It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

The next day, it rained.

Yuan Buwei stood by the window, admiring the scenery outside and retelling it to Lu Sui.

At this time, Ye Qian came.

"Madam, I have already checked the background of the groom. He replaced his uncle. I have already brought people to identify him. After finding no problem, I let his uncle take the body back."

Yuan Buwei pondered for a while and asked, "What kind of person is his uncle?"

"His uncle was quite honest and worked diligently, but his nephew was not. He was idle all the time, and he was getting older and older, but he still hadn't found a wife. His uncle couldn't stand it and said good things to him before he agreed to work as a groom in the Marquis of Wanning's mansion. But he ended up losing his life."

"The accountant will give the funeral expenses and half a year's salary to his uncle. After all, he died in Wanning Marquis's Mansion. We need to do a good job of comforting him afterwards."

"I see." Ye Qian nodded and asked, "What about Miss Yayue? She hasn't woken up yet."

"Go get her a doctor and a maid to serve her. Butler Ye, remember, when she wakes up, you must tell her that all this was arranged by the young marquis."

"Did the young marquis arrange it?" Ye Qian was a little confused and glanced at the young marquis on the bed.

"This is the result of my discussion with the young marquis. Just go ahead and do it. By the way, arrange for someone to go to the Mu Mansion and tell her that the young marquis has something to ask Mu Qing. Ask her to come to Wanning Marquis Mansion immediately if she is free."

"Let Li Yan go." Lu Sui said, "If you only send a servant to deliver the letter, Mu Qing won't believe it."

"I understand. I'll go find Lieutenant General Li now." Ye Qian's intuition told him that the young lady and the young marquis must be planning something. He didn't dare to delay and went to do the work immediately.

"Ya Yue is a weak woman, but she managed to kill a strong groom with one sword." Yuan Buwei walked to the bed and looked at Lu Sui and asked, "Do you think she knows martial arts?"

"It's possible." Lu Sui nodded, "But right now these are just our guesses. The specific situation will depend on the follow-up."

"Lu Sui, thank you for your hard work."

Hearing this, Lu Sui wanted to roll his eyes.

But he pretended not to understand and said seriously: "No matter how hard it is, it's not as hard as Awei taking care of me all day. When they come, Awei, you will have it easy."

The smile on Yuan Buwei's face disappeared immediately.

have to.

He shot himself in the foot.

Xianlejun.

Meng Zhuxin, dressed as a man, stood in front of the spacious door and stepped in the next second.

There were not many guests during the day, and there were only a few tables of guests in the hall drinking with beauties.

Meng Zhuxin walked straight to the counter, took out a piece of silver and slapped it on the counter: "I'm looking for Miss Fengyu."

Feng Yu was the girl that Zhang Kun had been ordering.

She is not particularly famous in Xianlejun, but everyone in Xianlejun knows that she only serves Zhang Kun.

Xianlejun's steward was very polite to her.

When the waiter at the counter heard that the handsome scholar wanted to order Miss Feng Yu, he immediately declined with a smile: "I'm sorry, Miss Feng Yu is not available today. I will arrange another girl for you."

"Someone asked me to come find Miss Fengyu. I'm just responsible for delivering the message. I'm not going to do anything to her." Meng Zhuxin dipped her hand in some tea and wrote the word "Kun" on the counter.

The waiter's expression changed. After looking around, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, please follow me."

He followed the waiter up to the last room on the third floor. He first walked to the front of the room and negotiated with the people inside.

Then he walked towards Meng Zhuxin: "Sir, you can go in, but you can't stay too long."

"Thank you."

After expressing her thanks, Meng Zhuxin walked towards the door. When she opened it, a sweet smell hit her face.

She frowned and stepped into the room.

"Did Zhang Lang ask you to come?"

Lifting aside the heavy pearl curtains, Meng Zhuxin walked step by step to the bed and looked at Feng Yu, who was lying on the bed in cool clothes. She had an extremely charming face, skin as white as fat, delicate eyebrows, and a pair of bright eyes full of affection.

"Meng Zhuyan knows about your relationship with him."

"What did you say?"

Feng Yu, who was originally lazy, sat up straight when he heard this, with a look of surprise on his face: "How did she know?"

"Meng Zhuyan is a person who cannot tolerate any sand in her eyes. Although she promised not to pursue the matter, the young master felt that you would be in danger, so he arranged for me to inform Miss Feng Yu and let you find a place to hide."

"I am the daughter of Lord Xianle. Where can I hide? Besides, Zhang Lang said that after he and Meng Zhuyan's sister Meng Zhuxin have gotten married and let her successfully conceive his child, he will redeem me and let me be his concubine." Feng Yu was of low status. If she could become the concubine of the young master, not only could she escape from her low status, but she could also live a good life. That's why she clung to this big tree tightly and refused to let go.

Zhang Kun is so nice to Feng Yu.

I told her such private things.

Meng Zhuxin's eyes darkened as she continued, "If you don't hide, you will die before the young master redeems you."

"Then, what can I do? I am just a weak woman, what can I do?" Feng Yu sighed softly, with an indelible sorrow between her brows.

"Miss Fengyu, there are some things I cannot say too clearly, but if you really want to break through your current predicament, I can lend you a helping hand." After Meng Zhuxin finished speaking, she took out a paper bag from her sleeve and placed it on the table.

"What is this?" Feng Yu looked at Meng Zhuxin with a vigilant look, "I can't do anything that is against the law."

"This packet of powder, when taken, will cause people to have symptoms of false pregnancy, and even the most experienced doctors will not be able to diagnose the problem."

Feng Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Is this what Zhang Lang meant?"

"Ms. Feng Yu, don't worry about who is behind this. The most important thing is to solve your current safety. Once you become the young master's concubine, it's up to you whether you get pregnant before the young master finds out that you are pregnant with a fake one, or use this fake one to bring down Meng Zhuyan."

Feng Yu stared at the smiling Meng Zhuxin: "You, you are not Zhang Lang's man? Who are you and why are you helping me?"

"Just think of it as a good deed."

After Meng Zhuxin finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

"and many more."

Feng Yu got off the bed, walked quickly to Meng Zhuxin, and bowed: "Feng Yu thanks you for your advice, if I can see you again in the future, I will thank you in person."

"Miss Fengyu, you have to pretend that we have never met, otherwise you will make the young master suspicious." After giving the advice, Meng Zhuxin picked up the handkerchief around Fengyu's waist, "I'll take the handkerchief away. If anyone asks..."

"Don't worry, I know how to tell the steward, you can go now."

"Farewell."

As soon as the person leaves.

Feng Yu immediately closed the door, looked down at the paper bag on the table, and put it in his pocket the next second.