The wet nurse chased Sang Nuanyue and asked questions, but Sang Nuanyue didn't want to respond.
The wet nurse became a little anxious when she saw this. She babbled, "Don't be embarrassed, girl. If you have anything to say, please tell me. Didn't the man from the Marquis Wu'an Mansion bully you? Good girl, please explain the matter to me clearly. I I have a good idea in my mind."
Sang Nuanyue didn't reply, but when the wet nurse saw how her eyelashes were trembling, she knew that she was really guessing.
The wet nurse immediately put her hands on her hips and cursed, "Okay, I really guessed. Is he really the man from the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion? Is it the Marquis, the Second Master, or the Third Master? It's impossible for the Marquis. The Second Master heard that He also has an upright character, so that’s the third master. It’s unreasonable, he’s still your biological brother-in-law..."
Sang Nuanyue stopped her in time, "Nanny, don't talk nonsense, it's not the third master."
"Not the third master? Could it be the second master?" The wet nurse looked up angrily, "He knows people, faces but not hearts. He is still the censor. He is really a beast with a human face and a beast heart..."
"It's not the Second Master." Sang Nuanyue was forced to have no choice but to hold her head in her hands to ask the nanny to stop making trouble. "I have a headache. I just want to lie down and take a rest."
The wet nurse had a complicated look on her face. She said, "It's not the Third Master, it's not the Second Master, it can't be the Marquis."
But Marquis Wu'an didn't even want the royal princess.
Princess Changrong's request for peace was rejected, and the incident caused a storm in the capital. Even ordinary people like them had heard about the love and hatred between Marquis Wu An and Princess Changrong.
Therefore, it is impossible for the Marquis to have his eyes higher than his head.
Who else could it be?
Could it be the guards of the Hou Mansion?
Or is he a guest from the Hou Mansion?
Or are they the poor relatives living in the Hou Mansion?
The nanny couldn't help but frown when she thought about the virtues of those poor relatives in the Hou Mansion.
But she also felt that it couldn't be them. After all, although these people have no future, they all know how to protect themselves wisely. They relied on the Wu'anhou Mansion to become a wealthy family, so they would never dare to do evil things to offend the Wu'an Hou Mansion. It was not just a matter of eating melons, but if the Marquis knew about it, the Marquis would not rub dirt in his eyes, fearing that it would be a light punishment to send them to the official for severe punishment. If he was so angry, he would even remove their names directly from the family tree. Cross out.
As long as they are not naive or stupid, those tribesmen will not do such things that are harmful to others and not beneficial to themselves.
So, it's definitely not them.
It's not this one, it's not that one either. The nanny really can't figure out which one it is, so she can only let the girl go to her room to rest for a while with full of doubts.
But the wet nurse turned around and went to look for Su Xin and Su Jin.
Su Jin was boiling medicine, while Su Xin stood by the stove with a melancholy look on her face.
The two maids were hiding from the nanny, but they were caught by the nanny anyway. Fortunately, they were very strict. No matter how hard the nanny tried to knock and ask, the two of them would not speak. They were just like two clam shells.
The wet nurse nodded their foreheads angrily, "You guys are really promising if you even hide it from me. Okay, okay, since the girl doesn't want to tell, then you should keep the matter a secret. Don't tell me, let alone the other people in the house. people."
The two nodded repeatedly.
The wet nurse looked at the medicine jar on the stove again, the expression on her face became even more melancholy.
If you want her to say it, it would actually be nice if the girl really had a child.
She saw that the girl was very disappointed with her last marriage and had no intention of marrying again. In this case, giving birth to and raising children will save you the emptiness and loneliness when you grow old.
But since the girl doesn't want it, it proves that the father of the child is not what the girl likes, so if she drinks the medicine, she will drink it.
I just hope that the girl will not regret it in the future.
*
There was a lot of noise in the Sang house here. The craftsmen worked overtime and finally installed the two beds before the curfew.
The new bed is made of fine beech wood and exudes a light woody fragrance. She didn't know whether it was because she was too tired, or because the soothing incense in the room was too effective. Sang Nianyue lay on the brand new Babu bed and fell asleep quickly.
