The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

Ling Silang himself did not want to marry Wen Shiyan, and he was even more unwilling for Du Mingxian to wear a wedding dress for another man. "You are now the eldest daughter of the Wen family. What are your plans for the marriage with the Feng family?"

"We haven't gone through the Three Letters and Six Rites much yet, and we haven't even had the name-asking ceremony, so there's no rush." ​​Du Mingxian was genuinely not in a hurry; she already had a plan in mind.

Ling Silang strongly disagreed, saying, "Nothing is absolute. You must be extremely careful and not be careless. I don't want you to wear a wedding dress for another man."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll take care of this in a few days, alright?"

Ling Silang was quite pleased with Du Mingxian's coaxing tone towards the child, saying, "You'd better pay more attention to yourself."

"I know you can rest assured."

The two lingered for a while longer, and Du Mingxian suggested that Ling Silang take the opportunity to see if he could buy a property in the capital under Ling Ziming's name, so that he would have a place to stay if anything happened in the future.

The day after returning to the Wen family, Du Mingxian, who was quick to learn and had already mastered the skills, began to deliver food to Lord Wen again. After preparing the food herself, she would go to the Ministry of War.

When they arrived, they immediately called for Lord Wen's servant to come out, gave him the gifts, and went straight home without wandering around outside.

This puzzled the people keeping watch.

For several days in a row, Du Mingxian would send things over whenever she had free time. On this day, she prepared a meal and planned to send it to Lord Wen, but was stopped by Wen Yibin, who had just returned from outside.

"For my older brother?"

"Yes."

"Give me some to eat first, I'm starving."

Du Mingxian could smell a faint scent of blood on Wen Yibin as he approached. She frowned slightly, but still politely declined, "Fourth Uncle, this was made for Father. If you want some, I can make it for you when I get back, okay?"

"No, I really want to eat right now. My elder brother has his own meals from the Ministry of War. Whether you send them over or not, he won't be in any trouble. But if you don't let my fourth uncle eat right now, he'll be in a terrible mood."

Du Mingxian realized that Wen Yibin was serious, so she could only give the food in her hand to Wen Yibin, saying, "Then Fourth Uncle, you can eat it."

After giving the items to Wen Yibin, she went back and made some pastries before continuing her journey to the Ministry of War.

In the past, the Ministry of War would naturally send meals, and Lord Wen would eat the same food as everyone else. However, recently he has become picky about food thanks to Du Mingxian. When the lunch was served, Lord Wen glanced at it and frowned.

"Did the cook make this?" Lord Wen always felt that something might have been added to Du Mingxian's food. He was fine eating the food prepared by the Ministry of War's cooks, but after eating Du Mingxian's food for a few days, he found it hard to eat the Ministry of War's food.

"Yes." The servant replied respectfully. Seeing that Lord Wen was frowning, he whispered a reminder, "Perhaps the young lady is too busy today, so she didn't come."

Lord Wen was even more displeased, but he didn't say anything. "Alright, take these things away."

"Yes."

And so, Lord Wen simply didn't eat lunch. By the afternoon, he was feeling quite hungry and wanted to ask his servant to go out and buy him some food. When he did, he found the servant carrying a food box in.

He was quite surprised. The servant beside him wasn't particularly shrewd, but he was extremely loyal, so he kept him around. Was he worried that the servant would be hungry today?

"My lord, this was sent by the young lady. She said she was going to bring lunch, but the fourth master intercepted it and took the food away. So the young lady sent some pastries instead."

Lord Wen listened without saying anything, but said, "Bring the things over."

The pastries were served and looked very appealing. He couldn't wait to grab a piece and put it in his mouth. The taste was just as good, and he ate several pieces in a row before he felt full and calm.

But the more he looked at the few pieces left on the plate, the more panicked he became.

"Go and fetch the imperial physician. Tell him I'm feeling a little unwell."

The servant panicked immediately upon hearing this and turned to run away.

Soon, two imperial physicians were summoned. After all, the Minister was the emperor's confidant, and not just anyone could hold that position, so he was naturally more distinguished.

After the two imperial physicians took turns taking his pulse, they couldn't come up with any explanation.

Lord Wen immediately tried to evade the question, saying, "I only ate a few pieces of this pastry, and then I felt a bit uncomfortable in my heart. Could the two imperial physicians take a look and see if there's anything in it that's not good for me to eat?"

The two imperial physicians immediately took action. They smelled the food, ate it, and tested it. The food was just ordinary food, with nothing added.

"Furthermore, this pastry contains lotus seeds, which are good for clearing heat. You've been working very hard lately and are indeed a bit overheated. Eating more pastries will be beneficial."

Lord Wen: "..." His face was a little hot.

After sending the man away, Lord Wen felt uneasy and went home early, asking his steward to summon Wen Yibin to his study.

Wen Yibin went out of town on business yesterday and rushed back today. He didn't get a good rest last night and went straight to sleep after lunch. He had only slept for two hours when he was woken up, and he was full of resentment.

"Brother, why did you leave the office so early today? If you have nothing to do, you should spend more time with your wife or the women in your backyard. Don't bother me, I still want to sleep."

Wen Yibin was full of complaints, and he tilted his head back, wanting to sleep a little longer; he clearly hadn't had enough sleep.

Lord Wen wasn't angry when he saw him like this. "At noon today, she was going to bring me food. Did you intercept the food and take it away?"

Wen Yibin cleared his head a bit, checked his body, and, finding no discomfort, said, "Yes, I came back at noon and happened to run into her going out to deliver lunch to you. I thought I hadn't eaten yet, so I just took my brother's lunch."

"What's wrong? Did the tests show anything? But I didn't feel unwell after lunch, and that girl's cooking was really delicious."

Lord Wen waved his hand, "Not really. Her cooking is quite good, much better than the cooks in the kitchen. And because you took the food away, she even brought me some pastries this afternoon."

Wen Yibin asked with a hint of envy, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious. I thought she added something, so I called the Imperial Hospital to check, but they couldn't find anything."

"It should be fine. Now that she's bringing food, if something really happens to my brother, he'll suspect her first. She's not that stupid."

That's not what Lord Wen meant. "I just wanted to say... what is her purpose, and why is she getting so close to me?"

“Of course she has ulterior motives, but now that she’s the eldest daughter of the Wen family, it’s not wrong for her to fawn over you as her father.” Wen Yibin said with a grin, then added, “The people I sent out to keep an eye on her said they didn’t find anything, which proves that there’s nothing wrong with her.”