Mrs. Feng was in a state of confusion, and Ms. Xu in the house was not doing much better either.
"Feng Shaojun" dressed as Jixiang was already lying on the bed. Mrs. Xu repeatedly asked: "Mrs. Shen will come in later, you must be careful to deal with it, and don't expose the truth."
Ji Xiang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he whispered: "Mrs. Shen used to come here often, and every time she would talk about everyday things. I have long been used to it. Why do you want me to pretend to be sick today?"
There were a lot of bloodshot eyes in Mrs. Xu's eyes, and she looked quite haggard, as if she had been up all night and was exhausted mentally and physically: "Don't worry about it, just lie down as I told you."
Ji Xiang had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, and his heart became more and more frightened and uncertain. He had an inexplicable and unpleasant premonition that a catastrophe was about to happen.
Mother Zheng on the side also felt something was wrong, but didn't ask any more questions.
Mrs. Xu cheered up and went out to meet Mrs. Feng.
The two of them looked at each other and found that each other's faces were not good-looking, so they had to express some concern for each other.
Mrs. Da Feng chuckled and said, "I haven't seen Shaojun for a while, and I'm really thinking about him."
Mrs. Xu responded with a wry smile: "Young Master caught a cold two days ago and fell ill. He was lying on the bed and couldn't get up. It would be rude not to come out to greet you."
"Shaojun is sick?" Da Feng was surprised and distressed, and reflexively quickened her pace: "Why didn't you send someone to deliver a letter to me?"
Feng Shaojun is the niece of the great Feng family. After marrying Shen You, the great Feng family has always been particularly partial to her. These words came out of her mouth, and her concern was beyond words.
Even though Mrs. Xu was full of worries, she felt her heart warm at this moment. She cheered up and said with a smile, "It won't alarm you at all."
While talking, the two of them entered Feng Shaojun's house together.
"Feng Shaojun" with a sick look on his face was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt.
Da Feng sat down beside the bed and sighed: "Look at your face, you are really seriously ill. Don't take it lightly just because you are young. Sickness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread. You have to live a good life."
"Feng Shaojun" coughed slightly and responded in a low voice.
"Feng Shaojun" became so ill, which saved Da Feng a lot of worries, and there was no need to say anything that should be said. Da Feng was relieved, and seeing "Feng Shaojun" falling asleep, Da Feng Feng had no choice but to leave the house.
Mrs. Xu wanted to keep Da Feng for lunch, but Mrs. Feng had no appetite for lunch now. She opened her mouth and said: "Young Master is ill. I can't help you much, so don't stay and cause trouble. I'll go back now. Another day." When I have some free time, I'll come see you again."
Mr. Xu sent Mr. Feng away and returned to "Feng Shaojun".
You have to do a complete set for a play. Since "Feng Shaojun" is ill, he has to call the doctor. Mother Zheng will take care of these trivial matters.
Mrs. Xu, who used to be calm and collected, is now restless and restless, and her words are inconsistent with her words.
"Feng Shaojun" couldn't help it anymore and asked quietly: "Did something happen?"
Xu reflexively touched the hidden pocket of her sleeve and smiled covertly: "It's nothing, don't think about it." He then said, "I'm a little tired too, so I'll go back and rest."
Ji Xiang watched Mrs. Xu leave and whispered to Mother Zheng: "Mother Zheng, do you think it's strange? There's something really wrong with my wife today."
Mother Zheng whispered: "That's not right. However, my wife doesn't want to say anything, so don't talk too much."
Jixiang could only nod.
…
After Mrs. Xu returned to the courtyard, she sent all the serving maids and women out and stayed alone in the house.
She fumbled for a moment and took out a letter from her sleeve.
If Mrs. Xu had opened her eyes, she would have known that there were five letters in total. Except for the one in her hand, they also appeared outside the Yuan Mansion, the clan residence, and outside the doors of Shen Mao and Qiu Mingcheng's rooms last night.
There are only a few sentences in the letter. From last night to now, Mrs. Xu has read it dozens of times, and she can recite it by heart. Her heart is as heavy as a thousand stones.
If what is said in the letter is true, Shen You will be in big trouble! As husband and wife become one, Shen You's trouble is Feng Shaojun's trouble. And Brother Xu... what will be his fate in the future?
Xu's heart felt like it was fried in oil, and she clutched the letter hard.
Based on Xu's life wisdom after living for decades, this letter is ninety-nine times true. Shen You has been Shen Silang since he was born, and he grew up in the Shen family for so many years. It can be seen that the emperor never meant to recognize his son.
This letter is definitely not a good thing for Shen You.
The person who sent the letter had no good intentions at all.
She didn't even dare to let Cui Yuanhan know about the existence of this letter. The fewer people knew about such a private matter, the better. But when she thought about it again, the man behind the scenes was so powerful that even Jiang, who was under house arrest in the Qiu Mansion, He was able to hook up with her, and he even sent this letter to her door late at night. What a capable means!
I'm afraid there may be more than one such letter.
The more Xu thought about it, the more horrified she became.
After much thought, she finally picked up a pen and wrote a note, and then found a special bamboo tube. This bamboo tube was left to her by Feng Shaojun. If there was an urgent matter at home, she could put the note in it. In a bamboo tube, buried under the third crabapple tree in the garden.
It would take at most half a day for the note to reach Feng Shaojun.
This also means that Feng Shaojun also deployed manpower in the house.
Mr. Xu has never explored this, and has never sent a letter before. Now that such a big thing has happened, Feng Shaojun must be notified as soon as possible.
Mrs. Xu stuffed the note into the bamboo tube, went to the garden, and told the maids to retreat. Then she quietly buried the bamboo tube in the right place.
After finishing all this, Mrs. Xu's panicked heart calmed down a little and she prayed silently in her heart.
God bless, Shen You and Feng Shaojun can survive this disaster safely.
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Today's time seems to be extremely long.
The Yuan family and his son had been in the palace for a long time. It was almost noon and they hadn't come out yet. I don't know what important matter they reported.
Shen You stood guard outside the palace, thinking silently in his heart.
He usually served as an errand around the emperor, and Emperor Qing'an never avoided him even when he summoned courtiers to discuss important court matters. Today, it was strange that Emperor Qing'an never summoned him to the palace to be on duty.
Of course, as the commander of the emperor's bodyguard, he could also take the initiative to enter the palace. However, from the moment he saw Feng Shaojun in the morning today, everything was weird. Prince Fu gave a meaningful glance before leaving, and the Yuan family and his son looked at each other before entering the palace. The complex look in his eyes, everything showed an unusual meaning.
Something must have happened!
This matter is closely related to him...
The sound of footsteps sounded from far to near.
When Shen You came back to his senses, he saw General Yuan leading brothers Yuan Qing and Yuan Hai out. Eunuch Yang sent Yuan and his son out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony on behalf of the emperor.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly, almost blindingly.
Shen You was standing where the light was the brightest, and his whole body was covered with a halo of sunlight.
General Yuan stopped and looked at Shen You.
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