The old lady is reborn

Yao Yuan asked: "You were quite proud last time, saying that her newly promoted maid served you two well.

I don't know why you suddenly panicked, but is there no news from those two girls?"

Luo Wenliang thought: What if I am overthinking? Is there really something that got in the way and caused the disconnection?

After hesitating for a moment, he said to his wife, "Pack up and do as I say. I've asked someone to make some ginseng soup for you to drink before you leave."

Yao Yuan felt sad: he had been ill for so long, and only when he needed help himself did he buy some expensive medicinal herbs, and they were just to keep himself energetic so he could do things.

His so-called deep affection and seeking medical advice were just a pretense. If it wasn't for the sake of the children, why would he do this?

Luo Wenliang arranged for the servant to contact Rong Yunmiao's maid again. If there was still no news, it would be hard to blame him for taking the initiative.

In Luo Wenliang's opinion, this contact was still in vain and there was no news at all. In the Marquis' Mansion, Mingdai received a report that the man's servant came to contact the two girls again.

Ming Dai was furious and told them not to pay any attention to it, but she still reported the matter to Song Ying.

Song Ying was just listening to Huai'an saying that this man's wife had been poisoned for two years, and then she heard what Ming Dai had sent over, so she said to Huai'an, "It seems that we can't get in touch with her. I'm worried."

Huai'an said: "If someone has a plan, I'm afraid he will take action."

After hearing this, Song Ying assigned more staff to the gatehouse and sent two more maids.

Huai'an asked: "Should we tell Yun Miao that his wife was poisoned?"

Song Ying shook her head: "She is very confused now, let's talk about it after we have evidence and things become clear.

In this situation, she is like a bewitched person, and may not listen to what others say, but instead suspect that everyone is deceiving her."

Yao Yuan dragged his sick body and got off the carriage in front of the Nan'an Marquis's Mansion. Someone reported him in. Two maids immediately came forward to greet him and politely asked where he was from and what he wanted. They led him to the corner gate.

Another doorman came forward and helped the little girl carry the cookies.

Yao Yuan was a little confused. Why was the Marquis' Mansion so hospitable to guests?

Shouldn't I be able to get in?

A few people entered the Marquis' Mansion in a daze. Before they had time to look around and take a closer look at the Mansion, they were taken over by the servants and arranged to sit in a quiet tea room.

The little girl saw that the snacks on the table were so cute that she couldn't help but quietly reached out and took a piece and put it in her mouth.

When the other girls saw it, they also took a piece each, and after tasting it, they all said it was delicious.

Yao Yuan originally wanted to scold them for moving around, but in the end he couldn't help himself and took a piece.

After eating it, I felt that the cookies in my hand were not very good enough.

She also thought: How could a daughter who was raised in such a place fall in love with her bastard husband?

Just as he was sitting here feeling bored, a maid from the Marquis' Mansion asked Yao Yuan to follow her in.

The maids stayed here to drink tea, and Yao Yuan followed them to a flower hall.

Not long after, a female doctor came and said, "I heard that you were poisoned two years ago. Can I take your pulse?"

Yao Yuan was shocked when he heard this and asked, "Is it poisoning? Not illness?"

The female doctor felt the patient's pulse for a long time, then nodded and said, "If you don't believe me, you can go to any clinic in this city and see how they treat patients."

Yao Yuan thought that her husband Luo Wenliang had been bringing the same doctor to take her pulse and treat her illness for the past two years, and they had never gone to the clinic for treatment.

I had already believed it about 70% of the time, and my heart was suddenly filled with turmoil.