Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 135
Wait patiently?

After listening to Duan Yi's report, Han Youning guessed that Zhao Chengyuan might be behind this matter.

He looked like he still had good news, which made her full of expectations while being puzzled.

Isn't that enough that Yongpinghou was detained? What better news could there be?
In half a day, her doubts were resolved.

The Yongping Hou Mansion was ransacked.All the family members were imprisoned in the Dali Temple Prison, including the Xiaowen family who had given up and returned home.

Hearing the news, Han Youning and Ling'er hugged each other in the room and cried.

Aunt Sun was frightened by the cries of their master and servant, she ran in several times, and finally came in with a pot of buns.

"That... County Lord, it's the last batch of chrysanthemum steamed stuffed buns, why don't you eat them while they're hot?"

Han Youning laughed through his tears, washed up and had dinner.

Han Youning was eating buns, while Aunt Sun was talking about the news she had inquired.

"The old lady is not in good health. I heard that she passed out twice. The invited doctor has been guarding the Chunhui hall, and the smell of soup and medicine wafts far away. The second young master came back from the Imperial College and cursed in the direction of Jinhe hall for a long time. The eldest lady cried a lot, this mother went to prison, her life and death are unpredictable, she should cry."

Han Youning sneered, it wasn't her mother who was crying, she was probably crying more about herself.

Without the support of the Marquis of Yongping, her greatest confidence is gone, and her dream of being a princess and being a queen is getting farther and farther away from her.

She is proud and arrogant. She was said to be the fate of the phoenix since she was a child, and she was raised by the stars, so how could she be willing to be mediocre?

The pain of losing a loved one, for her, was more sad than this kind of pain.

Ling'er gloated and clapped her hands and laughed, "What did the maidservant say, Missy's big red butterfly dress must be worn as soon as possible, if you are not careful, you will have no chance!"

Aunt Sun stared and narrowed her eyes in surprise, "My dear girl, Miss Ling'er has really opened her mouth! Then do you mean that the old lady will not live long or that the people in the Yongping Hou Mansion will not live?" long?"

I personally think that it is more likely that the old lady will not live long.

As for the reason...

Aunt Sun licked her hair and showed a mysterious smile.

Ling'er smiled and said, "It's better for the old lady to live well. There is no shortage of food for her in the mansion anyway. If she dies, she will still hurt the Duke Ding You, right? But the people in Yongping Hou's mansion don't care about life and death. It's none of our business!"

Aunt Sun was thoughtful, "Well...that makes sense."

Suddenly her eyes flickered, and she hurried out, "Oh, there are still vegetables stewing in the pot!"

Ling'er was curious, and looked out the window, only to see Aunt Sun returning to the west wing, very mysterious.

Ling'er smirked, and quietly followed.

Han Youning'e frowned slightly.

What Ling'er said was right, Mrs. Han has the name of a concubine mother, if something happens to her, father will have to worry about Ding You.After three years of Ding You, his military power may have been wiped out by the emperor.

No, it should be the prince.

Zhao Chen had dealt with his father's subordinates a lot in his previous life, and he knew their situation and weaknesses clearly. If he took the opportunity to control the Southwest Army again, even if his father hadn't been confiscated, he might have made the same mistake again.

Ling'er followed to the west wing, looked through the crack of the door, and saw Mrs. Sun rubbing something by the bed secretly.

She knocked on the door, "Aunt Sun, am I coming in?"

Aunt Sun turned around abruptly, hid her things behind her back, and looked warily at Ling'er who walked in, "You...what are you doing here? Serve the county magistrate for dinner!"

Ling'er tilted her head to look behind her, and asked with a smile, "What's hidden behind her?"

"It's nothing, nothing!" Aunt Sun took two steps back and sat on the bed, stuffed her things under the quilt, got up and pulled the bell and left.

"Let's go, there are still vegetables stewed in the pot!"

Ling'er deftly broke free from her hand, turned back and threw off the quilt suddenly, and was stunned for a moment.

She picked up a little figure on the bed, with the birth date written on the back, and it was full of needles, "Ms. Sun, are you still doing this kind of thing behind your back?"

Aunt Sun snatched the little man back, and said uncomfortably, "The old woman set fire to Meiyuan, trying to burn the county magistrate to death, but she can't be spared. She can't cure her crimes in the open, but hurt her in the dark Good luck."

She spent a lot of money to get Mrs. Han's birthday!

In the past few days, she vaguely guessed that the Yongping Hou Mansion had something to do with the Chen family extermination case, and she became even angrier, so she stuck a few more needles in the villain's body.

Getting a few needles every night can be regarded as venting your anger for the mistress!

Ling'er took her arm affectionately, "I'm not an outsider, why hide it? You're so focused on thinking about Miss, I'm too happy!"

Aunt Sun clutched the little man in embarrassment, "After all, this matter is not decent... Now that the old lady can't die, this little man is even more useless!"

Alas, money wasted in vain.

Ling'er pulled her out, smiling and comforting, "Don't worry, with Miss here, I can always think of a way to avenge and relieve my anger, without hindering the Duke."

Leaning on the branch of the jujube tree to eat buns, Ye Chang looked up to the sky and sighed, silently took out a little man from the cloth bag on the branch, and pulled out the densely packed needles one by one.

Originally thinking that Aunt Sun was deeply loved by the county lord, it was always right for him to keep up with the pace.

If something happens to Mrs. Han one day in the future, and he inadvertently let the county master discover the villain again, won't the mistress's loyal servant stand up!
But I never expected that I made a mistake the first time.

He pricked his fingers trying to sew up this little man!
Seeing that the two of them came back empty-handed, Han Youning asked, "Where's the stew?"

Aunt Sun rubbed her hands and giggled, "This old slave has a bad memory, I lost my memory, and there is no food in the pot!"

Han Youning didn't delve too deeply into it. After all, "there's vegetables in the pot" has always been Aunt Sun's excuse.

Ling'er saw that she had put on her cloak, as if she was about to go out.

"Miss, it's getting dark, where are you going?"

"The old lady is not feeling well, I have to go to see one or two."

Han Youning raised his feet to leave, thought for a while, and went back to the inner room, and picked out an octagonal jadeite hand stove from among the many hand stoves in the cage, with bamboo patterns engraved on it, warm and elegant.

"It's cold outside at night, it's better to take a hand stove."

Ling'er suspiciously took the hand stove to load charcoal.

Miss's body is not for nothing, she is like a small stove, and it is not easy to use a hand stove until the twelfth lunar month.

Every time she was asked to use the hand stove, she had to persuade her with good words. Even if she used it, she would throw it away if she didn't pay attention.

Now it's only October, so why is it so cold that you need to use a hand stove?
When Han Youning took over the stove again, his hands were already warm, moist and not dry.

She held the hand stove in her hands and gathered it in the cloak, with a smile on her face.

"Let's go, it's not cold now."

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