The Duke’s wife is beautiful but has a dark heart

Wen Yu returned home and went directly to Mrs. Qi's room.

"Mother."

Mrs. Qi had just finished her lunch. When she saw her coming back, she quickly put down her chopsticks and said, "Ayu, have you eaten? How is your second aunt at home?"

"Let's not talk about her first! I came to the store and brought hoof flowers, and they are still hot! Let's eat them together!"

Mrs. Qi looked at the gentle and beautiful little girl, her heart felt like honey, "Okay! Let me try it. Is it made by Zhuzhu?"

"Yes! Fermented bean curd..." Wen Yu opened the box, scooped out a piece and put it into Mrs. Qi's bowl.

When Mrs. Qi tasted it, she found it salty, fragrant and soft, melting in her mouth.

"Zhuzhu is such a good craftsman."

"Well, she especially likes to eat these glutinous and tough things. So, look at her little face, it's so smooth!"

"Then let's eat more from now on..."

After the two of them finished eating, the things were taken away, and tea was served before Wen Yu let out a long sigh.

"what's wrong?"

"Sigh...I want to tell you, but it's really hard to say."

"Is there anything else you have to say to me?"

"Mother, Princess Huiduan, do you know?"

"Of course I know! She is a little younger than me, and we had a good relationship when we were in the boudoir! Later, she became a widow, and she was afraid of causing trouble to others, so she didn't make many arrangements to see each other. After I got married, I didn't live a comfortable life. If you don’t have the mind to think about it, there will be less contact.”

"What kind of person is she?"

Mrs. Qi chuckled, "When I was young, I looked cool, but in my heart, I couldn't get out of the circle. But she is really a bit rebellious. She is talented and has a right idea. She only wants to be comfortable for herself and doesn't care about other people's gossip. I am right Xiaowu and his brothers are very considerate of each other no matter what, and arrange every detail. But she and her son are just like ordinary acquaintances, there is no such thing as a mother being kind and a son being filial! They both love each other for what they do! You Why did you mention her?"

"Princess Huiduan's husband-in-law is a good friend of the Moqing family. She is also very close to Mrs. Zhang. I heard that...a few months ago, my second uncle and Princess Huiduan met for the first time at the Zhang family. Later, we met again at our house We met in the shop... and then, hehe, we had dinner, tea, drinking and dancing, and they got along quite well. Now, my second uncle wants to make peace with his second aunt... he wants to marry the princess! "

"What? Is there such a thing?!" Mrs. Qi actually laughed.

Wen Yu's face turned red, "Mother... my daughter-in-law is in a dilemma here!"

"What are you struggling with? Ouch..." She laughed so hard that tears flowed out.

Wen Yu hurriedly wiped it for her, "Isn't this a good thing! If others heard that this happened to my daughter-in-law's family, wouldn't they laugh out loud?" After speaking, she curled her lips.

"It's none of their business? If anyone wants to gossip, just send them to Hui Duan. If you can, tell them in front of them! You can't screw them up!"

"Oh, that's a good idea."

"Tell me what's going on!?" Mrs. Qi was very excited.

"It is said that the second uncle took it seriously and confessed his love to the princess. The princess said that you are qualified to say this to me first, and then I will consider it. Well, the second uncle is going home to reconcile with the second aunt! The whole family I can't defeat him! My grandmother is worried and my second aunt is sad! I'm just afraid that something will happen, so I ask her to persuade her."

"Oh, this Hui Duan...it's really true...he's so old, and he's still fussing over this matter!"

Although Mrs. Qi was sighing, Wen Yu could tell: Is your mother-in-law envious? !
No, you must have read it wrong!
"Grandma has high demands on my father, but she dotes on my second uncle. He has no fame and does not do anything. Finally, he has the support of family wealth and lives a comfortable life. He plays music, plays and sings, plays chess and games, speaks eloquently, and writes well. He always plays and plays. Yes, well-informed about everything. My second aunt is a husband-oriented person, and her second uncle will do whatever she says. She never interferes!
But this matter... Let's not talk about what others will say. To put it simply, if it succeeds, if my second uncle dares to do anything else in the future, he will be punished! ? "

Mrs. Qi snorted: "Everyone has his own destiny! Hui Duan and your second uncle have a bad relationship, and it is reasonable to have a bad relationship. Similarly, your second uncle divorced his wife for her and ignored his children. Let Hui Duan deal with any mischief in the future. He has nothing to be wronged about.”

"Oh, mother, you are so transparent!"

"You don't know, the princess's son is not someone to be trifled with!"

"Really?" Wen Yu smiled...

……

Master Wen was very angry when he saw that he had come a little late and the hoof flower belonged to someone else.

Yan Zhu was surprised: "It's already past the point where you usually come!"

"Can't you come after a while!? Besides, even if I can't come, I will still send Huzi to get it."

"Then, I have promised Mubo and his brother, how about... can you split it with them?"

Master Wen was not happy, "But I just heard that you let Qi Wu's wife take part of it?"

"That's enough. I even made glutinous rice balls."