The cold wind whistled outside the window and swept away. The cold water dripped into ice, and snow fell again at midnight.
The snowflakes fell, suppressing all the noise and impetuosity, the world became more and more quiet, and Sang Nianyue slept more and more maturely.
Sang Nianyue slept well here, but she didn't know that several people in Wu'anhou Mansion, two streets away, had uneasy sleep tonight.
The old lady and Aunt Cui were chattering, "What happened to the child Nianyue? She ran out without saying a word. This is not like her style. This child is the most considerate and sensible. This time, she didn't have time to talk to me in advance. He ran away as soon as he said that, what happened? But during Yao'er's hairpin ceremony, someone made that girl angry? "
Aunt Cui shook her head, "That shouldn't happen."
She and the old lady set the general rules for the hairpin ceremony, and she kept an eye on the whole process. The guests who can enter the Marquis Mansion are carefully selected, and there are absolutely no picky, arrogant, mean and trouble-making people. Moreover, she never heard the little maids mention anything inappropriate at the banquet afterwards, that is, Miss Sang did not suffer any injustice at the banquet.
But Miss Sang did go out in the early morning, and someone only sent a message in the afternoon, saying that an old man in the family had come to Beijing, and she wanted to stay outside for a while. I will not come back until the new year. I will come back to apologize to the old lady after the new year. Although this doesn't sound like a complaint, nor does it sound like a child having a tantrum, it seems very subtle compared to Miss Sang's previous proper style of doing things.
Furthermore, she specifically asked people to inquire at the four gates before, and they all said that no one sent a message to Miss Sang today...
This matter is becoming more and more intriguing.
Aunt Cui had a vague feeling that something might have happened during the ceremony.
This matter must be related to Miss Sang, but what it is, either everyone is hiding it from He Yantang; or they are all kept in the dark, and only Miss Sang knows.
However, these speculations cannot be told to the old lady, otherwise the old lady may not be able to rest well these days.
Aunt Cui coaxed and persuaded the old lady to go to rest early. It's very cold, and it looks like it's going to snow again. It's warm to sit in the flower hall, but it's not as comfortable as lying on a warm quilt.
The old lady was coaxed into bed by Aunt Cui, but she had something on her mind and couldn't fall asleep.
Aunt Cui persuaded her a few more times. While urging Aunt Cui to go back and rest, the old lady couldn't help but say, "It would be great if Da Lang was here. He has people all around the house. If Da Lang goes to check , should be able to find out something.”
Aunt Cui smiled, "Mr. Lang is busy. He can't take care of the major affairs of the court every day. You still want to trouble him with these small things."
"Yes, Da Lang is busy too. At this time, we are still discussing things in the Prince's Mansion. I heard that the snow disaster in the northwest is serious, and His Highness is going to go to the disaster relief in person."
"It's been a really cold winter this year, with snow falling one after another. As the New Year is approaching, don't let it snow again, otherwise how will the people live?"
The master and the servant were chatting intently when they heard the little maids exclaiming from outside the window, "It's snowing, it's snowing."
The old lady couldn't sleep any more. She got up and was about to open the window, but she was narrowly stopped by Aunt Cui. Aunt Cui looked out through the crack in the window. Sure enough, it was snowing again. Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell from the sky. After a while, the ground turned white.
The old lady sat back on the bed, now even more melancholy, "God, no one can survive."
"Don't worry about this. Disaster relief matters are handled by the adults in the court."
"I'm just a dying old woman. Even if I want to take care of it, I can't. Alas, I just feel sorry for Dalang. It's such a cold day and I can't go home. Don't freeze outside."
"As long as His Highness the Crown Prince takes care of you, nothing will happen to the Marquis."
The master and the servant murmured to themselves, and it wasn't until the clappers rang at the first watch that the old lady fell asleep.
Aunt Cui stayed with her for a while, and then walked out after seeing that the old lady was asleep.
Shuangli supported her, and Grandma Cui slowly moved out.
