Seeing that the matter was almost settled and that his presence there seemed a bit redundant, Kong Ze left.
Before Heranyan Ting and Feng Yunshu set off, they told Yan Liu and Yan Qi to take the unconscious Xiaoling and Ziyuan back to the mansion. They also asked them to find the best doctor in the city to check on their conditions and prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine to expel the toxins and regulate their bodies.
After everything was properly arranged, Feng Yunshu and Heranyan Ting quickly followed the woman to a house on the edge of the village.
Looking up, they saw that the wooden house of this family was extremely shabby, and intermittent coughing sounds came from inside.
"Dashan, a young lady is here saying she has something to talk to you about..."
The woman walked in first, and Feng Yunshu and Heranyan Ting followed. A pungent smell of decay and sourness mixed with the smell of medicine assailed their nostrils. Both Feng Yunshu and Heranyan Ting frowned.
"Cough, cough, cough... Who is looking for me?" The thin man lying on the bed struggled to get up and take a look.
Feng Yunshu looked up and saw Yu Dashan's haggard appearance. She couldn't bear to look directly at him. "Brother, I heard that your mother used to work in the prime minister's mansion, right?"
Hearing this, Yu Dashan looked up in surprise and tried hard to see who was speaking. "Who... are you?"
"I'm Feng Yunshu, the eldest daughter of the prime minister's mansion. I came here this time originally to ask your mother some questions. I heard that Mother Yu has passed away, so I have to trouble you, Brother Yu..."
"You're Miss Feng?!"
Yu Dashan suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at Feng Yunshu. "I didn't expect you would really come... Cough, cough, cough..."
Judging from Yu Dashan's reaction, Feng Yunshu intuitively felt that he must know something.
"Brother Yu, did Mother Yu say anything to you about the prime minister's mansion and my mother before she passed away?"
After hearing this, Yu Dashan glanced at the woman beside him. The woman knew she was redundant there and turned to leave. Then Yu Dashan looked at Heranyan Ting beside Feng Yunshu.
Feng Yunshu explained, "Brother Yu, this is my husband. He's not an outsider. It's okay."
Hearing this, Heranyan Ting slightly raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes and brows. Seeing that Yu Dashan was still sizing him up, Heranyan Ting put on a cold and unapproachable look again.
As soon as Yu Dashan saw Heranyan Ting's imposing manner, he quickly shifted his gaze.
"My mother was driven back by the first lady of your prime minister's mansion. I heard her talk about some things that happened in the mansion at that time. It turned out that your mother had an accident and passed away during childbirth. The newly arrived first lady was very demanding of my mother and some other old servants. She oppressed them everywhere and drove my mother and the others out of the mansion..."
Feng Yunshu nodded in agreement, looking solemn, and didn't interrupt him.
"Not long after my mother came back, she fell seriously ill. Before she passed away, she gave me a scroll. She said that if one day the eldest miss came to look for her, I should give this scroll to you. If no one came to look for it, I should take it with me to the underworld. I mustn't let others get this scroll."
As soon as Feng Yunshu heard this, she immediately perked up. "Where is the scroll? Please take it out for me to have a look, Brother Yu!"
Yu Dashan wanted to get out of bed, but because he was too weak, he couldn't get up for a while.
"Brother Yu, tell me where it is. You're not convenient to get up. I'll get it myself."
Yu Dashan had no choice but to point to a dilapidated low cabinet opposite. "Open the bottom drawer."
Just as Feng Yunshu was about to go and get it, Heranyan Ting had already stepped forward, opened the drawer, took out the scroll inside, and handed it to Feng Yunshu.
When Feng Yunshu got this scroll, her heart suddenly trembled. The strong emotions of the original owner in her body seemed to come out again, and she was a bit out of control.
She carefully opened the scroll. As the scroll was slowly unfurled, a portrait of a woman appeared in front of everyone.
The woman in the portrait was strikingly beautiful, exuding an air of tranquility, dignity, and grace. Her long black hair fluttered with her clothes. The woman in the painting seemed to come to life, and her voice and appearance were so vivid.
Feng Yunshu stared blankly at the woman in the painting. Her heart ached, and the emotion in her heart became even stronger. Like a runaway wild horse, it broke through her rationality and turned into a pool of tears, which fell from her eyes one by one.
This time, Feng Yunshu herself truly felt this heavy and sorrowful emotion, which made her unable to control herself and want to cry loudly. Most of this emotion came from the original owner. The reason why the original owner had such strong emotions was that the woman in the painting was her mother!
As the saying goes, a mother and child are connected in heart. Even though she had never seen her mother since birth, during the ten - month pregnancy, the bond between the child and the mother was connected by blood and breath, and it could never be broken.
Seeing that Feng Yunshu's tears were like a flood breaking through a sluice, streaming down her face and crying so hard, Heranyan Ting felt extremely heart - broken. He immediately stepped forward, took the scroll out of her hand, and hugged her in his arms.
"If you're feeling sad, cry it out, Madam. It'll make you feel better. I'm here with you."
Feng Yunshu tightly hugged him, buried her face in Heranyan Ting's arms, and wiped her snot and tears on his collar and front. She cried so hard that she was out of breath.
"Your Highness, this concubine... has never... never seen her mother..."
Heranyan Ting gently patted her on the back to help her catch her breath, worried that she might get a stitch in her side from crying so hard.
Yu Dashan saw this scene beside them. He was stuffed with a big mouthful of dog food and almost choked to death. At the same time, he felt sympathy for Miss Feng.
"Miss Feng, this is indeed a portrait of your mother. I heard from my mother that this is also the only portrait left by your mother. My mother took it out of the prime minister's mansion at the risk of being threatened by the first lady."
Heranyan Ting's palm seemed to have some special magic. Under his gentle patting and comforting, the surging emotion in Feng Yunshu's body finally gradually subsided, and she gradually regained her rationality.
"Your Highness, this concubine feels much better."
Feng Yunshu got up from Heranyan Ting's arms. Heranyan Ting felt a chill on his chest. He looked down and saw that a large part of his front was wet.
Looking at the large wet area on his front, Feng Yunshu sniffed apologetically and looked at him tearfully. "Your Highness, I'm sorry... I was too excited just now and got your clothes... like this..."
"It's just a piece of clothing. It doesn't matter. Do you still feel uncomfortable?"
Feng Yunshu nodded and then shook her head. "This concubine feels much better now..."
There was still important business to attend to after crying. Feng Yunshu sniffed and turned to look at Yu Dashan. "Brother Yu, besides this portrait of my mother, did Mother Yu say anything else?"
Yu Dashan blinked in confusion. "What do you mean, Miss Feng?"
"About the matter of my mother's death due to difficult childbirth. Did Mother Yu mention it?"
Yu Dashan frowned and recalled for a while, then hesitantly shook his head. "This... My mother only mentioned that your mother died due to difficult childbirth, and then some things after that. She didn't seem to mention anything else. I don't know what exactly you want to know, Miss Feng?"
Hearing this, Feng Yunshu couldn't help but frown. This was strange. Mother Yu didn't mention the truth about her mother's difficult childbirth? Could it be that she was overthinking?
But clearly the voice of the original owner had sounded in her mind before, asserting that there was something fishy about her mother's death due to difficult childbirth.