forecourt.
Song Lin was sitting in a secluded house, looking impatient.
Hearing the noise of the guests in the courtyard, he could no longer sit still. He walked to the door, but was stopped by the soldiers guarding both sides.
Song Lin asked anxiously, "I've been waiting here for half an incense stick's time. When is your young master coming?"
The soldier, sword in hand, coldly corrected his form of address: "The Crown Prince ordered you to wait here."
His expression was cold and his gaze sharp.
It was as if he would take action on the spot if Song Lin dared to disobey.
Song Lin recognized him at a glance; the man was from the Song family army and his name was Mu Feng.
This person was originally promoted by Song Ziyu, but later somehow became Song Yu's confidant.
Song Lin glanced at him, then swallowed his anger and returned to his room.
Previously, Mu Feng was just a dark-skinned, honest, and unsophisticated soldier. No one knows how Song Yu has trained him in the past two years, but now he is calm and sharp, showing signs of a complete transformation.
He didn't want to fight with Mu Feng and make things ugly, so he could only return to his room with a flushed face, pick up his teacup and take a sip, trying to extinguish the irritation in his heart.
Today, the General's Mansion was filled with guests. He was chatting and exchanging pleasantries with people in the front yard when Mu Feng suddenly came to see him, saying that Song Yu had something to discuss with him and had led him here.
He waited for a long time, but Song Yu still did not come.
"cunning!"
Song Lin cursed inwardly.
He suddenly remembered that a servant had approached him earlier, saying that a young master wanted to see him.
Before he could even ask who it was, Mu Feng forcibly brought him here.
It must be that Song Yu didn't want to see him chatting and making friends with people and getting along so well, so he put him under house arrest here.
The courtyard is now full of Jiang Shi and Song Yu's people, so a direct confrontation is definitely not an option.
Song Lin slammed his fist on the table.
Fortunately, Song Yu only confined him to this matter and prevented him from showing up in the front yard; she did not do anything else excessive.
I had no choice but to put up with it for now.
At this moment, outside the main hall of the General's Mansion.
Bi Yuan was standing under a locust tree, talking to a servant with a gloomy face.
"Young master, perhaps something has suddenly come up that prevented you from coming. Why don't you come inside first, and you might see Young Master Lin when the banquet starts?"
Bi Yuan: "Didn't you just say that you had already seen Song Lin?"
"Yes, I have already told him that you are looking for him." The servant looked troubled. "But he turned around and left in a hurry. I don't know where he went."
Where else can we go?
Bi Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but a cold smile flashed across his face.
They probably want to avoid me at all costs!
As soon as he entered the room, he called the servants to inform Gu Yurong and Song Lin respectively.
Coincidentally, the maid who came to report from Gu Yurong said exactly the same thing as the servant.
"Madam Gu is currently having tea with Madam Jiang and cannot come to see you, young master. Please wait until the banquet begins and then come to speak with you properly."
Bi Yuan asked, "Was she having tea with Madam Jiang?"
Didn't Gu Yurong say that she and Jiang Wan were like oil and water, incompatible with each other?
Recalling what Jiang Wan had said in the garden that night, that Gu Yurong had asked her to end her life, Bi Yuan's heart sank even further.
It seems that Gu Yurong and Jiang Wan's relationship is not as she described.
"Indeed, the two ladies are entertaining guests together and are really busy. However, Madam Gu has instructed me to take you to a side room to rest."
The maid made a "please" gesture.
"Young Master Bi, this servant will lead the way for you."
The maidservant smiled and looked familiar to Bi Yuan, but she couldn't quite place her.
He did not go with the maid, but instead sent a servant to find Song Lin.
Naturally, Song Lin also failed to find it.
Bi Yuan was left standing there alone, clutching a letter in his hand, his anger surging within him.
Before coming here, he was not entirely certain that Song Lin had plotted to kill him.
Even though he had witnessed many things firsthand, he still harbored a sliver of doubt in his heart, which was also his last hope for Gu Yurong and her son.
Now, what other explanation can there be for these two people's current attitude of avoiding each other, other than their guilty conscience?
Bi Yuan's face paled even more.
If it was Song Lin who failed to assassinate them, his sudden appearance today must have frightened the mother and son.
Perhaps they have a backup plan.
She even sent a maid to take him to rest. If he hadn't been on guard and had actually followed her, who knows what might have happened.
Gu Yurong and her son have made up their minds; if it doesn't work the first time, they might kill him a second time.
Bi Yuan was well aware of the sordid tricks used in those secluded mansions.
Would Gu Yurong treat him the same way?
Bi Yuan was in a state of confusion when she saw the maid return, carrying a cup of tea.
"Young master, please have some tea."
Bi Yuan was on guard and had no appetite for tea. She waved her hand and said, "I don't need any service. You can go about your business."
"Madam Gu specifically instructed me to serve the young master well." The maid was stubborn and refused to take back the teacup. "Wherever the young master is today, I will be there too."
Bi Yuan had no choice but to accept the teacup.
Just as he was about to casually drink it and send the maid away, he suddenly noticed that the maid was staring intently at him with an indescribably strange expression.
Bi Yuan felt a chill in his heart.
Just as the tea was about to touch his lips, he stiffly stopped.
"What's wrong, Young Master Bi?" the maid asked, her voice filled with urgency.
There was no one around, and the area was completely isolated from the hustle and bustle of the front yard, making it very quiet. The tension in her voice was particularly noticeable.
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