"Then...okay." Lord Wen reluctantly agreed.

Mu Bo and Zhang Yuan looked at each other, then took down their chopsticks towards the hoof flowers served by Mu Ling.

Mr. Wen sat back in his usual place, "Zhuzhu, you want to eat some too?!"

"Zhuzhu has already eaten!"

"Then sit here and talk."

"Okay!" Yan Zhu sat down with twinkling eyes.

"You have something to do today." Wen Ruo smiled lightly.

"Ah?! No?" "No? Your expression doesn't look like there is no one."

"Really!" It was broken, let him see it...

Yan Zhu blinked her eyes and waited until Lord Wen had eaten and drank enough before asking: "Sir, Zhu Zhu hasn't asked yet, do you have a daughter?"

Lord Wen was startled, "Why do you ask about this?"

"Tell me about it!"

"No. I don't have a daughter or a wife." Mr. Wen became indifferent, his face quite ugly.

"Ah... shouldn't I be asking?" Yan Zhu was a little nervous.

Master Wen is indeed unhappy. If it were anyone else, he would probably lose his temper. But facing Zhuzhu... forget it.

"Why did you think of asking this?" His expression was also very different from the usual gentle breeze and drizzle.

"I...um...I..." Yan Zhu was frightened and didn't know what to say.

Wen Ruoqing felt a little regretful. This place not only had good food, but also had an... atmosphere that he liked very much. Sometimes, I feel like this is "home"...

However, if his reverse scale is pulled, it will be the last time he comes here.

"I like the atmosphere here very much. I also know that you are not an ignorant girl. If you have something to say clearly...if not, I will leave." He wiped his hands.

Gu Yue, who was eavesdropping outside, blinked her eyes and a smile appeared on her lips. Does he mean... that he will never come again?
That's very good……

Master Wen suddenly became a stranger, and Yan Zhu was so scared, as if she was about to lose something important.

"No, Master Wen, that's actually the case..." She said quickly, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

After Wen Ruo listened carefully, his expression softened.

"The methods you mentioned are really similar to the usual behavior of someone I know... Zhuzhu, this so-called Wen Xianggui has nothing to do with me. You are free to use whatever method you want to use to fight back. If you need me You can help, too!" He smiled.

"You looked so scary just now...I..." Yan Zhu relaxed and her nose felt sore...

"Okay! Silly girl. I'm not angry, I just don't like the topic. If I have a daughter, I hope she can be like you..."

Speaking of this, Wen Ruoqing saw Yan Zhu, who was about to cry, as if he overlapped with a figure in his mind. Suddenly, his vision went dark, and he heard a sharp pain like a needle pricking "Ah!" and held his head in his hands.

Leaning on the table.

Yan Zhu jumped up: "Master Wen!? Gu Yue!" She shouted subconsciously.

Gu Yue dodged in and helped Wen Ruoqing, who was falling to the ground.

Yan Zhu stared and pointed: "What's wrong with him?!"

Gu Yue saw Wen Ruoqing clenching her teeth and trembling deeply, as if she was in extreme pain... She seemed to be vomiting. So she reached out and touched the back of his neck. Wen Ruoqing dropped her hands and fainted.

"What's wrong? What happened to him?" Yan Zhu panicked.

"It doesn't matter. Maybe I have a headache. Go ask the doctor..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhu turned around and ran out. When he met Song Shang, he said anxiously: "Brother Song, Master Wen has fainted! Call the doctor quickly!"

Song Shang said to the people around him: "Go and invite Mr. Huang!" After that, he entered the screen.

Gu Yue lowered her head and supported Wen Ruoqing.

"Carry it to the private room upstairs!" Song Shang said.

Gu Yue hugged Wen Ruoqing with both hands. He strode upstairs and found a soft spot in the private room, so he placed him on it.

Yan Zhu followed closely, "It doesn't matter, right? Gu Yue, you won't hurt him in that moment, right? He just ate a lot, won't he choke?"

"Don't worry, I didn't hurt him. The doctor will be here soon. Don't worry..." Seeing Yan Zhu's anxious look, Gu Yue felt distressed and comforted her softly.

Song Shang said: "Is anyone following him? You have to go to Wen's house to ask for someone."

Yan Zhu remembered: "Huzi is chatting with someone outside. Call him up quickly."

After a while, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old came up. "Sir!" He was also startled.

Song Shang said: "Mr. Wen seems to have a sudden headache and has already called a doctor. Has he ever had such symptoms in daily life? Is there a doctor you know well?"

Huzi said: "My lord has been injured and occasionally gets headaches. You don't need to take medicine on weekdays. When you get sick, the doctor will use medicinal needles."

"It's hard to move him now. Which doctor showed him? Besides, let someone talk to my family."

Huzi shook his head: "My lord has given instructions not to tell these things to my family. It was always Dr. He from He Yantang who showed it to me."

"Quickly go to Heyan Hall to ask for Doctor He." Song Shang ordered.

Yan Zhu made a small stool and sat next to Master Wen, looking at him worriedly...

Gu Yue stood aside and looked at Yan Zhu worriedly.