readsfreenovel Chapter 44: The Sequel to the Real and Fake Young Masters
Chapter 44: The Sequel to the Real and Fake Young Masters
The sound of Su Yide's fingers tapping on the table sounded to the maid like a countdown to death.
Cold sweat trickled down the maid's forehead. Ignoring her fear, she knelt on the ground and blurted out, "I always prepare the medicine according to Your Highness's instructions and have never asked anyone else to do it. I've kept all the dregs; they're right at the bottom of my cabinet."
Su Yide gave a wink to the guard beside him.
The guard immediately understood and went to the maid's room, rummaged through the cabinet, and brought back all the dregs of the medicine.
The imperial physician, who was waiting to the side, took the pile of dregs of medicine, examined it carefully, and nodded to Su Yide.
Su Yide stopped tapping, and the sinister snake withdrew its tongue, transforming back into its gentle appearance: "Alright, you can go now."
The feeling of having her throat choked disappeared, and the maid quickly fled the suffocating place.
It felt like some raging flood or ferocious beast was chasing after her relentlessly.
He ran quite a distance before letting his legs give way and he collapsed onto the path, panting heavily.
Gu Peiyan sat with the dejected Wei Dongning in the courtyard, quietly admiring the falling snowflakes.
Wei Dongning stretched out her hand and watched the crystal snowflakes fall into her palm, instantly turning into a drop of water.
Qianrong and Xiaofu sat not far behind them, sighing for the umpteenth time, "Young Master and Young Mistress look so well-matched."
"Of course, do you need to tell me something so obvious?"
Xiao Fu gave Qian Rong a haughty sidelong glance.
In her eyes, Miss was the most beautiful girl in the world.
As for the son-in-law, he's only slightly better than those ugly and deformed men.
That means he treated the young lady fairly well, otherwise she wouldn't have liked him.
"Sister Xiaofu, why do you still call the young mistress 'Miss'?"
"I'll only change how you address me when Miss tells me to. What, your young master doesn't have any objections, so why do you have any?"
Qian Rong wanted to shake his head to clear his mind: "No, no, no, I was just asking out of curiosity. I have absolutely no objection."
"That's good. By the way, how are things going between you and Baoxing lately? I've noticed you're always going to the kitchen."
"Don't even mention it." Qian Rong lowered her head, like a little dog with its head drooping. "She's been spending all her time playing with that brat Xiao Hu lately, and she doesn't have time to talk to me at all."
Wei Dongning rested her head on Gu Peiyan's shoulder and couldn't help but laugh when she heard what Qian Rong said.
Even Gu Peiyan could feel the trembling coming from her shoulders.
He reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, asking gently, "Are you feeling any better?"
"much better."
There are some things she can't decide or solve, so she might as well try to be more open-minded.
It's not her business anyway.
"Then let me tell you something else."
"Okay."
Wei Dongning twirled a strand of Gu Peiyan's hair with her fingers, tied it together with her own, and then watched it slip away on its own.
"Do you remember the incident about the real and fake young masters of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion?"
"Remember!"
Wei Dongning sat up abruptly, her eyes gleaming with gossip.
One thing after another has happened recently, but this is the only one that can make her feel relaxed, so she has been keeping it in mind.
“Jiang Hongwen is indeed not the son of the Marquis of Anyang. The one who was lost and living away is the Marquis of Anyang’s real child.”
Wei Dongning was not surprised by this conclusion, but then asked, "How do you explain the striking resemblance between Jiang Hongwen and the Lady of Anyang Marquis?"
"Jiang Hongwen is the nephew of the Marquis of Anyang. When the real young master was young, he was frail and sickly. When the Marquis of Anyang took him to offer incense and pray for blessings, she accidentally lost him. Fearing that the Marquis of Anyang would be angry if he found out about this, the Marquis found a child from her family who was the same age as the real young master and also looked similar to him and brought him back."
A swaddled baby can change its appearance in just a few days, so people often don't notice.
Especially as Jiang Hongwen grew up and began to resemble Lady Hou more and more, no one ever doubted his true identity.
"Now that the young master is back, how does the Marquis of Anyang plan to deal with Jiang Hongwen?"
"He'll most likely stay in the manor, right?" Gu Peiyan guessed. "It probably won't be long before the Marquis of Anyang's manor opens an ancestral hall so that the real young master can be recognized as a member of the family."
Regardless, Jiang Hongwen was the young master raised by the Marquis's mansion for twenty years. Even if he wasn't their biological son, their affection for each other was genuine.
However, the position of heir apparent may no longer be relevant to him.
Wei Dongning couldn't help but sigh. Then she thought about Jiang Hongwen's personality. Would he really give up the position of heir that originally belonged to him?
"Fate is cruel!" Wei Dongning sighed.
Gu Peiyan chuckled: "Why are you so sentimental?"
"Just expressing my feelings."
I used to only see the real and fake heiresses tearing each other apart in novels, but now I can finally experience it up close.
"By the way, the New Year is almost here. We've already bought most of the necessary items for the house, except for choosing new clothes. I plan to have someone from Yunzhi Workshop come to the manor in the next couple of days to take measurements for new clothes for you, my father-in-law, and me."
Gu Peiyan especially liked hearing Wei Dongning say the word "home," as if it proved that she truly considered them a family: "Dad probably won't agree. Yunzhifang also has a size archive. Just choose the fabric and have them make the garment."
"Didn't we agree that I'd be in charge of the household and that everyone would listen to me in all matters, big and small? That's settled then!"
Wei Dongning didn't quite understand. The Gu family father and son were honest and upright, but not poor. Why were they so frugal?
Money is something you can't take with you when you're born or when you die.
Life is about enjoying it while you can.
Moreover, the Spring Festival only comes once a year, so of course it should be taken seriously.
In modern times, she feels the festive atmosphere of the New Year growing weaker and weaker.
Having finally transmigrated to this world, she wanted to fully experience the festive atmosphere of the New Year.
Therefore, she prepared everything she could think of and arranged it neatly in the storeroom.
There was also a large box of firecrackers.
She had a heart condition in her past life, so when others set off firecrackers during the Lunar New Year, she could only stand on the balcony, covering her ears and watching enviously.
She is strong and healthy, and she is determined to personally experience the joy of setting off firecrackers.
It would be even better if Xiao Wu could return to her side before the Lunar New Year.
The only regret might be that Su Yizhuo couldn't spend the New Year with her.
They've always relied on each other since they were little.
She was actually quite unaccustomed to not being able to be with him all of a sudden.
As the last glimmer of light faded from the sky, the stars twinkled in the air.
Wei Dongning leaned back on Gu Peiyan's shoulder and pointed to the Big Dipper for him to see: "Don't you think it would be wonderful to eat with a spoon this big?"
"I don't know if you're happy or not, but I'm pretty sure you can't eat this big spoon in one bite."
"Tsk, you really know how to ruin the mood."
Gu Peiyan chuckled softly twice: "So, how does Madam plan to punish me?"
"Then I'll punish you by making you tell me a story to lull me to sleep."
"Okay, let me think about what kind of story I should tell you..."