The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity

Chapter 906 - 861: Lunatic (Part 2)

Wen Wan and Song Wei drank a pot of tea in the teahouse and listened to a storyteller for the entire morning, only returning home in the afternoon.

A little black dog appeared in the courtyard from who knows where, and Amuer was chasing after it. The little black dog barked as it ran.

The accumulated snow had not completely melted, making the ground very slippery.

After running for a while, the little black dog started to slip, and Amuer slipped along with it. The scene was indescribably funny and cute.

When Wen Wan entered, she happened to see Amuer slip forward, almost falling, so she quickly stepped over and squatted down to catch the little guy.

Today, Wen Wan was dressed in men’s clothing. It took Amuer a moment to recognize her, and then his little face beamed with a sweet smile, "Auntie～"

Wen Wan took the opportunity to plant a kiss on his plump little cheek, well-fed by the Su Family, and asked with a smile, "Where’s your daddy?"

Amuer pointed towards the T-sign room.

Wen Wan stood up, holding his small hand, and said, "Let’s go find your daddy."

Amuer was being led by Wen Wan, and he reluctantly looked back at the little black dog. The little black dog also looked at him, and soon followed them. Amuer stopped, squatted down, and petted the little black dog’s head, grinning widely.

Wen Wan watched this scene, her gaze flickered slightly.

She didn’t know when this little black dog appeared, but if she had been a moment later, and Amuer chased the little black dog out, he would have been kidnapped today.

If Amuer went missing, the Imperial Concubine would undoubtedly hold the mission responsible, and by then, how could Wen Wan, the Commandery Princess, escape blame?

Who was trying to sow discord?

Wen Wan frowned and glanced at Song Wei, who was quietly following behind, and she called out to him, "Sanshun, take this little black dog to the backyard and tie it up, so it doesn’t run around everywhere."

Song Wei nodded.

When acting as Wen Wan’s servant, he seldom spoke to avoid revealing his voice.

Amuer watched as the little black dog was taken away, panic in his heart, and broke free from Wen Wan’s hand to chase after it.

Wen Wan’s expression changed slightly, and she stepped forward to pick him up, coaxing, "The little black dog is hungry. Uncle is taking it back to eat, and once it’s full, it will come back to play with Amuer, okay?"

After hearing this, the little guy finally calmed down and looked back at Wen Wan.

Wen Wan smiled gently and patted his head, "Aunt Wan won’t lie to you. Let’s go see your daddy first, and then we’ll come back for the little black dog."

Amuer had no choice but to follow Wen Wan to the T-sign room.

Su Qing was discussing matters with several envoys when he heard a knock on the door and invited them in.

Seeing Wen Wan enter with Amuer, Su Qing realized that the little guy who was supposed to be sitting behind him had slipped away unnoticed.

Everyone stood up to greet Wen Wan, and Su Qing asked, "Where did you find him?"

"In the courtyard," Wen Wan said, "When I came in, he was chasing a little black dog around the courtyard."

Fearing Su Qing would worry, Wen Wan dared not speak of the premonition she had, only assuring him that Amuer, being so young, couldn’t run far in such a big courtyard.

Su Qing called Amuer to his side, pinching his little cheek, "From now on, you’re not allowed to run around while I’m discussing important matters, you understand?"

Amuer, somewhat fearful of Su Qing, obediently nodded.

Su Qing continued, "After dinner, follow Aunt Wan for a bath, and tomorrow I’ll take you to see your aunt."

The little guy tilted his head in curiosity, "What’s an aunt?"

Su Qing didn’t quite know how to explain, as the little guy already regarded him as his real father, so he just said, "Someone very important."

The little guy nodded as if half-understanding, "Oh," and then followed Wen Wan back to the room.

On the way to Bei Yan, it was always Song Wei who bathed the little guy. Unlike Song Wei, Su Qing was inexperienced in taking care of children.

After dinner back in the room, Wen Wan had the water room girls heat water and bring it over. She was about to strip the little guy and put him into the bath when Song Wei came in from outside and said, "I’ll do it."

Wen Wan smiled, "Wouldn’t it be nice to let you take a break?"

Song Wei didn’t reply, just scooped up Amuer and carried him behind the screen, not letting Wen Wan see.

Wen Wan couldn’t help but chuckle. Song Wei never used to mind these things; he rarely got jealous. Perhaps Fu Zichuan had gotten under his skin this time, causing him to get secretly jealous now and then.

Just as she thought of Fu Zichuan, Fu Zichuan arrived.

Wen Wan planned to investigate the little black dog to see if she could find any clues about the person behind the scenes. As she stepped out of the room, she saw Fu Zichuan, dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, entering through the front gate, followed by several attendants.

