Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

Du Zhijie shook his head: "Don't worry, he will need my help later, so he won't use fake medicine to deceive me."

There was civil unrest in Zi Luo State, with several princes fighting openly and secretly. Now Fan Yunfei has been brought to justice, but there are still several princes who want to take the throne.

"But I smell something wrong with this medicine." The old man frowned. "This is different from the antidote that man mentioned!"

"Because when Xiao Chenyang was unconscious, he wasn't poisoned by this poison at all." Du Zhijie sighed, "We underestimated Princess Suyun. She mixed the poison with the antidote. So even though Xiao Chenyang woke up, he was poisoned by the same poison as me."

The old man was a little confused for a moment. "You mean, the one that caused Xiao Chenyang to fall asleep was a poison, and the one that caused you two to fall in love was another poison. I see."

"So I've ordered two doses of the antidote. I'll give this one to Xiao Chenyang. He'll be able to recover soon." Du Zhijie said solemnly, "I'll leave this matter to you."

"What about you? Can't you detoxify by taking the antidote?" The old man felt a little strange when he heard his tone.

"Even if you take the antidote, you'll still fall into a coma, and it'll probably take several days before you wake up. If anything happens during that time, I'll have to rely on you to make a temporary decision."

The old man frowned even more tightly: "Then this matter..."

"It's best not to tell Miss Shen for now. I will also instruct the people in the general's mansion to protect her during this period." Du Zhijie said softly. There are many complications in this matter, and he doesn't want her to be involved for the time being.

The old man nodded cautiously.

Thinking of the deal, Du Zhijie took the antidote that day and fell asleep.

He needed to wake up quickly to deal with the emergency.

Because there were bad things spreading about Zhao Yurou outside, she shamelessly came to the old lady of the Duke's Mansion again.

"Grandma..." Zhao Yurou called softly, "Rou'er is here to see you."

The old lady of the Duke's Mansion was sitting under the old pine tree in the courtyard, staring at the sky in a daze. When she heard the voice, she turned around and rubbed her eyes in surprise. She hadn't seen Zhao Yurou for some time since she returned to the Duke's Mansion because the Duke's master had ordered her not to go out. Zhao Yurou's face was a little haggard, and the old lady was immediately heartbroken: "Rou'er, why did you come here so suddenly?"

Zhao Yurou walked over to the old lady and squatted down. She rested her head on her legs and said, "Rou'er missed grandma. I heard that grandma hadn't slept well these days, so I came to see her."

The old lady sighed deeply, her eyes reddened. "Rou'er, you are so thoughtful. Sigh... I don't know what your adoptive father thinks. It's okay if he doesn't marry. You have been in the Duke's Mansion since you were a child. I have already given you my granddaughter to look after. It's just that your adoptive father..."

The old lady was a little excited when she spoke, but she stopped talking as if she was afraid.

After so many years, the old woman had to be coaxed into taking a concubine and having a son, but her son was a dignified Duke, so why did he abhor marriage? The girl in front of him was the one she had brought back from a side branch when she was little.

"Grandma, it's not that Rouer doesn't want to see you, it's just that I'm not good enough and always make father angry." Zhao Yurou raised her head and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She had survived a near-death experience so that she wouldn't have to marry Yun Ziruo, and now she finally came back, but father still didn't like her.

The old lady sighed after hearing this, and hugged Zhao Yurou, calling her her darling with heartache.

The two chatted for a long time in the small courtyard. When the old lady learned that Zhao Yurou was not doing well, she couldn't help but say, "When your father comes back, we will talk to him properly. Don't be so harsh on you!"

Seeing the old lady's indignation, Zhao Yurou breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up, massaged her shoulders, and whispered, "Grandma, even if Daddy is the Duke, you should be the one who makes the decisions about the Duke's Mansion. Why don't you take over the stewardship?"

"You know the situation in the Duke's Mansion. Your father's concubine relies on her family's wealth. Who would respect an old woman like me?" The old lady shook her head, and there was a hint of cowardice in her expression unconsciously.

Now, being able to grow old in peace and stability is perhaps the greatest hope.

She is old and has no choice but to accept her age. She really can't argue or fight anymore.

Zhao Yurou didn't stop massaging her shoulders. She lowered her brows. The old pine tree beside her rustled in the wind. From a distance, it looked like a scene of filial piety.

Officials were worried about food and fodder, while the people were even more concerned about the safety of General Xuanyuan.

Shen Wanqing felt heavy in her heart, as if a mountain was pressing down on her. Why was Lord Xuanyuan still injured? Could it be that even if she lived again, she still couldn't change her predetermined fate?

"Miss, Miss, General Du has sent a letter asking you to go to the general's mansion!" Jing'er walked in happily.

"Prepare the carriage and go now." Shen Wanqing let out a breath. They happened to have encountered war at the border these two days and they had not seen each other for a long time. Now hearing the news from him, she felt relieved for some reason.

If he cares too much, he will be confused. Perhaps he will know more about Lord Xuanyuan and the Zi Luo Kingdom.

However, halfway through the journey, the carriage was stopped again.

Shen Wanqing opened the car window impatiently, her eyes cold: "Jiang Ce, it's you again!"

"Of course it's me. Otherwise, do you think it's Du Zhijie?" Jiang Ce's eyes were filled with sarcasm. "Shen Wanqing, no wonder you've made it this far. You really have climbed up the social ladder. You didn't really think you could marry into the general's mansion, did you?"

"Otherwise, the general's mansion has already proposed marriage. My affairs have nothing to do with you. Get out of here and don't block my way." Shen Wanqing said, ordering the coachman to leave quickly.

"You don't have to go to the general's mansion. I was the one who asked you out." Jiang Ce smiled coldly and looked at the expression on Shen Wanqing's face.

But Shen Wanqing just looked at him calmly, without showing the panic he expected.

Jing'er couldn't help but sneer, "Young Master Jiang has gone too far! He actually used the general's name to deceive our young lady! He's like a tailor without a measure, with evil intentions!"

"Shen Wanqing, is this how you manage your maid?" Jiang Ce said angrily. Then, as if he had thought of something, he smiled sinisterly and said, "No wonder you don't even care about your own parents."

"Mr. Jiang, please stop talking nonsense!" Jing'er was so angry that she kept saying to herself, whoever says it will come true!

However, Shen Wanqing's eyes darkened, and there seemed to be flames burning in them. When did this outsider start talking about her affairs?

Suppressing the murderous rage in her heart, she whispered, "What exactly do you want to do by asking me out?"

"Wanqing, I just want to talk to you." Jiang Ce's expression softened, and his tone was a little seductive: "You've heard about Lord Xuanyuan's affairs, right? If the Xuanyuan family falls, the Hou Mansion will be nothing but an empty shell. I'll give you one last chance. As long as you are willing to lend a hand, I will promise you a lifetime of wealth and glory."