Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 1064: Secret Medicine, Poison

Chapter 1064: Chapter 1064: Secret Medicine, Poison

Dong Yiyi’s face became even stiffer because her stepdaughter showed no concern for her biological father. Her husband’s heart had turned cold, and he hadn’t inquired about her at all. She saw the letter and was angry but didn’t mention it, and now she could only say, "She says that Mulan is not young anymore. She wants to find a good marriage proposal for Mulan, but I disagree. Even if Mulan were to marry into the Zhou family in the village, I would not let her help seek it out. I have already replied by letter."

Jiang Ming slammed his hand on the table, "She has no good intentions."

If she had good intentions, she wouldn’t have neglected her own father like this. Now bringing up the topic of marriage, who knows what she’s plotting.

Seeing that her husband was on the same page as her, Dong Yiyi sighed with relief, "Quite a few clanspeople from the Zhou family have returned, and there are promising young men among them. Several Scholars are quite decent too. I think it would indeed be good if she really married into the Zhou family."

Although she still thought of Jiang Zhu, now that her son and Jiang Miu might become in-laws, she dared not hope for more. Fortunately, there were decent young men in front of her.

Jiang Ming said, "Let’s wait, Mulan is still young."

Dong Yiyi hadn’t planned to arrange a marriage immediately anyway. Her son’s marriage hadn’t even been settled yet.

At the Zhou family in the Capital, Yao Xin came holding her child. Zhulan had not yet seen Zhang Jinghong’s son, but given the weather, "Why did you bring the child out? Aren’t you afraid he’ll catch a cold?"

Bringing out the child in this weather, the child is too young.

Yao Xin placed the child down, "I should have come earlier, but the weather has been bad. Now that the rain has stopped, I came over holding my child to personally pay a visit to express my thanks, thanking the lady for saving my son and I."

Zhulan signaled Mrs. Song to help Yao Xin up, "If you say saving your son is saving a life, then how did I save you?"

Yao Xin got up with Mrs. Song’s assistance and carefully sat down, "You stepped in to save my son. My son is my life, so naturally, it’s two lives."

Zhulan smiled, "You make it sound more dramatic than it is."

Yao Xin dabbed at the corner of her eye with a handkerchief, "It’s not an exaggeration at all."

This child was hard-won, and it wasn’t certain she could have another. The child was their life. If anything had truly happened to him, she wouldn’t be able to face Zhang Jinghong.

Zhulan exclaimed, "Alright, alright, stop crying now. If you say so, then it is so."

Yao Xin finally smiled, "These days, the child has been growing so well, changing every day. Please take a look."

Zhulan had always held the utmost goodwill towards the child, touching his chubby little hand, "Indeed, he’s grown well, really looks like Director Zhang."

Yao Xin looked at her son with a tender heart. Compared to her son’s plumpness, she had lost a lot of weight. The Yao family had faced continuous troubles, and while she was shrewd – not perceptive enough to see everything – she also recognized the signs that the Yao family was in trouble. Even after her adoption, she retained the Yao surname, and these days her meals were meager.

Eventually, she couldn’t bear it any longer and, once the weather cleared, came to the Zhou Residence. Expressing thanks was one part, but more so, she sought peace of mind.

Yao Xin sat for a while before leaving. After Yao Xin left, Xue Han looked at the opened box. She didn’t step forward; she was cautious about everything now, "She’s quite generous. I didn’t expect she still had so many fine things. She really trusts you and Father."

Zhulan looked at the antiques and paintings, "She’s put on a show of living humbly for safety. These items must have been taken by Zhang Jinghong when he left. She’s a far-sighted person. If it hadn’t been for this time saving the child, Yao Xin wouldn’t have given such a grand gift."

Ever since Xue Han married into the Hou Residence, she had seen many fine things; her taste had become refined, and she had to admit that the present today was indeed a generous one, "It’s thoughtful, not in vain for your and Father’s protection over the years."

