Chapter 1697: Chapter 1635: If You Want to Find Her, Go to the Underworld
The mourning in County Magistrate Ruifuâs Mansion was quickly reported to the relevant households, and soon those with interest learned of Madam Zhouâs demise due to exhaustion from childbirth.
"Dead?" Madam Wangâs hand holding the teacup trembled, repeatedly questioning Nanny Wei: "Did I hear wrong? Is she truly dead?"
Nanny Wei nodded.
Madam Wang burst into laughter: "Good, dead is good, dead is good indeed. That wench shouldnât have lived, shouldnât have appeared, dead is good!"
Nanny Weiâs mouth twisted slightly, but she said nothing.
When she heard the news of Madam Zhouâs death, she didnât feel joy but instead felt fear. No, ever since the lady made that decision, sheâs been having nightmares every night, dreaming of County Lord Ruifu coming for revenge.
Now, upon hearing that Madam Zhou is truly dead, she felt a deep-seated alarm and unease, an ominous premonition lingering in her heart.
"Nanny Wei, whatâs got you dazed?" Madam Wang called out to Nanny Wei a few times, looking at her displeased: "Iâm asking you, is that bastard also dead?"
Nanny Wei snapped back to reality and said: "Madam, she suffered difficult labor, and passed away after giving birth to the child. Iâve heard no news about both being dead!"
"So that bastard is alive then." Madam Wangâs face hardened.
Nanny Wei didnât reply.
Madam Wang snorted coldly and then relaxed her brows, saying: "No matter, a premature baby and also resulting from difficult labor, might not survive well!"
She took a sip of tea and said: "Wet nurse, go to Prince Weiâs Manor this instant, report this news to the Princess Consort and let her be pleased!"
"Madam, wouldnât this be inappropriate?" Nanny Wei hesitated.
Madam Wang glared: "Whatâs inappropriate about it? The Princess Consort Wei has been bedridden, perhaps hearing such gossip might lift her spirits. Wet nurse, tell her Iâll come by tomorrow with Yining to pay respects."
Nanny Wei felt bitterness in her mouth and responded, listening to the laughter coming from the inner room filled with malice, she couldnât help but feel a chill.
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Meanwhile, at Wufuâs home, there was another person causing a stir â Wu Lihong.
He had encountered Wufu and Ah Jiu right at the entrance, eagerly trying to please them, but was ignored. Yet, he insisted on following through into the mansion by claiming he had an important matter to notify Madam Zhou of.
This excuse wasnât just an excuse, he indeed had a matter, having learned of Zhou Xuennianâs situation, but what about her...
However, getting into the mansion was one thing, but upon hearing of Madam Zhouâs premature and difficult labor, he wanted to see for himself but was stopped by someone, and no matter how much he jumped or fussed, he couldnât get out of the room.
Wu Lihong was frustrated, seething with anger, yet helpless, and could only sit there stewing, eventually falling asleep. But as he awoke, what news did he hear?
Madam Zhou died? That woman whom he pledged to in their youth had died? Died giving birth to his child?
Wu Lihong rushed all the way to the mourning hall, seeing a sea of white, and Wufu kneeling in front of the altar, burning paper money in the fire basin.
Wu Lihongâs throat rolled as Wufu looked up, giving him a hate-filled, angry glance.
She stood up, walked up to him: "My mother is dead, you never need to come again, if you wish to seek her, go to the Underworld!"
Wu Lihong looked at her and asked: "The child?"
"You can assume the child is dead too!" Wufu said coldly: "Someone, drag him out, and from now on nobody let him in, anyone who dares ignore my words, immediately expel them from the mansion!"
"No...mmph." Wu Lihong barely opened his mouth before someone covered him and dragged him out.