Chapter 257 Ah Qi stole the pills
"If I want to have a family dinner, I will go back to my mother's house with her."
Wu Han felt somewhat resistant. How could it be considered a family dinner at his maternal grandparents' house?
"But... I want the three of us to sit down and have a meal together. Now that the Du family knows Huanhuan is your daughter and Song Yu has returned to the Du family, it wouldn't be a big deal if Huanhuan came back and had a meal with us."
Song Mingzhu said, "On the day of Song Yu's family reunion banquet, Niang An sent people to investigate. The Jiang family didn't reveal Huanhuan's identity. Huanhuan stayed in the Du Mansion as an adopted daughter and continued to be the daughter of the Du family. We shouldn't bother Huanhuan. If someone finds out about the three of us being in contact, Huanhuan's identity will be exposed. She will be the daughter of a convicted official, which will be very disadvantageous to her."
"The Marquis and his wife know the truth and still dote on Huanhuan as if she were their own daughter. We should be grateful and sincerely repent and reform. Otherwise, if Huanhuan is sent back, what good family will she marry into?"
Wu Han asked, "So, mother, do you sincerely hope that Huanhuan will marry into a good family in the future?"
"Of course. As the daughter of a marquis, plus she's a third-rank noblewoman, it's not impossible for her to marry into a noble family."
Wu Han felt her mother was just taking things for granted. "The entire capital knows Huanhuan isn't of the Marquis's bloodline, but merely an adopted daughter. She was once Prince Xiao's fiancée, but now that the engagement has been broken off, which wealthy family in the capital would marry Huanhuan?"
Song Mingzhu disagreed. "You may not know this since you've been studying at the Imperial College, but there are many young men from aristocratic families who admire Huanhuan. When Huanhuan reaches the age of 15, someone will naturally come to propose marriage to her."
Wu Han was anxious. "The wealthy families pay attention to matching up. After all, Huanhuan is not of the Marquis' bloodline. Huanhuan can only marry a lower-class man, or marry a poor man who came to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Mother, don't say that the Marquis's Mansion will prepare a generous dowry for Huanhuan. If Song Yu wants to marry Prince Xiao, the Marquis's Mansion will definitely give Song Yu priority."
Song Mingzhu frowned slightly. What exactly did her son want to say?
"It's okay. Mother will prepare a dowry for Huanhuan."
Wu Han's breath caught in his chest. "Can the dowry Mother prepared for Huanhuan be the same as the one prepared for the Marquis' Mansion? Song Yu and Prince Xiao went to Ruibao Tower today, and Huanhuan fell ill because of this."
"Huanhuan is sick?" Song Mingzhu couldn't help but feel a little worried and distressed. "How is she now?"
"I heard that the Marquis's wife has been with her the entire time, so she should be fine. It's obvious that Huanhuan loves Prince Xiao. Now that she can't marry him, how can she possibly bear it? I'm afraid she'll be in tears for the rest of her life."
Song Mingzhu felt both distressed and guilty.
If Wu Lingheng had not exchanged the child, Huanhuan would not be in such a dismal state now.
"Don't worry, Han'er. With the Du family pampering and coaxing her, she will get over it."
Wu Han was speechless. Was the person in front of him still the mother who always cared about Huanhuan?
"How could Huanhuan possibly let it go? I've seen it all these years from the shadows. Huanhuan really likes Prince Xiao and truly loves him. She can't see any other men; her heart and eyes are filled with Prince Xiao. What if she becomes his mistress?"
Concubine?
Song Mingzhu then became anxious. "Hanhuan can't be a concubine, and Prince Xiao can't have a concubine either. The Marquis and his wife are absolutely not likely to allow Huanhuan to be a concubine, let alone a concubine."
Wu Han said, "Even so, Huanhuan still likes Prince Xiao. What if she becomes his concubine?"
Song Mingzhu was panicked. If Huanhuan insisted on doing what she wanted, she might secretly become Xiao Shizi's concubine.
"Qiuyue."
Qiuyue came in in response, "Madam."
"Go to the Marquis' Mansion and see the Marquis's wife. Tell her that I have something urgent to discuss tomorrow and I want to meet her at the Nine-Storied Tower."
"Wait." Wu Han called to Qiuyue, "Aunt Qiuyue, please step back first and come back in a quarter of an hour."
