Chapter 383 Wax Figure
"How is the little prince now?"
"Song Yu is treating him. I went to the palace to see him the other day. He looks very energetic, taller and a little fatter, but still thinner than other children his age. He shouldn't overwork himself."
Zhuang Liyue suddenly felt something was wrong. "If Song Yu continues to treat him, won't he be able to marry and have children?"
Xiao Hongyi: "I was worried before. My son said that Song Yu is already in love with him. When Song Yu marries me in the future, she will naturally hope that my son will have a better future."
"You've met Song Yu, do you really understand her?"
Xiao Hongyi: "I invited her to the mansion for dinner. Song Yu gave me the impression of being naive. Now that she's in love with her godson, she'll naturally be easy to control."
"I don't think so. The little prince can't be taken care of by her all the time. Without her, we can wait. But now we can't wait any longer. My health is not as good as before. Understand?"
Xiao Hongyi looked at Zhuang Liyue with a firm gaze and said, "I understand! I'll go back and make some plans."
"When necessary, Gan'er should let him know his life experience."
The next day, Gu Yining woke up from the inn and asked, "What did Lu An find last night?"
Xiao Yanxu: "Ayi didn't leave the house last night. My daughter-in-law is still pregnant and is very sensitive and suspicious. Even if he has a mistress outside, he wouldn't dare to go there easily. Also, we suddenly disappeared, and he didn't know when we would return home. He must be worried that we would suddenly show up and catch him off guard. He must have been worried about this and suddenly turned back yesterday. He will stay at home with my daughter-in-law for the next few days."
Gu Yining frowned and looked at him, "You don't have any opinion on him keeping a concubine? If that's the case, where will the reputation of Prince Rong's Mansion be?"
Xiao Yanxu scratched his head and said, "I don't have a concubine. I treat you wholeheartedly. I'm not afraid of losing face."
"Humph, I'm by your side every day, so even if you have that thought, you have to suppress it."
Xiao Yanxu was anxious, fearing that Gu Yining no longer loved him and would fall in love with other old men. "No, I don't have any thoughts at all! I swear, if I had those thoughts, I would..."
"Okay." Gu Yining interrupted him with a smile, "I believe you."
Xiao Yanxu breathed a sigh of relief: "What if Ah Yi really has a concubine and a child with her? What are you going to do? Are you going to just deal with it directly?"
Gu Yining choked. She really didn't know what to do.
"Alright, no matter how tough the situation is, we have to deal with it. Let's eat first. Today we'll go to the Jiang Mansion and take a look. We've seen Huanhuan from afar, so we have to take a look at Yu girl."
"Oh, right." Gu Yining suddenly remembered something and asked, "Didn't we ask Ah Xiao to find out who was following Huan Huan that day? And just like Lu An, he found nothing?"
Xiao Yanxu: "The spy returned to the Jiang family that night. You were asleep when Xiao came back, so I didn't tell you. I forgot about it the next day."
"Jiang family?" Gu Yining pondered for a moment. "Song Yu must have arranged for someone to keep an eye on Du Zhihuan. She's worried about Du Zhihuan and is concerned that she might be having private contact with her godson."
"Ah? Our son wouldn't be fickle, would he?"
"Even his father might have a mistress, so you think he can't?"
"How about..." Xiao Yanxu asked tentatively, "Or should we choose Huanhuan as our grandson's wife?"
"Go away!" Gu Yining pushed him away angrily and went to the dressing table. "Since I can't figure out what's going on, I'll just keep an eye on Du Zhihuan in the dark. I have a hunch that the dream is related to Du Zhihuan. God'er probably cares about Du Zhihuan the most. It's not impossible for him to take risks for her."
"Then choosing Du Zhihuan as the granddaughter-in-law is the safest choice. They grew up together as childhood sweethearts and must have feelings for each other."
"Sister Ye won't agree!"
Jiang Mansion
"Mother, the funeral will be held tomorrow. For safety reasons, you should not go."
Jiang Yunwan: "The person behind this wants to harm me. Even if I hide, they will find a way to sneak in. Your father has secretly arranged everything so that nothing will happen. Also, I'm not so pregnant that I can't walk. I've made up my mind, so don't try to persuade me."
