late. Is the old lady of the Cheng family still here?"
"My dear son-in-law, Madam Cheng left after lunch. I think she was quite disappointed that she didn't see you."
Song Mingen nodded and entered the Jiang Mansion.
"Master, that must be Elder Jiang's brother-in-law. Judging from his profile, he looks better than Master Cheng."
Mu Jingxing frowned and glared at him.
Xiao Fei quickly changed his words, "He must be a gentleman. He certainly wouldn't be as shameless as the Cheng family and ask for favors from Mr. Jiang."
Mu Jingxing's brows knitted tighter. "Shut up, you're the only one who can talk. Let's go."
"We are all passing by here. Would you like to go in and have a cup of tea?" Xiao Fei asked tentatively.
"Let's do it another day. Guanchen is still in the Hanlin Academy right now, so let's go home."
"yes."
"By the way, is there still no news about the people we sent out?"
Xiao Fei said, "Master, we don't know the name of our savior, and you didn't see her face clearly. It's not easy to find her based on her big, beautiful eyes and that bright red teardrop mole. But don't worry, Master. We will search south city by city and we will definitely find her."
Xiao Fei was helpless. His master should have let someone follow her.
The old lady fell ill and actually wanted to find a girl.
Mu Jingxing was silent for a moment, "Send more people to find the whereabouts of Qin Shenyi."
"yes!"
"Let's go."
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"Wanwan, I'm back. Where's Sister Yu?"
"I'm practicing calligraphy with Meng and Yun in Haitang Garden. The doctor Meng that Old Lady Cheng brought here today is the village doctor who saved my mother. He must have been a member of the Cheng family for a long time. Meng told Yu that he's good at diagnosing whether a baby will be a boy or a girl. If Shushu's son is swapped in the future, he must be a master at it. I suspect the death of my eldest nephew wasn't simple."
Song Mingen: "Mother, do you trust this court doctor particularly?"
Jiang Yunwan was annoyed when she heard this. "Mother remembers his life-saving grace and has great faith in him. If it weren't for Sister Yu's medical skills, I would have believed that he was a great doctor. Sister Yu just said that she changed the eye compress formula for Mother these past two days and that she goes to give her acupuncture at dawn every day. This Doctor Meng is here to take credit for it today. His eye compress formula can't cure Mother's eye disease at all, it only relieves it."
"It's not this court doctor who's trying to take credit for this, but Old Madam Cheng. I bet she'll take advantage of this opportunity to get some benefits once Mother's eyesight is restored."
Jiang Yunwan's face was gloomy. "She's dreaming! If it weren't for my eye disease that can't be stimulated, I would have told my mother."
"Then we'll wait until our mother's eyesight recovers. But by then, the Cheng family's true colors will have been exposed."
Song Mingen leaned forward and kissed Jiang Yunwan on the cheek, then looked at her face carefully, "There's no trace of it here now..."
Jiang Yunwan pushed him away, her face slightly red. "Stay away from me. Don't you know it's hot?"
Song Mingen smiled and said, "It will be cooler in the evening. I will go to the study to review the books I need to read tonight. Go to bed early tonight and I will accompany you to the Nine-story Building tomorrow."
"Wait, my sister-in-law and I have already found out that the wife of Marquis Weiyuan and the Han family in the capital have teardrop moles on their faces. After the performance tomorrow, we will go and take a look secretly."
Song Mingen was shocked, "You told your sister-in-law that Sister Yu is not our daughter anymore?"
"How is that possible? I made up a lie and said that your biological mother had a teardrop mole on her face."
Song Mingen: ???
"How did you make that up? My sister-in-law actually believed it."
Jiang Yunwan told him about it.
Song Mingen looked at Jiang Yunwan with a half-smile, "Your skill in making up lies is becoming more and more perfect."
Weiyuan Marquis Mansion
"What did you say? Mrs. Wu was injured?"
"Yes, young lady. I went to Madam Wu's room and she looked pale, with red and swollen eyes. She looked very haggard. She said that she was in a collision with a caravan carriage on the way back to the capital and injured her right hand. She can no longer be your cook."
"How did you hurt your hand? Have you ever asked when it will be back to normal?"
Du Zhihuan was extremely anxious. Her cooking skills were mediocre to begin with, and if Madam Wu couldn't teach her, where would she find a reliable cook?!
The maidservant Yunshuang said, "Mrs. Wu's right hand can stretch and retract freely, but she can't exert any strength."
"Why did you come back to your parents' home injured?"
"Oh, Madam Wu didn't come back alone. The Song family members are all here. When I left, I saw the Song family carrying their luggage out of the mansion in trucks."
Du Zhihuan was puzzled. "Could it be that Madam Wu and Madam Song just couldn't stand each other and moved out after just one night?"
Yun Shuang said, "I don't know, but judging from Madam Wu's appearance, it's almost the same."
Du Zhihuan lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, "Prepare a car to go to the Wu Mansion."
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