She is not young anymore, a few years older than the old lady.
Aunt Cui was childless all her life, so she devoted herself to taking care of the old lady. The old lady wanted to send her to Zhuangzi to raise her, but Aunt Cui said that she was used to being around the old lady, and she became very flustered when she couldn't see her for a day. So the old lady kept her by her side again.
But after all, I have grown up, and now my arms and legs can no longer be used. I feel even more haggard after staying up all night, with a layer of black and blue under my eyes, and I'm afraid I won't be able to recover even if I rest for two days.
The two of them walked to Aunt Cui's room, and Aunt Cui murmured on the way, "The snow a few days ago hasn't melted yet, and it started to snow again today. The housekeepers who came to the capital to deliver the account books were delayed halfway. Even if I could make it to the capital before the New Year, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to go home in time to celebrate the New Year. This year, we’ll have to prepare a lot more tables for the New Year’s Eve dinner.”
Shuangli said, "You are still thoughtful. If you hadn't said this, I would have completely forgotten about it."
"You girl, I don't know you yet? You are a good show. You don't say anything, but in fact you have considered everything in your heart. The old lady asked you to stay with me during this time. Do you understand what I mean?"
Shuangli nodded, and Grandma Cui patted her hand and said, "I'm old, and the old lady is also low on energy. Although most of the matters in the back house are left to the second lady and the third lady, I still have to keep a pair of them. Keep your eyes peeled. You girl, study hard. When Mr. Hou gets married, the old lady will send you to Mrs. Hou to accompany you. Your future lies behind."
Shuangli nodded when he heard this, but his thoughts couldn't help but drift to yesterday.
Her eyelashes fluttered fiercely, and many emotions flashed through her eyes, but in the end they all fell silent.
She was designated to do the things arranged by the Marquis.
Someone around Mrs. Hou? This is also a good job, but I don’t know who the future Mrs. Hou will be.
But no matter who it is, the Marquis and the Sang girl probably have no fate...
*
Let’s go back to the third room.
Ever since Zhou Baolu learned that Sang Nuoyue had moved out early in the morning, her mood had become uncertain.
She is already smart, and she has put a lot of thought into Sang Nuanyue. Through some of Sang Nuanyue's behaviors, she can easily guess why Sang Nuanyue did what she did.
Therefore, she thought that Sang Nianyue would most likely avoid going out when she left the house.
But who is she avoiding?
If what she expected was true, what happened yesterday would definitely come true. But the one who benefited was definitely not Prince Su, so who picked the peach in the end?
Yesterday, the second brother and Shen Tinglan were with the old lady. If they were not allowed to do anything, only the eldest brother Shen Tingjun would be left.
But the eldest brother has not come back since he sent the prince away yesterday. It wasn't until dinner today that Cheng Lin was sent over to say that he was discussing important matters at the prince's residence and would not be able to return home for the next two days.
The eldest brother has alibi, so it cannot be the eldest brother. But now that Sang Nianyue has left Wu'anhou's mansion, the person she wants to avoid is designated to be from this mansion.
Zhou Baolu couldn't help but think of the guests, guards, distant relatives, and even servants in the Hou Mansion.
She was happy in her heart, feeling that she had humiliated Sang Nianyue; but the plan failed, Prince Su did not benefit, the benefits promised to her would not be fulfilled, and her father's visit to Beijing would have to wait a little longer.
In other words, all her busy days were in vain.
And after this incident, Sang Nianyue should be more alert than before. I'm afraid it won't be so easy if I try to plot against her next time.
It would be great if we could find Sang Nianyue's godmother, and we could threaten her with this matter. Otherwise, there is no witness or physical evidence, and she tells the matter for nothing. Not only will no one believe her, but they will slander her and ruin her cousin's reputation.
Zhou Baolu was frustrated and annoyed. Privately, she was secretly angry at the person who ruined her good deeds.
"Don't let me know who it is, otherwise..."
"What are you mumbling about?"
Zhou Baolu was startled, and when she suddenly came to her senses, she saw Shen Tinglan standing behind her. And he didn't know how much he heard of her murmur just now.