Seeing Wen Wan, a teasing smile appeared in his eyes, "Where are you going?"

Wen Wan thought of how Song Wei was jealous of him, so she couldn’t be bothered to respond and headed straight towards the backyard.

Fu Zichuan quickly caught up with her, his tone slightly displeased, "Didn’t you hear me talking to you?"

Wen Wan, fearing he would persist, simply replied impatiently, "I heard you. If you have something to say, say it. If not, I’m busy, I’m leaving."

Seeing her indifferent attitude, Fu Zichuan became annoyed and said, "Come with me, I’ll take you somewhere."

"I’m not going," Wen Wan said firmly.

Fu Zichuan reached out his hand, intending to pull her.

At that moment, the door of Room Di suddenly opened, and a basin of bathwater was splashed out.

Wen Wan turned around in astonishment and saw Fu Zichuan drenched from head to toe, completely soaked.

The culprit stood upright in the doorway, with a nonchalant expression, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

Fu Zichuan’s face immediately darkened. He’d never liked that servant called "Sanshun," and now he finally had an excuse to react. He ordered his attendants, "Break his arms for me, let’s see if they still slip!"

Fu Zichuan’s attendants were clearly of high status, and Wen Wan, fearing they might actually harm Song Wei, quickly stepped in front of them, arms outstretched, "Let’s handle this peacefully, there’s no need for violence, right?"

Fu Zichuan wiped the water from his face, casting a meaningful look at Wen Wan, as if to say the fate of that lowly servant depended on her behavior.

Inside, Wen Wan was rolling her eyes countless times, but she smiled, "I’m just a divorced woman and a guest in your Bei Yan. It’s not appropriate to go out with you at night. Whatever you have to say, say it here."

Fu Zichuan had nothing to say, so he signaled his attendants directly, intending for them to act.

"Fu Zichuan!"

Wen Wan suddenly turned cold, "Don’t push your luck! Even a clay figure has some temper. What do you take this Commandery Princess for?"

Hearing this, Fu Zichuan was filled with even more anger, glaring at her, "I, the Princely Heir, want to ask what you take me for? Toying with me all this time, is it fun?"

"You’re insane!" Angered, Wen Wan decided against checking on the little black dog and instead turned on her heel, pushing Song Wei back into the house, slamming the door with a "bang."

Song Wei poured a cup of tea and offered it to her. Wen Wan accepted and took a sip without thinking, only to find it was cold tea.

The weather was already cold, and the tea chilled her to the bone, her teeth aching from the cold.

Wen Wan shivered, looking at him reproachfully, "It’s cold."

"It’ll calm you down." Song Wei took the teacup from her and took a sip himself.

After setting the cup down, Wen Wan hugged his waist, "He’s just a lunatic, ignore him."

After a moment of silence, Song Wei spoke, "If I had known changing your fate would bring you this trouble, I shouldn’t have agreed to the divorce back then. We should have gone to Ningzhou, maybe things wouldn’t be so complicated."

Wen Wan looked up at him, "I have a good feeling about this. It seems that once the matter in Bei Yan is resolved, the day when Your Majesty unifies the world won’t be far off. In other words, I’m close to success."

Amuer, dressed warmly after his bath, came out from the inner room. Seeing Wen Wan hugging Song Wei, he spread his little arms for a hug, too.

Wen Wan, charmed by him, went over to hug him, asking if he was sleepy. Amuer shook his head and said he wanted to play with the little black dog.

Wen Wan’s mouth twitched, she thought the little one had forgotten, not expecting his memory to be so good.

Seeing he really wasn’t sleepy, Wen Wan had no choice but to take him to the backyard.

The little black dog was tied to a stump by Song Wei and lay lazily on the ground after eating. Upon seeing Amuer, it immediately stood up, barking with joy and wagging its tail.

...

At 5 a.m. the next day, Wen Wan and her party entered the palace for a royal audience.

Because the Chu Country delegation representative was the Little Prince of the Western Border, the Imperial Concubine Li Yuan was also present.

It was not unusual for her to be in Xuanzheng Hall, given her right to intervene in state affairs.

At that moment, everyone’s attention was on the small child next to Wen Wan. He was wearing the royal uniform of a different surname king, embroidered with a four-clawed golden dragon over a plush-lined jacket, and a finely embroidered cap. His exposed face was flushed from the cold, his big eyes blinking as he glanced around. Not recognizing anyone, he moved closer to Su Qing, clutching Su Qing’s sleeve with his tiny hand.

Li Yuan watched him, her expression momentarily dazed before she broke into a smile and waved, "Little one, come over to Auntie’s side."