The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Chapter 437 Masked Man

The guests passing by naturally noticed the two children. Seeing that the beautiful girl still had a cloth covering her head, they all knew what was going on and were very disgusted with the actions of Prince Cheng's Mansion.

Everything is fine, why make things difficult for the child?

Prince Chun and Princess Chun's wife Shen Shiwei brought Yu Gu to pay their respects. As soon as they arrived, everyone inside was dismissed.

The people outside could only hear the intermittent sobbing of Prince Chun coming from inside, and they felt that Prince Chun and Duan Chengkang had such a good relationship.

Chu Qinling looked at the armor lying in the coffin, and the grief in his heart was real.

Knowing that the person was fine was one thing, but when he actually saw the marquis's mansion covered with white cloth and the tablet in front of the coffin, his heart was still stunned for a moment.

It's already like this whether it's fake or not, if it's true...

Chu Qinling blinked, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He began to understand the unbearable grief Lord Duan felt when his best friend, Prince Huiwen, passed away.

Whenever I think of my life since then, it is a silent longing and bitterness.

Yu Gu is already four years old and can understand many things.

According to my mother, the naughty uncle had left them and gone to a very far place.

But my mother also said that one day when a rainbow appears, my uncle will come back riding a big horse.

Seeing my little uncle Ji Ge'er standing there in a daze, I remembered that he always talked a lot in the past, and now he must be very sad.

So he walked forward slowly.

"Why is Yugu here?"

When Sister Qiong looked up, she saw Yu Gu walking over. She looked over there and saw that Cousin Wei was supporting Prince Chun and didn't notice this side.

"Aunt Qiong, little uncle."

Yu Gu's face was serious. "Don't be sad. Mother said that my uncle just went to a very far place. One day he will come back on a big horse."

Sister Qiong thought that these were just words from her cousin to comfort the child. She endured the discomfort in her heart and talked to Yu Gu for a long time.

As soon as Ji Ge'er opened his mouth, he couldn't help crying. He was always talkative, but he knelt there and became quiet, just silently shedding tears and twitching from time to time.

"Yugu, let's go see our great-grandmother."

Shen Shiwei came over, touched the two children's heads, comforted them, and then took Yu Gu to see her grandmother.

Song Shengfu did not come over. She always maintained her own persona, lying in bed "sick", and refused to see anyone who came to visit her.

As soon as Shen Shiwei arrived at the backyard, she was led to Bisong Courtyard.

Prince Chun stayed in the outer courtyard, accompanied by Duan Jing'an.

She brought Yu Gu with her, and all the servants in the room were sent out, leaving only the grandmother and granddaughter to talk.

Not knowing if anyone was watching the Marquis' Mansion, Shen Shiwei only said some comforting words.

"Great-grandmother, get well soon."

Yu Gu lay on the edge of the bed, holding Song Shengfu's old hand.

"Okay, Yugu, eat your meal obediently. I'll be fine when you grow taller."

After saying a few words, Song Shengfu let them go.

As soon as the door was closed, she listened to the funeral music from outside and wondered, somewhat inappropriately, what her funeral would be like after her death.

Hehe, why not get one for yourself while you’re still alive?

After all, Kang Ge'er and Song Shengfu are grandparents and grandchildren.

Song Shengfu's mind was full of wild imagination, and finally she thought of the face of Emperor Chu, and she shuddered.

Well... forget it, this is not modern society. The tolerance level is very high. It’s okay for you to poop in the street.

This is a society ruled by the emperor, you can't do that.

Song Shengfu turned over, pulled the quilt hard, and curled herself into a ball.

Alas, I have had enough of living and am beginning to look forward to my death.

Song Shengfu sighed deeply.

If I had known earlier, I would not have put my red characters in the ancestral hall. I burn incense every day and my health is getting better and better.

According to normal logic, she should now be considered half human, half ghost.

She lay in bed, lost in thought, unaware that someone was tickling her behind her back.

"Old man, you really have a long life."

"No, Princess Chun went in today. When she came out, she looked nothing but sad."

"Snapped!"

The cup was overturned, and the masked man snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

"Compared to her short-lived man, she is living a good life, old monster."

I don’t know who he was scolding with these last three words.

"Master, do you want me to..."

The masked man glanced at him and said, "Don't act on your own."

He looked at the wet spot on his sleeve with some disgust, and said in a calm voice: "She is just an old woman. What does it matter if she has great abilities?"

This Marquisate was truly interesting. It looked like it was on the verge of collapse, yet it slowly recovered. Of the eight great families that protected the nation, only the Duan and Luo Marquisates were still surviving.

"It's quite interesting to see her struggling with her family."

But what's the use?

The Taishu clan fell back then, let alone them, it was just a matter of time.

This Marquisate is also trying to support the next new emperor, which is really a pipe dream.

Masked Nian sneered. Why can cowards like them live so well?

"Has the Duan family member been found?"

The subordinate who had been kneeling on the ground shook his head and said, "We haven't found him. The people we sent to kill him made too much noise and attracted the attention of the authorities, so they mistook him for someone from Mo Sheng and killed him."

"What are the reactions of the people in the Marquis' Mansion and the female students at the border?"

"Nothing unusual."

The masked man was thinking deeply. He didn't know whether Duan Shizi was alive or dead.

He was hit by a poisoned arrow and disappeared.

The poison was not fatal because it was still useful if he could catch someone.

But he was not sure whether the arrow had hit any vital part.

Even if he hid, he would find a way to contact people for detoxification, but the people he planted there did not receive the news.

This is strange. Could it be that he really lost the person because of a mistake?

He only received the news later.

It is possible that he was discovered by the Mo Sheng people after being injured and was killed out of anger.

As for the Marquis' Mansion and the Girls' School who arrived later, he never thought that they would be the ones who found the person.

"Alright, there's no need to investigate. Just forget about his death. What a waste of such a good move."

According to his original plan, he was going to capture the Duan family member and send him to Mo Sheng.

By then, news came back that the Great Chu general had surrendered to the enemy.

It would take no effort to trap the Duan family in the swamp and make them unable to recover.

The Prince Chun's Mansion, which was connected with him, would naturally be despised by the Emperor of Chu. He still wanted to support an emperor who was close to the Marquis' Mansion. It was just a dream.

He couldn't help but think of the queen, the once stunningly beautiful woman.

It's such a pity that she has such talent that she is now just a puppet queen sitting in the harem.

He simply didn't believe that Concubine Ning had a very good relationship with the Queen.

However, he was happy to see that they were all unhappy.

That’s right, this masked man is the mastermind behind everything.

He hides himself very deeply and always wears a mask even to his closest subordinates.

This mask is uniquely made. When he speaks, his voice will change and his original voice cannot be heard.

When he was silent, his eyes were as cold as ice, but after hearing the results that satisfied him, his eyes would become very crazy again.

It makes people shudder when they see it.

Every plan was a spur-of-the-moment idea of ​​his. Even the Chu-Mo war was just a few words he wrote down when he suddenly felt like it at night.

Even the closest subordinates can hardly see their master clearly.