Zhou Baolu was flustered and his eyes flickered, but he didn't dare to look at Shen Tinglan.
She stuttered and asked, "Husband, husband, when did you come here? Yes, by the way, what did you ask me just now?"
Shen Tinglan looked at Zhou Baolu with a complex expression, and the emotions in his eyes were obscure and difficult to describe.
This afternoon, his personal servant finally completed what he had delivered before. I checked all the rumors about Sang Nianyue in the house clearly.
Even the source of these rumors has been found.
Regardless of whether it was that Sang Nianyue was unruly and frivolous, or that Shi Xingzhou looked similar to Sang Nianyue's deceased husband, these rumors actually spread from Sanfang.
Is Zhou Baolu stupid?
Or does she think everyone in Wu'anhou Mansion is a fool?
In the entire Marquis Wu'an Mansion, she and the maid beside her were the only ones who had seen Sang Nianyue's husband. Whether you identify her as the suspect, look for evidence, or follow the clues bit by bit, you will easily find that the ultimate source of these rumors is the third room.
It's Zhou Baolu.
But why?
How much hatred does she have with Cousin Sang?
Then again, since there are such heart-wrenching rumors, he must want the other party to die. But with such resentment, why did he bother to bring Cousin Sang into the house in the first place?
Shen Tinglan realized that he understood his wife less and less.
Or maybe he never understood her.
He even suspected that the Zhou Baolu he was familiar with was the one she showed off specifically to him.
Is that so?
Is her thoughts really so dirty?
Is her plan really so vicious?
Is her secret really that deep?
Shen Tinglan no longer dared to look directly at the person beside him, but this was because he had disobeyed his mother and insisted on taking his wife.
Maybe she had some last resort reasons.
Maybe she and Sang Nianyue really had an ongoing hatred.
So, she could save her from the sea of misery out of benevolence, but because of the hatred, she couldn't let go. She couldn't tolerate Sang Nuanyue living too happily?
Shen Tinglan decided to give her another chance to plead her case.
He looked at Zhou Baolu and said, "I see you standing here talking to yourself. Are you worried about Cousin Sang?"
"Cousin, what happened to my cousin? Didn't she just move out of the house? It's nothing. Anyway, my cousin is unpredictable and moody. I have never figured out what she is thinking. She is also very stubborn and willful. I want to Whatever you do must be done, and you won’t listen to other people’s advice at all.”
Shen Tinglan's original intention was not to question Sang Nianyue about moving out of the house, she just wanted to give her a chance to plead her case and let her tell her what was wrong with her and Sang Nianyue. But Shen Tinglan could hear something in her voice.
He immediately narrowed his eyes and asked calmly, "Why did Cousin Sang move out? Do you really not know?"
"Husband, what do you mean by this? It seems that I know something, but I really don't know. Cousin, she didn't even inform my mother, let alone me. My mother treated her so kindly, but she was kind, I even went out for a few days without saying goodbye to my mother in person. My cousin is really spoiled by her family."
Shen Tinglan looked at Zhou Baolu quietly. Although he didn't detect anything, he was a little disappointed, but his attention was quickly diverted by Zhou Baolu. He couldn't help but wonder, is it Cousin Sang who is spoiled, or are you spoiled?
They are obviously the same person, but how come there is such a big difference before and after marriage?
Shen Tinglan was a little doubtful at this moment whether the Zhou Baolu in front of him and the person he married were the same person.
At that time, she was obviously gentle and considerate, and everything she could see was the beauty and kindness of her daughter's family.
He still remembered an incident that happened when they were wandering around Jinzhou together.
At that time, when she saw a boy begging on the street, she would say, "You have hands and feet, you have to learn to support yourself. Run errands for others, deliver goods to others, you can do anything that can support yourself. Be a human being. To have backbone, only what you earn with your own hands is yours. If you just want to get something for nothing and rely on others' charity for your whole life, then your waist will not be straight for the rest of your life. In just a few decades of life, you have to Are you wasting your limited life on such shameful laziness?"
