Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Gu Zecheng and Gu Zeqian felt inexplicably guilty about what they heard and kept silent.

Unexpectedly, Song Wanyin was so good at foresight and knew that he was no match for her.

If I ask her any more carefully, I'm afraid my plan will be exposed and she will outwit me.

Song Wanyin could tell what they were planning from their guilty looks.

"Second uncle, third uncle, God is watching what you do.

It's not that I don't want to report it, it's just that the time has not come yet. I advise you to take care of yourself."

Seeing that she was quite arrogant, Gu Zeqian was about to step forward and attack her, but was stopped by Gu Zecheng in time.

"Third brother, sit down."

Gu Zecheng knew very well that Song Wanyin still held the lifeline of the second house. If he really offended her, it would be a loss.

"Song Wanyin, as you can see, the Gu family's financial strength is indeed not as good as before.

If you still recognize your mother-in-law, your husband, and your title as the mistress of the house.

Then just take a step back and do your bit to help the first wife overcome the difficulties.

I believe that Brother Chen will definitely remember your kindness.

Even if Miss Jiang married me, Brother Chen would not neglect you."

Song Wanyin said coldly:

"I don't care about the title of mistress of the house."

The lady kept hinting at Gu Qingchen, and seeing that he was like a stubborn donkey, she urged him:

"Brother Chen, please express your opinion.

If you don't say something, your own sister will be forced to death.

Think about your deceased father. If he were still alive, he would not be able to rest in peace after death if he saw that the people in our Marquisate were not united. "

Gu Qingchen glared at Song Wanyin fiercely and refused to obey. He would never lower himself and bow down to a woman in front of the elders of the Gu family.

"Song Wanyin, don't be so arrogant, wait until Lan Yue and I get married.

I will give you a divorce letter and we will never be friends again."

When the lady saw her son limping away without looking back, she felt as if the sky had fallen.

"You all force me, you all want me to die, why is my life so miserable!"

Seeing that they were unrepentant, Song Wanyin prepared to leave, but Gu Qinghe, who was kneeling on the ground, grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled her so hard that she almost lost her balance.

"What are you going to do?"

Gu Qinghe lost control of his emotions and said:

"You can't leave. The Gu family has provided you with good food and drink over the past three years and has never treated you unfairly.

You must pay the money today, or I will never forgive you!"

Song Wanyin lowered her eyes and said coldly:

"Let go."

Gu Qinghe said almost madly:

"I won't let you go. If you don't pay me, I'll crash into you and die right in front of you.

Even if I become a ghost in the future, I will never let you go.

Shaoze said he would come to your house to propose marriage, but there has been no movement so far. It must be you who is causing trouble!"

Seeing that she was really terminally ill, Song Wanyin showed a hint of ridicule:

"Don't be silly, Wu Shaoze will never marry you.

Lord Wu has always cared the most about his reputation, and he would not want a shameless woman like you.

Don't try to kill yourself in front of me, your life is worthless."

Before leaving, Song Wanyin glanced at Gu Zecheng and Gu Zeqian, and said meaningfully:

"I advise the two uncles to mind their own business, so as not to bring disaster upon themselves."

Gu Zecheng and Gu Zeqian felt threatened, their faces became terribly gloomy, but they did not dare to act rashly.

From the experience of rescuing their son, they already knew Song Wanyin's strength and connections, and they would not be so stubborn as to go against the wall.

The second and third wives did not dare to say anything more, as they found that Song Wanyin was no longer the soft persimmon that could be easily bullied.

The second and third wives still had their own selfish motives, recalling the time when Song Wanyin's ten-mile red makeup amazed the entire Shangjing City.

The generous dowry alone filled the Marquis's mansion inside and out with rare treasures, gold and silver jewelry, and a dazzling array of items.

They were jealous and coveted Song Wanyin's dowry, wishing to take advantage of her and squeeze out every last bit of her value.

At night, the Marquis's Mansion fell into silence. The red lanterns hanging in the corridor emitted a faint light, illuminating the bluestone pavement.

The cold wind howled, blowing the window frames and making a creaking sound.

There were dim lights on in Qingzhu Garden. Song Wanyin was leaning on the rosewood couch, staring at the black figure in front of her with her eyes lowered.

"Didn't I tell you to investigate the matter of Madam Zhuang?

How could Brother Wen be alarmed and come to the Gu family to interrogate him personally? "

Bai Shaobo replied respectfully:

"Miss, I used my previous connections and personal connections, and after several twists and turns, I finally got some suspicious clues.

A year ago, when Madam Zhuang went out to buy food, she was followed by an assassin who brutally murdered her in an alley.

Afterwards, the assassin transported Madam Zhuang's body to his destination and used a long-lost disguise technique to make a real human skin mask using Madam Zhuang's face skin.

When the assassin was burying Madam Zhuang's body on the back hill, a farmer happened to witness the incident.

At that time, the farmer was so scared that he covered his mouth and did not scream, which is how he escaped.

It took my subordinates a long time to find this farmer, and under his leadership, they dug out the body of Nanny Zhuang.

Then he dumped the body in front of the Dali Temple. After the officers found the body, I left. "

Song Wanyin nodded. He never left any traces when doing things. He was always quick and efficient, so she always trusted him.

"What's the connection between the Jiang family I asked you to investigate and the word Jiang on the assassin's murder weapon?"

Bai Shaobo immediately took out a badge from his sleeve and presented it with both hands:

"Miss, this badge was stolen from the steward of the Earl's Palace. Please take a look."

Song Wanyin took the badge and her pupils suddenly contracted. Not only was the word "Jiang" engraved on it, but there was also an eagle head totem.

It seems that her guess was correct.

"Are there any recent developments in the Earl's Mansion?"

Bai Shaobo reported everything in detail:

"Old Uncle and Madam Jiang usually take care of official business and domestic affairs, everything is normal.

As for the young masters of the Jiang family, some were busy with the imperial examinations, some were busy with farms and shops, and some were busy with wine and women. There was nothing unusual about them.

However, that young lady from the Jiang family has been going out frequently in recent days.

My subordinates followed her to a secluded place and found that she was in frequent contact with a strange man, and their behavior was intimate, just like an old couple. "

Song Wanyin was surprised. It seemed that there was a shocking secret here. Once it was revealed, it would be unstoppable like a volcanic eruption.

"According to what you said, Gu Qingchen was cuckolded without knowing it.

Then, there will be something interesting to watch next. "

Bai Shaobo suddenly remembered an important matter and reported:

"Miss, I have also heard that the strange man is quite powerful and seems to be the leader of the remnants of the rebels."