Seeing that he could not persuade her, Song Yu turned around and went to Lan Garden to invite Jiang Youya and Old Madam Jiang to come and persuade her together.
Old Madam Jiang went to Jiang Yunwan's room, covered her chest with her hands, and said that her eyes hurt and she couldn't see clearly.
"Mom, that's your chest, not your eyes."
Old Madam Jiang: ...
"Ah... I don't care. If you don't obey and insist on going to the funeral tomorrow, I... I'll just blindly show you!"
Jiang Yunwan had no choice but to compromise. Her mother had finally regained her sight, so what if she became blind because of her anger?
"Okay, okay, I'll stay at home tomorrow."
Song Yu went to the mourning hall, and the entire hall was guarded by Wen Can's men.
"Uncle Wen, let me check it again carefully."
"Afeng."
Zhang Feng hurried forward and opened the coffin. Inside lay Song Mingen, who was made of paraffin wax, with his face covered with dense black and red rashes.
Seeing that the ears did not seem to be carved properly, Song Yu took a small carving knife and carefully refined them.
Then he held his breath and stuffed a special 'sachet' into the arms of the wax figure.
"It can be covered now."
The coffin lid closed, and everyone in the hall took a deep breath of fresh air.
Wen Can: "Will it not make anyone notice anything?"
"No, I've already refined it, and my special scent is enough to keep them away. I hope they'll make a decisive move tomorrow so we can catch them!"
turtle?
Wen Can suddenly laughed, "As long as they come, let them never come back."
As soon as the gate of Chaofeng Palace Academy opened, Du Zhihuan was the first to come out with her maid.
With a smile on his face and seeming to be in a good mood, he got on the carriage and left.
Tian Xiao in the dark subconsciously looked towards where Ah Qi was hiding.
After a few breaths, Ah Qi followed while eating a big meat pie.
Tian Xiao turned around and went back to the carriage not far away. "Madam, that guy is still following us. It seems like he's watching us every day."
Gu Yining looked at Xiao Yanxu and asked, "Don't you have classes at Fenggong Academy tomorrow?"
"Yes, tomorrow is also the day of the funeral of Boss Jiang's son-in-law. Gan'er will definitely go to escort him. So even if Du Zhihuan wants to, she won't go looking for Gan'er tomorrow."
Gu Yining: "Ah Xiao, you go ahead and follow them. Tomorrow, bring two more people to keep an eye on the Song Mansion. Be careful not to let the Jiang family's spies find out, and don't let Du Zhihuan's people find out."
"yes!"
"Also, if she leaves the house, you must keep a close eye on her and never lose her!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Ning'er, there's no need to be so cautious. Du Zhihuan is a child raised by the Du family and a third-rank noblewoman. She returned to the Song Mansion to repay her parents' kindness and show filial piety. She's obviously a good child."
"She just looks like a good kid! Song Yu sends people to watch her every day because he's worried. He won't withdraw his people unless he's sure Du Zhihuan doesn't have that intention. And that dream, I have a hunch that Du Zhihuan is the root of the trouble!"
Du Zhihuan returned to the Song Mansion and first chatted with Song Mingzhu for a while.
"Will you give me a ride tomorrow?"
Song Mingzhu: "Of course I'll give it a ride."
Du Zhihuan: "You've both severed your relationship, so the Jiang family won't welcome you, right?"
Song Mingzhu recalled what Feng Yingying said that day, and her face became a little embarrassed. "Even if the relationship ends, I'll go. After all, he's the big brother who spoiled me since I was a child..."
A quarter of an hour later, Du Zhihuan returned to her own yard.
Yun Que brought in the dinner. "Miss, this is from the main kitchen. It hasn't been tampered with in any way, so you can eat it without worry."
Du Zhihuan saw a table full of food and said, "You all sit down and eat together."
Yunyan was not used to it, so she picked up a few dishes, put them in her bowl and went to the kitchen.
Seeing Du Zhihuan slow down her eating, Yunyan said, "Tomorrow is the day of Song Yu's father's funeral. Madam Song wants to go and see him off. Are you going there tomorrow?"
Du Zhihuan nodded, "Then I'll go there tomorrow."
My brother's birthday is coming soon, so it would be best if Yang Xu could successfully raise the Gu before then.
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