At that time, he felt that Zhou Baolu was so naive that she actually wanted to persuade a beggar to move forward. But he felt that her innocence shone.
She is gentle and kind, her back is straight, and she is so arrogant and self-reliant in her bones. She is really the most beautiful girl in the world.
But this girl can change, she can disguise, she can be scheming, and she can change her words.
It's obviously her, but it's not her.
Neither husband nor wife slept well that night.
Shen Tinglan still couldn't figure out when Zhou Baolu started to change, or whether it was just her nature.
How did she do it, lie and act so freely in front of him?
And this was after he had realized that her words were untrue.
Zhou Baolu was thinking about it, which man would be the one to pick the peaches in the end?
She also felt that Shen Tinglan's attitude today was strange, and the look in his eyes was very obscure. The emotions inside were so complicated and the eyes were so deep that she wanted to escape.
Zhou Baolu didn't want her inner emotions to be spied on, and she didn't want Shen Tinglan to be disappointed in her. She could only run away again and again, but there would be a day when she could no longer escape.
Also unable to sleep was Shen Tingjun, who was in the East Palace.
Just before the keys to the palace were locked, Cheng Yi and Cheng Lin investigated everything he had handed over yesterday.
The mouth that needed to be pried was opened, and the information that needed to be obtained was obtained.
Some of the news was far beyond Shen Tingjun's expectations, so he had to remain silent.
There is even an Easter egg included in Cheng Lin’s investigation——
Sujin Weichu bought a portion of Bizi Decoction from Anmin Pharmacy.
Shen Tingjun looked at the line of small words on the paper. He didn't say anything for a long time, his black eyes staring straight at the line of words, as if he didn't recognize it, and he didn't seem to understand its meaning.
After a long time, he finally clenched the paper in his palm into a ball.
Shen Tingjun felt unhappy, thinking that he had been thinking about the person on the bed all day. But after she woke up, she sent her maid to buy a portion of the soup.
She didn't want his heir, which made his brow furrow into a knot.
"Master, have you rested?"
Cheng Lin's voice sounded outside the door.
Shen Tingjun waited for a long time, until Cheng Lin thought his master had fallen asleep, and then he suddenly said, "We have never." His voice was hoarse and deep, as if he was immersed in too many emotions and couldn't extricate himself.
Cheng Lin couldn't help but shrink his neck and his heart trembled. He wanted to run away, but he was on duty tonight and the palace was locked. Unless he wanted to die, he couldn't go anywhere.
Cheng Lin whispered, "Master, it's snowing outside again. The prince is worried that the snow will be too heavy and the snow disaster will intensify, so he invites the marquis and other guests to the front hall to distribute disaster relief work overnight."
Shen Tingjun said "hmm" after a long time.
He calmed down his emotions and looked at the paper ball in his hand again. After all, he mercilessly threw the ball of paper into the brazier next to him. Watching the paper ball suddenly burst into red sparks, watching it turn into ashes in an instant, Shen Tingjun took another look, and then He opened the door without hesitation and strode out.
It was freezing cold outside, and Cheng Lin's nose was so cold that the tip of his nose was red, and his nose was about to burst from the cold, but he didn't even dare to sniff at this time.
What the Marquis was looking at just now was handed in by him, and he knew exactly what was written on it. There is no good news there, and therefore, although Mr. Hou looks calm now, his mood is definitely not much better.
Cheng Lin had a strong desire to survive, so he thought at this moment that he should make less noise and not make the Marquis annoyance. Otherwise, I'm afraid this time it won't be a simple matter of receiving a punishment, and he didn't want to take the blame for the two women on the paper.
He despised what the third lady did and didn't want to become the Marquis's punching bag because of her. As for that Miss Sang, no, I don’t dare to mention it, I don’t even dare to think about it...
Let me tell you some bad news. Chapter 72 that I revised did not pass and it will take 48 hours before I can continue to apply. In other words, if things go well, everyone will have to wait two days to see my 72nd chapter. I have a better memory, and I won’t dare to commit crimes in the future. I really can’t afford it.