Mrs. Song had already checked the gifts and confirmed there were no issues. She motioned Mrs. Song to pack them up, then spoke, "Keep these things safe. When your niece gets married, you can add one or two pieces to her dowry."

Xue Han knew her mother liked paintings, "Mother, you’re not keeping the paintings?"

Zhulan shook her head, "I’ll just buy some paintings from the Painting Shop, these calligraphies and paintings are nice to look at, but there’s no need to collect them all. You can’t take them with you in birth or death. Giving a few to your nieces can also impress their future in-laws."

Xue Han didn’t like to hear her mother talk about life and death, "Mother, you still have to see my children get married and have their own children!"

Zhulan chuckled, "Of course I hope to live many more years, but one doesn’t get to decide how long they live."

Xue Han felt a heaviness in her heart, her mother had aged, her father had aged, and in a blink of an eye, she had become a mother herself. She carefully laid her head on her mother’s lap, "Mother, please don’t talk like that anymore."

Zhulan’s legs felt a bit numb, her daughter’s head ornaments were plentiful, "In the future, when you come back home, you don’t need to bring so many head ornaments, it must be tiring."

Xue Han didn’t like wearing them either, she kept it simple in the Hou Residence, "I wear them as the face of Ning Duke Residence."

Zhulan fell silent, it wasn’t easy being a daughter-in-law in noble families. To be honest, a household with dignity and heritage would not stoop to disgraceful acts, because one person’s mistake could implicate a whole family.

At the Prince Liang Residence, Prince Liang looked at the portrait of Ning’s eldest son, "Is there really someone who looks so much alike?"

Princess Liang examined it closely and started gossiping, "There used to be quite a few people who said Ning Rongchuan was the reincarnation of Ning’s eldest son."

After seeing the portrait, Prince Liang’s troubles eased slowly. Who saved the Emperor’s life was very clear to him. If the Emperor had died back then, there would be no ’now.’ The Emperor growing older and feeling nostalgic was understandable. He gestured for the painting to be put away.

Princess Liang inquired, "Your Highness, have you found out any news about the descendants of the Rong family?"

Prince Liang shook his head, "I’ve inquired the elders of the former dynasty, but they know little. After the Rong family was exterminated, many traces were thoroughly erased. Difficult, so very difficult."

Princess Liang pondered, "I wonder what Prince Qi and Prince Chu have found."

Prince Liang’s expression darkened again, damn it all.

At the Qi Prince Residence, Prince Qi listened to the report, "Has no one from the Marquis Yao’s Residence gone out besides for purchasing these past days?"

"Yes, only purchases. We followed them, and they were only buying grains. It seems like Marquis Yao has been sick all this time."

After the others left, Prince Qi didn’t investigate around like the fourth prince did. He had been focused on Marquis Yao’s Residence from the start. Yet, for so long, there was no sound from the residence.

In Marquis Yao’s Residence, Yao Wenqi’s eyes were slightly hollow, his temperament extremely irritable as he stared menacingly at the doctor, "I’ve been having constant nightmares, and you still haven’t identified the cause?"

Poisoned, indeed, he had thought of poisoning. With this idea in mind, he sent people to search his dwelling inside and out several times, but they found nothing.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, "As quickly as possible, we will identify the cause."

The Emperor only learned about the situation in Marquis Yao’s Residence two hours later. Yao Wenqi’s quarters were in upheaval again. If it wasn’t so difficult to plant spies in Marquis Yao’s Residence, he would have wished to continue. Yet, he couldn’t push people to death in an instant. He said to Eunuch Liu, "Let’s stop here."

Eunuch Liu left with the order, "Yes."

The Crown Prince came by, "Father, it would be best to get rid of all the palace’s secret medicines."

The Emperor had already confiscated many, and the more he saw, the colder he felt. Most were colorless and tasteless. If one fell victim to them, it would not be easy to detect at first.

The Emperor grunted in acknowledgment, "Leave it to you to handle. Ensure a thorough search is conducted throughout the palace."

The Crown Prince was afraid too, he valued his life more than the Emperor, "Yes."