Qiuyue glanced at Song Mingzhu.
"Listen to Brother Han."
Qiuyue responded and retreated.
"What do you want to tell mother?"
Wu Han said, "Mother's visit to the Marquis' wife was simply to ask her to keep an eye on Huanhuan and prevent her from doing anything stupid."
Song Mingzhu nodded. "Not only that, Mother hopes that Madam Hou can find a good husband for Huanhuan as soon as possible."
"No matter how good my husband is, can he compare to Prince Xiao?"
Wu Han was extremely angry. His mother no longer planned for Huanhuan's wealth and glory. She was content with the status quo and was content with a small fortune.
Song Mingzhu was angry, "What on earth do you want to say to mother?"
Seeing Song Mingzhu's anger, Wu Han said awkwardly, "It's just... Huanhuan can't marry Prince Xiao. I feel bad for her."
Song Mingzhu calmed down, "It's a good thing that you care about Huanhuan, but what we need to do is to make her think more positively and prevent her from doing stupid things."
"Yes, mother, I understand. I've made you worry about everything these days and it's been tiring for you. Today, I'll personally cook dinner for you as an apology, okay?"
Song Mingzhu was very pleased to hear this, "The kitchen is already prepared. You can cook for mother when you have time. Mother hasn't rested all day."
"Then take a rest first, and I will make it for you tomorrow."
As soon as Wu Han left the room, Qiuyue came forward to greet him.
"Young Master."
Wu Han nodded, then strode past her and left.
Qiuyue looked back at Wu Han. The eldest young master was probably unwilling to be a teacher.
"Madam, shall I go to the Du Mansion to see the Marquis' wife now?"
Song Mingzhu nodded, "Go ahead."
"Miss." Bai Lan came in hurriedly. "Just now, I ran into Aunt Qiuyue, who was with Song Mingzhu, coming out of the Marquis's courtyard. I wonder what she was doing here?"
Song Yu thought for a moment and said, "We'll know tomorrow. It's probably Song Mingzhu who wants to see Du Zhihuan. You should pay attention tomorrow."
At night, Wu Han stared at the pills in the box and was reluctant to fall asleep.
Is it really okay for my mother to eat this?
Will my mother really listen to him?
Is this guy Yang Xu really reliable?
Once my mother is brought to see him and is controlled by him, if the face-changing operation fails, the consequences will be unimaginable.
As Wu Han was thinking, his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Wu Han stuffed the small box under his pillow, pulled the quilt over him and fell asleep quickly.
A quarter of an hour later, a masked gangster sneaked into the room and quickly knocked Wu Han unconscious.
He searched and felt around the room for about half a minute before he finally found Wu Han's pillow.
After the masked gangster Ah Qi succeeded, he quickly left the room, climbed over the wall and ran towards the Du Mansion.
Song Yu had just laid down when Bai Lan's hurried voice came in.
"Miss, go back to sleep later. Ah Qi has come back and has something urgent to tell you."
Song Yu somersaulted out of bed.
No wonder Qiuyue came today, the mother and son must be pregnant.
"Aqi, why are you here so late?"
Ah Qi opened his palm, revealing a box the size of a thumb ring. "Wu Han went to that house again today. He stayed there for a long time. When he came out, he had this green pill in his hand."
Bai Kan took it and handed it to Song Yu.
Song Yu opened the box and looked at it, and a green pill suddenly appeared in his sight.
Song Yu sniffed it carefully and his expression changed instantly.
"What's wrong, miss? Is this poison?"
Song Yu said, "Master once identified a similar hallucinogenic drug for me. Once a person takes it, their mind will be temporarily controlled by others."
"What? This... How could Wu Han have such a vicious thing?"
Song Yu looked at Ah Qi and asked, "Is this given to Wu Han by the owner of that courtyard?"
"Yes, Miss. Wu Han brought this pill with him when he left the courtyard. The servants in that courtyard are quite skilled in martial arts. I couldn't get too close, so I didn't overhear what Wu Han said to that man. Oh, Wu Han came to the Du Mansion early in the morning and lingered at the back door, asking about Du Zhihuan's condition."
Song Yu closed the box and handed it to Ah Qi. "Send it back overnight. I want to see what they're planning."
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