CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 40: YOU REALLY ARE A WARMHEARTED PERSON!

Song Jiling touched his nose and couldn’t help but ask again, "Yu, I secretly overheard a conversation between my father and grandfather. The one who opened the Shangyuan Gambling House is the son of Duke Luu, that playboy Chu Wenjia. Is he also the one harming our people? And the green hat Mr. Wei is wearing, did he put it on him too?"

Yu Nianzhao gave him a sidelong glance, "Why are you so curious? Haven’t you heard the saying? Curiosity killed the cat. The more you know, the more dangerous it is."

Song Jiling fearfully covered his mouth and said timidly, "I know, my father told me to stay as far away from the Chu Family as possible! But isn’t it unfair for Wei Zhao and the others? They originally had such promising futures. If I could, Yu, I’ll give you silver, and you can help burn some joss paper for them or something, as a brotherly gesture. I’ll see them off."

Yu Nianzhao extended a finger and flicked his forehead with a thud, "Do you really take me for a Daoist or a monk? Why are you bringing this to me?"

He pointed to the air beside him, "Your good brother is right next to you. If you have anything for him, burn it yourself and tell him yourself."

Song Jiling, clutching his now red forehead, was shocked and jumped behind Yu Nianzhao, cautiously peeking his head out, "Yu, don’t scare me like that. I’m not very brave!"

"Who’s scaring you? Wei Zhao’s soul can’t stay in the Wei Mansion. It won’t exist for much longer."

"Won’t exist for much longer?"

"Even if I tell you, you won’t understand. It’s all fate!"

"Does that mean Wei Zhao has to stay with you all the time?"

"No, I’ve placed a restriction on him, so his soul can’t stray too far from me. Otherwise, he’ll be caught by the ghost messengers and dragged to hell for punishment. I promised Ms. Wei I’d give him a chance to reincarnate."

Since she had accepted Ms. Wei’s silver, she would see it through to the end. Even ghost messengers wouldn’t have the guts to take Wei Zhao away from her side.

"Yu, you are just too kind. Come on, I’ll personally escort you back to the Prince’s Residence!"

"Zhaozhao!"

Pei Yunqing blocked their path with a serious demeanor, "Zhaozhao, you shouldn’t meddle in the Wei Family’s affairs. Behind the Shangyuan Gambling House is Duke Luu’s business. If you get into trouble, Duke Luu won’t spare you."

Yu Nianzhao shook her head playfully, "Who won’t spare whom is still uncertain!"

From what she’d heard, this Duke Luu wasn’t any good!

He was most certainly an evil soul, destined to be slain by her sooner or later!

Pei Yuncheng laughed angrily, "Yu Nianzhao, brother is showing concern for you. Don’t you know how to be grateful? Do you think having some scammer skills means you can understand the world? Your meager skills are nothing before true power and influence. If you bring trouble upon yourself, fine, but what about dragging the Pei Family into it?"

Even though Pei Yuncheng wanted to show some concern, the words turned into a barrage when he spoke.

Yu Nianzhao looked at him disdainfully and without restraint, "Pei Yuncheng, do you not understand human language? I’ve severed ties. What I do has nothing to do with you!"

"You... are you still a woman? Speaking so crudely?"

Pei Yuncheng took a deep breath, advising earnestly, "Even if the Emperor has bestowed marriage upon you, do you think being Princess Consort Su will be easy? The Emperor’s and Prince Su’s mother has always been residing at Five Balance Mountain, praying for Prince Su. Upon hearing the news of the marriage, she has hurriedly returned to Shangjing. The Dowager, by no means gentle, despises your separation from the Pei Family. How do you think she will see you?"

Yu Nianzhao remained indifferent, "Oh, you really are a warm-hearted soul."

Pei Yuncheng felt suffocated, "...."

Pei Yunqing said helplessly, "Zhaozhao, this time what Yuncheng is saying is true. The Dowager’s family is of the Grand General, and they value family status highly. As long as you and Prince Su are not married, changes can occur anytime."

"It’s okay, Yu. If the Prince doesn’t marry you, I can..."

Song Jiling, with sincere loyalty, patted his chest, thinking he hadn’t taken a wife yet. But then, considering Yu Nianzhao still had a ghost by her side, he shivered and corrected himself, "I can introduce someone to you. The Song Family has many outstanding young men, guaranteed to please you."

Pei Yunqing frowned tightly, looking at Song Jiling.

He knew Song Jiling, as the youngest son of Mr. Song, always proud and cliquish, into whose circle very few could join.

When did they develop such a connection, and to this extent?

Yu Nianzhao patted Song Jiling on the shoulder, "Thank you so much, you really have what it takes to be a matchmaker."

"Good dogs don’t block the path!" Yu Nianzhao ignored them, "Let’s go, Song Jiling!"

"Alrighty!"

Watching Yu Nianzhao’s unhesitant departure, Pei Yunqing felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Pei Yuncheng was very upset, "Brother, look, Yu Nianzhao really regards our goodwill as nothing but liver and lungs. We’ve reminded her so much, yet she doesn’t listen to a word!"

Pei Yunqing pursed his lips, "Zhaozhao has considerable skills. Who knows how much suffering she endured in Tomb Guard City to master such Daoism."

Pei Yuncheng curled his lips, "At least she collected five thousand taels of silver from the Wei Mansion all at once. She certainly learned something there in Tomb Guard City."

Pei Yunqing’s gaze grew colder by a few degrees, "Yuncheng, Zhaozhao endured suffering in place of you and Yunzhi. If you speak so casually again, don’t blame me for being unkind to you."

Pei Yuncheng, troubled and frustrated, muttered insincerely, "Alright, alright!"

——

The next day, shocking news erupted in Shangjing.

After the grief of losing his son, Chief Censor Wei Heng first pointed the finger at Prince Su.

Then, as if driven mad, he entered the palace to accuse Chu Wenjia, the son of Duke Luu, of being the true culprit behind the death of Wei Zhao.

He accused him of using Mr. Chen to raise ghost children behind the scenes for profit, a grave crime indeed!

Duke Luu, upon hearing the rumor, also hurried into the palace, declaring himself wronged!

This matter still awaited thorough investigation.

That night, Wei Heng committed suicide in his mansion.

He left a suicide note written in his own hand, admitting that he had been misled by slander and purposefully framed Chu Wenjia.

He had caused the death of his own son and felt too ashamed to continue living.

Thus, leaving Ms. Wei, already divorced and alone, to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart and prepare to return to the countryside.

From then on, there was no Wei Mansion in Shangjing!

For Duke Luu Mansion, it was like a mosquito bite, causing no issues whatsoever.

That night...

At a manor on the outskirts, lights were bright inside, and amidst the clinking of glasses came the sounds of boisterous laughter.

"Hahaha, the Wei Family fools, nothing more than a dog raised at the feet of the Chu Family, yet they dreamed of biting their master? Such a thing is impossible. In the end, they brought about their own demise!"

"Mr. Chu is indeed wise, such ingrates should have been eliminated long ago."

"Mr. Chen is rather powerful, your substitution trick was incredible! They never suspected the imprisoned Mr. Chen had already been replaced. Your Corpse Ghost was also formidable, causing Wei Heng to commit suicide, clearing my name, letting me remain the esteemed Mr. Chu in Shangjing!"