Chapter Ninety: Revealing Intentions

when I was sent to Weiruixuan.Meng Jinyao asked again, "You should know a lot about what happened in the mansion, right Tell me everything in detail."The spring willows rustle in response, nature und...The housekeeper was speechless after her words.

Where would you find a married woman speaking like that When trouble strikes her family, she finds amusement and takes pleasure in it. Such cold-blooded and heartless words could only come from their eldest daughter.

Meng Jin Yao strode to the main seat and sat down, her eyes looking at the butler with indifference. She asked impatiently, “Didn’t you say there was something urgent about me Now that I’m here, you've gone mute”

Upon hearing this, the housekeeper immediately remembered the important matter at hand. Looking at Meng Jin Yao, he let out a heavy sigh and said, “Miss, the old mistress is ill, her condition is serious, so Master asked me to inform you.”

Meng Jinyu was taken aback. Her grandmother's health had been surprisingly good, especially when she scolded her, her voice full of vigor. Despite her age, Meng Jinyu felt that her grandmother's body was even stronger than hers. She could easily live another decade. How could she suddenly fall seriously ill

She felt something was amiss and didn't believe the butler's words. She stared straight at him, her eyes filled with meaning as she asked, "Is she really sick"

The housekeeper bowed her head slightly, a hint of worry in her voice: "Miss, the old mistress is truly ill. Before I came here, the physician had also come to treat her."

He didn't dare to look at her, and Meng Jin Yao had her answer. Since he was nervous in front of her, then her grandmother falling ill must be fake. It was all an excuse to get her back to Yongchang Marquis's Mansion.

Although her in-laws were all involved in the dowry affair, on the surface, it was Sun who had encroached upon her mother's dowry. She had no connection to her father or grandmother. Her grandmother fell ill, so as a granddaughter, she should visit her natal home. Otherwise, it would be considered unfilial.

Meng Jinyao let out a light snort and said in a faint voice, "Alright, I know. You can go back now."

The steward, seeing that she remained unmoved, asked anxiously, "Miss, after the old mistress fell ill, she thought of you very much. Last night, she even mentioned you, so Master sent me here early this morning to inform you. Don't you intend to go back and see her"

Meng Jinyao curled her lips, teasingly said: "Since grandmother is sick, as a granddaughter I definitely have to go back to visit, how could I not go back"

The housekeeper saw the faint smile playing at the corner of her lips, and felt a bad premonition. He became even more nervous: "That, that you..."

"Do you expect me to return with you now" Meng Jin Yao's voice was indifferent, yet it carried an invisible aura of authority.

The steward shook his head busily. "Of course not, Miss! How could you possibly go back with me Even if we were going back, it would be I following you."

Meng Jinyao softly said, "Since I've brought up the matter, you can go back first."

The steward dared not say more, bade farewell to Meng Jinyang, and then returned to Yongchang Bo's mansion to report.

Qīng Qiū also didn't believe that Lady Mèng was truly ill. With a worried expression, she asked, "Madam, are you really going back to General Yǒngchāng's Residence I feel like they must be deceiving you into returning."

Meng Jinyao nonchalantly replied, "Why not go back On the surface, I've only quarreled with Sun Shi. I haven't quarreled with my grandmother. Besides, how else would I know what tricks they are up to"

Qing Qiu's brows furrowed, worry evident in her eyes.

Meng Jinyao said softly, "It's nothing, I am the wife of the Marquis of Changxing. They wouldn't dare to do anything to me. Qingqiu, go buy some tonics and come back. This afternoon, we will return to Lord Yongchang's Mansion and see them put on a play."

Autumn arrives with a sound.

Back at the elegant Weiruixuan, Meng Jinyao gave Yinzijing Qiu some silver to buy nourishing tonics that would be suitable for the sick patient.

Yongchang Marquis' Mansion.

When Meng Jin Yao arrived at the Duke Yongchang's residence, it was in the afternoon, before dusk.

