Lady Zhen’s ferocious expression caused the servants present to shiver involuntarily; they dared not say much and imdiately organized a search party.
Seeing Zhen Fantong’s pitiful state, Lady Zhen wished she could imdiately drag out the perpetrator, strip their nerves and skin, gouge their eyes, sever their hands, and drink their blood and eat their flesh!
Her eyes burned with fury as she looked at the servants present and asked harshly, "Where did the Princely Heir go yesterday? Who did he et?"
No one knew the answer to this question.
Lady Zhen beca increasingly furious, "You bunch of useless eaters! Worthless! You know nothing! What use does the Marquis Mansion have for you! You’d be better off fed to the dogs!"
Crowd: "..."
Perhaps due to being intimidated by Lady Zhen’s power, soone finally replied softly, "The Young Master said yesterday he was going to seek revenge on Princess Qin..."
At hearing this, Lady Zhen’s expression changed several tis, her face full of hatred, nearly bulging her eyes out, "Lin, Wan, Yue! It’s her! It must be her!"
Even though there was no evidence yet, Lady Zhen had already sentenced Lin Wanyue to death in her heart, convinced that Zhen Fantong was being victimized by her.
Since the last incident, she hadn’t seen the Ding’an Marquis for a long ti and hadn’t dared to visit his courtyard.
Taking advantage of this event today, Lady Zhen mustered up the courage and went to the main courtyard with Chun He.
She happened to encounter the Ding’an Marquis, who had just changed his clothes and was about to leave.
Lady Zhen squeezed her handkerchief, gathered her courage, and took two quick steps forward, "This concubine (servant) greets the Marquis! I wish the Marquis well!"
The Ding’an Marquis gave her a cursory glance, his expression indifferent, "Didn’t I tell you to stay in your own courtyard and not co here unnecessarily?"
His naturally commanding aura intimidated Lady Zhen, causing her to flinch reflexively.
But thinking about how she hadn’t seen him for many days, now was a rare opportunity due to this issue!
Lady Zhen bit her lip quietly and, gathering courage, spoke softly, "This concubine has an important matter to report to the Marquis, Tong’er was severely injured by King Qin, and is currently unconscious, I don’t even know if he’ll wake up, I’m very scared..."
As she spoke, tears began to fall.
Indeed, she was truly saddened.
Her husband has let her down, and her only son was persecuted to the brink of not resembling a person. She wanted to have another child, but there was always no opportunity. Thinking of this, her tears fell even more fiercely.
The Ding’an Marquis furrowed his brow slightly, "King Qin?"
Lady Zhen: Didn’t he see my tears? Why doesn’t he comfort with a single word??
But she didn’t dare ask, and she didn’t dare to show any dissatisfaction.
"Yes, Marquis, last ti King Qin and Lin Wanyue ruthlessly hurt Tong’er, and this ti it must be them again! Besides them, no one else is so malicious!"
"Tong’er is the Marquis’s son, the sole Princely Heir of the Marquis Mansion. King Qin’s actions clearly do not regard the Marquis; he is slapping your face and cutting off your lineage!"
"Marquis, you must avenge Tong’er!"
Lady Zhen tearfully accused King Qin of his atrocities, listing his provocations towards the Ding’an Marquis, her expression mournful!
However, the Ding’an Marquis seed as if he were an outsider, his expression indifferent and unperturbed.
"I have other matters to attend to; this matter will be discussed later."
With just these words, the Ding’an Marquis left, leaving Lady Zhen standing incredulous as he walked out of the courtyard without looking back.
"Marquis!"
Realizing she had been left behind, Lady Zhen quickly ran to catch up with him, but before she could voice her plea, a simple glance from the Ding’an Marquis silenced her.
When she ca back to her senses, the Ding’an Marquis had already walked far away.
"Milady..."
Chun He looked at her with so concern, her heart a mix of emotions.
Not even a tiger harms its cubs! Yet, as a father, the Marquis is so indifferent to the Princely Heir! It truly is...
Lady Zhen no longer had the ferocity or harshness she had in front of the servants, slumping to the ground against the column like a deflated balloon.
"Tong’er has beco like this; he must have given up on Tong’er already, my poor Tong’er."
"No, he’s not just giving up on Tong’er; he’s giving up on both of us."
Lady Zhen, looking distraught, grabbed Chun He’s hand, "Chun He, tell , it’s been so long since the Marquis visited my courtyard, does he have another woman outside?"
Chun He’s face changed, a bit panicked, "Milady, this..."
As a servant, gossiping about the Marquis behind his back is a capital offense!
Lady Zhen didn’t heed her; she spoke to herself, "Will he perhaps take a new wife? At that ti, Tong’er’s position as Princely Heir, and my position as the main lady of the Marquis Mansion, will be taken by soone else."
"No! Absolutely not! I must go find my brother!"
Saying this, Lady Zhen got up from the ground, stumbling and ran outward.
Chun He, filled with anxiety, chased after her, "Milady, Milady, wait for this servant!"
...
Fengyi Palace.
The Empress gently turned the third Luminous Pearl inlaid on the dressing mirror, three turns to the left, one and a half turns to the right.
The originally intact wall slowly opened to both sides, revealing a secret door.
The Empress, having changed into casual clothes, turned and entered the secret door, activated a chanism inside, and the wall returned to normal.
Behind the secret door was a long corridor, with countless Luminous Pearls set into the walls on both sides, illuminating the corridor like daylight.
At the end of the corridor was a flight of steps, leading to a spacious secret room, luxuriously decorated and resplendent.
Just as the Empress stepped into the secret room, a figure in a black cloak drew her into their arms.
The Empress reached out to push him, "Mu Lang, I ca to see you for an impo..."
However, before she could finish her words, she was silenced as he bent down to kiss her, passionately speaking of longing and pain.
"Wanrou, let’s speak later."
And with that wait, much ti passed by.
"Mu Lang, do you know about Lin Qianqiu seeing the Emperor today?"
The Empress sat on the Imperial Concubine Chair, gathered her cloak, and asked in this manner.
"I am already aware of it; Lin Qianqiu requested a marriage decree, but the Emperor has not given a definite response yet."
"What is the Crown Prince planning regarding this matter?"
Asked this, the Empress sighed softly, worry showing on her brow, "I ca to see you regarding this matter."
The person wrapped an arm around the Empress, fingers gently stroking her hair, softly asking, "What do you an?"
"Jue’er said he currently has no intention of marrying."
"I observed his expression today and realized that last night’s event might not be to his liking."
That person’s eyes suddenly sharpened, frowning, "Could soone have dared to sche against the Crown Prince?"
"Jue’er is not willing to say much, but with my understanding of him, there must be sothing hidden about the matter."
"Do you think it could be that Lin Yanran, eager to enter the East Palace, employed so ans and, leveraging that, forced Jue’er to marry her?"
Faced with the Empress’s conjecture, the person slightly knitted his brows in contemplation, "The Lin Mansion, Lin Qianqiu, do they have the audacity to plot against the Crown Prince?"
"I also find this matter suspicious, which is why I ca to discuss it with you. We can’t get any information from Jue’er; you should have soone investigate the course of events,"
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