Slowly Deep Love

Yue Weiwei came to Chengtai Theater, which was very different from what she had imagined.

This is just a place to listen to opera, nothing special about it.

The garden bordering the theater is particularly unique.

She pointed at the steps and asked, "Is that where Minglu fell?"

Nanny Li and Changle nodded.

Yue Weiwei strode over, looked around, and felt only disappointment.

She sat on the steps like a deflated ball.

Madam Li quickly stopped her: "Miss, how can you sit on the ground? It's beneath your dignity!"

"There is a stone table in the garden and there are stools. Miss, you are tired, let's go and have a rest." Changle pulled Yue Weiwei up and walked towards the garden.

There was a person sitting next to the stone table. He was Master Li from the General's Mansion. He was reading a book.

"This is the place that Master Li comes most often." Nanny Li said in a low voice, standing where she was and not moving forward.

"Why?" Yue Weiwei was puzzled.

"I heard that his father drank with the Grand Marshal here the night before he went to war." Changle leaned closer and said.

Li Hengtu noticed someone and looked up with surprise in his eyes. In just a moment, he stood up and walked towards Yue Weiwei.

Yue Weiwei also walked towards him.

"Madam Ming, is Miss Qian Yue feeling better?" Li Hengtu asked.

Good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles! Yue Weiwei sneered in her heart and said, “Of course she is not good!”

Li Hengtu said calmly: "The General's Mansion has a few bottles of excellent golden wound medicine, which will be sent to Qingxiang Pavilion later. I hope it can help Madam Ming's urgent need."

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Li on behalf of Qian Yue!" Yue Weiwei said.

"Madam Ming, you are too polite! Will you attend the Queen's birthday banquet in a few days?" The two of them walked towards the stone table.

"Empress?" Yue Weiwei had mixed emotions. She was lucky enough to see the Empress, who was second only to the emperor. Maybe she could even see the Emperor. Her heart was filled with excitement.

"The Queen's birthday banquet is very grand. Madam Ming will definitely like it."

"It's an unprecedented occasion, of course I want to go and see it!" Yue Weiwei forgot her original intention and disappointment in coming to Chengtai Theater at this moment.

After walking a few steps, Li Hengtu discovered Li Jingwu, the second son of the Taiwei Mansion. He was looking for an opportunity to leave here.

Although the two mansions have a close relationship, he is an outsider after all, and he is afraid of causing trouble if he gets too close to Madam Ming.

Li Hengtu walked towards Li Jingwu, and Yue Weiwei also noticed this uninvited guest.

"Mr. Li, let's go to the garden to relax today." Li Jingwu greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, the stone table in this garden makes me feel at ease. What a coincidence that I also met Madam Ming and the Second Young Master. I am really lucky."

"Last time, my aunt and I went to visit Madam Ming, but we couldn't see her. Today, I see that Madam Ming is in good spirits, and I feel relieved!"

Yue Weiwei thought to herself that the "aunt" Li Jingwu was referring to should be his biological mother, Aunt An.

Alas! The children born to concubines have such an unfortunate fate!

"Second Young Master, that orange jade ornament is very beautiful. I like it very much. It means good luck and good meaning!" Yue Weiwei praised.

"Excuse me, Madam Ming!" Li Jingwu smiled sweetly, showing his humility.

"The two of you continue your conversation. I'll go back to the general's mansion first." Li Hengtu said goodbye at the right time and left.

Yue Weiwei thought of Jinli, the maid with a tragic fate, whose life or death was now unknown.

Looking at the well-dressed Li Jingwu, she was wondering if this second young master would remember that poor woman?

I was extremely curious, but I didn't dare to ask.

Suddenly seeing Lin Yuan's figure, Yue Weiwei felt resentful.

"The Chengtai Theater is very lively today!" Yue Weiwei said coldly, attracting Li Jingwu's attention.

Only then did he see Lin Yuan walking towards the garden from the theater.

Yue Weiwei said loudly, "Second Master, it is said that when Ming Lu fell, only Lin Xiaoniang was present. How could it be such a coincidence?"

Li Jingwu could tell that Yue Weiwei was provoking Lin Yuan, and he didn't want to get involved with Li Hengan's group of wives and concubines.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "I heard that."

Yue Weiwei was about to say, "As a concubine, she served the eldest master very well," but when she thought of Li Jingwu's identity, she quickly shut up and changed the subject, asking, "Does Miss Lin also like this theater?"

"Isn't this my sister? Don't you have to take care of your maid so early in the morning?"

"My personal maid, of course I feel bad for her, why, are you feeling guilty?"

"Why should I feel guilty? Shouldn't you be the one who should feel guilty?"

Li Jingwu not only felt uncomfortable listening to this, but was also curious about the changes in Lady Ming. In the past, she simply didn't bother to argue with Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan turned the tables, and Yue Weiwei's anger was rising. She controlled the hands that wanted to raise to slap her, and could only say one sentence to make her feel relieved: "You won't be so proud for too long!"

Lin Yuan's eyes were filled with pride and arrogance, the kind of joy that comes after victory, which was different from before.

In the past, she and Minglu rarely met and had very few opportunities to talk. Minglu always acted superior, and she felt favored, but she was unhappy in her heart.

Yue Weiwei turned around and walked away, ignoring this bully.

Looking at Yue Weiwei's angry back, Lin Yuan said to Li Jingwu contentedly: "She still doesn't know why I said she was guilty?"

Yue Weiwei paused, and Li Ma advised: "Miss, why bother with a villain?"

"Mrs. Lin, you'd better only do such a rebellious thing as pushing Minglu down once." Yue Weiwei said this without turning her head.

Not educating her, but warning her!

Lin Yuan didn't take it seriously and smiled sweetly, "Second Young Master, the Queen's birthday banquet is coming soon. The Taiwei Mansion has been invited, and the family members are included, but the two words 'Minglu' are missing."

Li Jingwu quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Mrs. Ming has just recovered from a serious illness, so she should take care of her health. Father's move is a far-sighted one."

Yue Weiwei's internal organs were churning, with a bitter taste. She didn't stop and said, "Just this matter, and you're still publicizing it as news!"

Although these were words that made her feel better, she said them with gritted teeth. Now the Grand Marshal's face was swaying in front of her, and she really wanted to punch him.

When passing by the theater, Yue Weiwei took another look at the steps, calmed down and returned to Qingxiang Pavilion.