This time, when she returned, she wasn't treated coldly. The housekeeper personally came to greet her. Seeing the maid behind her carrying a gift, he also eagerly stepped forward to take it and invited her to Rongfuting.

When Meng Jinyao arrived at Rongfuting, Old Madam Meng was taking a midday nap. The maidservant seemed to know she would return sooner or later, respectfully led her into the small hall of Rongfuting, served her tea and snacks, and asked her to wait for a while.

Another maid, go and inform Meng Dongyuan and Sun Shi at once.

Qing Qiu stood beside Meng Jin Yao, serving her. Seeing the maidservant treating her mistress with such kindness, she was astonished on behalf of her mistress. Had their mistress ever received such treatment at Rong Fu Tang

Qing Qiu bent down and whispered in Meng Jin Yao's ear, "Madam, I feel like they don't have good intentions."

Meng Jinyao calmly said, "It's nothing, you'll know later."

Not long after, Meng Dongyuan and Mrs. Sun arrived.

Meng Jin Yao rose and bowed: "Father, Madam Meng"

When Sun heard her refer to herself as mother, she only addressed her as Lady Meng. Her face was a little embarrassed, but now wasn't the time to quibble with her. She smiled graciously and replied, “Aiyao, please sit down and talk.”

Meng Jin Yao watched as she, though clearly seething with hatred, gritting her teeth in anger, could still smile at herself. She couldn't help but find it amusing. It seemed they had gone to great lengths to deceive her back, wanting something in return. And this benefit was probably related to the Sun family.

After about an hour's time, Old Madam Meng was helped into the hall by a maidservant.

Meng Jin Yao sized her up and down, not finding anything amiss. However, she did find that her gloomy expression was quite convincing. She asked in a gentle voice: "I heard from the butler that your grandmother is ill. I wonder what has caused this"

"It's just a headache, it's not a serious illness," Old Madam Meng said, glaring at her son reproachfully. "You too, after I said it was nothing, you still sent people to bring Ayao back."

Meng Dong returned home from afar and said, "Son, look at your mother. She hasn't slept well at night and her illness doesn't seem to improve even after taking medicine. A Yao is our granddaughter, and since grandma is ill, she should come back to visit. Otherwise, if word gets out, people will say she's unfilial."

Meng Jin'yao watched them act quietly. Now that she had free time, she cooperated with them and continued to play the role of a filial and obedient granddaughter. She asked appropriately: "Is the medicine prescribed by the doctor ineffective The doctors at Miaochun Hall are skilled in healing and renowned throughout the capital. Why not invite a doctor from Miaochun Hall to treat Grandmother"

Elder Mrs. Meng spoke softly, “Ayáo is so thoughtful. Grandmother isn't ill, just unable to sleep because of your third younger brother.”

She sighed wistfully, looking at Meng Jin Yao, as if she had remembered something. Then she said, "Grandma heard that Lord Gu and the headmaster of Ling Shan Academy are old friends. You help your third brother by telling Lord Gu to ask Headmaster Xu for a spot. It's just a matter of opening his mouth for him. Ayao, Grandma can see that Lord Gu cares about you, he certainly won't refuse your request."

Didn't the fox's tail just pop out

Meng Jin Yao's face changed, then she sneered. She thought it was something serious, so it turns out they were plotting this.

Meng Chengxing failed the assessment at Ling Shan Academy, but his younger brother passed. How could they stand idly by and watch their illegitimate son be more successful than their legitimate son

She said softly, "This matter is beyond my ability to help. Since Ling Shan Academy has established a testing system, it means relying on one's own skills. What use is there in seeking backdoor entry"

She smiled softly, gracefully rose to her feet, and then said, "Since Grandmother is well, I will take my leave now."

Mrs. Meng roared, “Stop right there!”iled and spoke. Seeing the fear in her eyes, he knew she had misunderstood. If he didn't explain tonight, with him sleeping beside her, she might have nightmares. So he explained: "When apprehending t...