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Fifty-six Incense Offerings

  Moonlight Exposes the Works of a Concubine's Daughter Marrying into Royalty The Concubine's Daughter Marries into Royalty The Royal Highness, 56th in Line to the Throne

  The dawn breaks, and the morning light is faintly visible.

  Madam Zou, who had just gotten up, was being served by her personal maid, but at this moment the door was suddenly pushed open and Zhuang Mama rushed in hastily.

  "What's wrong? Are you being chased by a dog?"

  Zou immediately threw the silk handkerchief in her hand into the large red cloisonné bird and flower basin, frowning at her.

  "It's not a dog..." Madame Zhuang said, ignoring the awkwardness, "It is..." But she stopped mid-sentence and glanced at the several young maids by her side before hurrying over to grab the embroidered handkerchief from the basin and personally serving Mrs. Zou.

  Those few young maids naturally also had discerning eyes, seeing this they immediately carefully put down the things in their hands and slowly withdrew.

  "Madam, just now I heard the gatekeeper say that Qingzhao returned last night!" Zhuang's mother only spoke up when there were only two people left in the room.

  Zou's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and he furrowed his brow deeply. "This little brat... her father is really useless."

  "Madam, what can be done about this?" The Zhuang mother asked hurriedly again.

  "What's wrong? Nothing's wrong..." But Zhou's face had already returned to normal, and the corners of her lips even curled up into a faint smile.

  "If Qingqi and Jiujiu said..."

  "What's the point of saying it? Can these two little girls still turn the sky upside down?"

  "But... but if it gets out of hand and reaches Old Lady's place..."

  "What's the big deal?" Jiang sneered, "You know my methods all too well, don't you? Humph... Let alone a mere illegitimate child, even if it were her own granddaughter, what could she do?"

  Zhuang's mother listened and suddenly fell silent, remaining quiet for a long time before speaking again, "I'm afraid the lady will not gain Old Lady Zhuang's favor because of this..."

  "Delighted?" Zou heard it and burst into laughter again, "In these years, I've also had a few days of delight from her, but didn't she still hand over the great power to me, huh..."

  "Where... is the third house?"

  "Three houses? Ha ha... You also overestimate them, Lao San is just the echo of Hou Ye, and Lao San's wife is the most cautious one, besides, there's Shui Ge, who will take the lead?"

  The village mother didn't say anything, she just nodded.

  "In fact, Qingji might not necessarily tell the truth either. Think about it, this wine has already been drunk and things have come to a head, why would she drag others into her own affairs and make herself an outcast? Moreover, Jiu is a cunning person, how could she not be wary of Qingji, this outsider maid? Last time, I deliberately chatted with Qingji about the hand chain incident, precisely to drive a wedge between them and make it easier for today's events."

  "Hmm... still too clever and thoughtful!" The Zhuang mother quickly flattered at the right time.

  "Haha……" Zou smiled a few more times, and said to Zhuang's mother, "However, we still can't be negligent. Later, you go see Qingci alone and tell her that it's best to speak less and move less, especially about San Jie. If not, she'll make sure the whole family won't survive. Also, find a few more people to keep an eye on the third house, in case Jiuniang finds out but doesn't say anything, and secretly tries to find an antidote."

  "Yes!"

  ……

  "Miss, you were right, just now when you all passed by that Yan Shou Tang, that Zhuang mom came over to find me."

  Please come back, Ninth Sister sat down at the table to read that agricultural book. At this time, Qing Zhi pushed the door and walked in, carefully placing a cup of ginseng tea under her hand, while softly saying.

  "Oh, what's that?"

  "She thought that I would know those things, so she asked me if I had said anything, and I said no. Then she used both kindness and intimidation...and then just these things..." Qingyi continued, but her tone was somewhat hesitant when she got to the last sentence.

  Jiuer immediately put down the book in her hand and looked at her.

  She immediately felt uneasy and lowered her head.

  "Hehe......" Jiujie couldn't help but laugh, "Is it that you're saying I know they're not afraid of me either, and I won't be able to resist!"

  Qing Zhi heard this and was taken aback, looking at Jiu Jie'er.

  The ninth sister did not speak again, but looked at the sunlight outside with a complex gaze.

  Zou's words were indeed correct, she was unable to resist, a talented and beautiful young woman, without support or reliance, her fate was never in her control.

  So she didn't resist, so she forced a smile, so she pretended to be happy.

  "Great Aunt, thank you for the Osmanthus wine!"

  When she was about to leave, Da Fang coincidentally met San Fang on the road. After exchanging a few pleasantries, seeing Zou Shi's gaze shift over, she naturally hurriedly smiled and stepped forward.

  "Osmanthus wine?" Zou's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing this, but she pretended to be oblivious.

  Really knows how to pretend!

  Luckily she didn't insist on uncovering the truth of this matter, even if it was uncovered, it would be useless. This Zou family would naturally push this matter to a clean slate and then find two scapegoats to settle the case.

  She smiled coldly in her heart, but her face was full of gratitude and piety. "It's the one that Mother Zhuang sent yesterday." As she spoke, she took out a pair of embroidered lotus fish patterns that she had prepared beforehand and presented them with both hands, "This is Xiaojiao's little token of appreciation, please accept it, Elder Aunt!"

  "Oh..." Zou said with a sudden realization, "That osmanthus wine, hey, what's the big deal? Anyway, it was left at home. The day she told you about that bottle being knocked over, I asked her to send another one to you another day. There's still some at my place, if you want to drink it, just go ask her for it."

  She naturally hurriedly thanked him again, and as a result, Zou Shi warmly held her hand all the way, ignoring Liu Jie's angry stamping of her feet behind them.

  "Grandma, I heard that on the 15th you're going to Da Ci Temple to pray for blessings for Third Sister and the child in her womb?"

  "Yes!"

  "Is the Daci Temple on a mountain outside the city? I've heard that not only is it bustling with incense, but the scenery is also beautiful?"

  "Yes! Does Ninth Sister also want to go and take a look?"

  "Uh..."

  "I knew it, you young girls are all thinking the same thing. As it happens, I'm also bringing Xiaoliu and Xiaobao along, why don't you come too? We can go together to beg for San Jie's favor."

  "Is this... okay?"

  "Of course!"

  It turned out that Zou was indeed effective in speaking to Li Taijun, and with just a few words, he succeeded in creating an opportunity for all the women of the Wen household to go out.

  It's just what she wanted, isn't it easier with more people?

  Is this a case of taking a shortcut through a secluded path or using a curve to save the country?

  Although I didn't enjoy the thrill of defeating the enemy, I still achieved my goal.

  On her way back, she went to Jiang's place again and explained the reason for being close to Zou today.

  Look at Jiang's behavior, it seems he doesn't know about the Osmanthus wine incident.

  It doesn't matter whether she knew or not, but seeing Jiang's deliberate mention of Liu's marriage and exaggerating the letter to the Wang family, her heart sank completely.

  She will plan her own future well and one day grasp her destiny in her own hands, not allowing anyone to trample on it at will!

  After the incense ceremony was arranged, the women of the Wen family were both excited and busy. In this excitement and busyness, time flew by quickly, and before they knew it, the 15th day had arrived. Everyone got up early, packed up neatly, and a row of horse-drawn carriages set off in a grand manner...

  ……

  Digression

  School has started again, and I'm back at work, what a pain!

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