Fu Ling returned to Wenyuntang and immediately asked Xiang Lan to inquire about Aunt Wang.

This was not a secret in the house, Xiang Lan came back soon, the windows and doors were closed, Xiang Lan's face looked a little solemn in the dimness.

"The servants said that Aunt Wang was already weak. Two days after the lady left, Aunt Wang suddenly suffered from a heart attack. She felt cold all over, so she lit a fire in the house. As a result, she was unconscious and accidentally killed her. The house was burned down, and Aunt Wang lost her life."

Hearing this, Fu Ling was shocked and sad, "Did no one notice such a big movement?"

Xiang Lan looked sad, "The third young master was preparing for the imperial examination and went to the academy to study that day. Madam also knows that where the third young master and Aunt Wang live... there are no maids."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but feel angry, "No wonder Aunt Chen and Mrs. Ning are colluding with each other! She was just jealous of Aunt Wang's favor when she entered the palace, so she treated her unscrupulously and harshly for so many years. After all, she is a general. My concubine is treated so coldly!"

Xiang Lan's words were really offensive, but Fu Ling didn't stop her.

She was stunned for a while, then suddenly shook her head, "No."

"The silver charcoal we sent last time will not be used up for several months. If Aunt Wang is cold, why bother lighting a fire to keep warm?"

Xianglan was startled, but she quickly reacted and lowered her voice, "Madam, what you said makes sense. Most of the people in the house happened to be away when Aunt Wang's accident happened. Could it be that such a coincidence was intentional..."

Her voice became quieter and quieter, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

Fu Ling's lips turned pale, and a chill ran down her spine, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

This seemingly prosperous mansion is actually a man-eating dragon's den.

The experiences she has endured since childhood reminded her countless times that in this high-end mansion, this is the fate of those who are not favored, do not plan, and are meek...

A touch of sadness filled her heart, and she told Xiang Lan, "Secretly pay attention to the movements of Aunt Chen and Butler Zhang. If you have any clues, tell me immediately."

"That's what I meant." Xiang Lan clenched her fingers into fists and said angrily, "If someone is really plotting against you, Aunt Wang's death will be unjust, and those vicious people will definitely pay the price!"

Fu Lingfang and Xiang Lan whispered a few words, and there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door. Fu Ling motioned to Xiang Lan to open the door, and Qian'er's figure soon appeared at the door.

"Madam, Butler Zhang just sent a message saying that Miss Yang, the daughter of the general's subordinate, will be entering the palace soon. Madam, please arrange relevant matters as soon as possible."

Qian'er lowered her head pretending to be respectful, but there was a secret smile of schadenfreude on her lips.

"I know." Fu Ling's face looked a little sad, and he was about to turn around when Qian'er said again, "It is said that Miss Yang grew up in the border area and has a special relationship with His Royal Highness."

She actually didn't know what the past was between Miss Yang and the Crown Prince, but the old lady's expectations for the upcoming woman were obvious to everyone in the mansion, and they all thought that Miss Yang would be the first concubine that His Highness would take.

Qian'er took it upon herself to send the message, just to take the opportunity to make Fu Ling feel unhappy and calm her anger.

Sure enough, Fu Ling's eyebrows were filled with a hint of unnoticeable sadness.

But soon, Fu Ling raised his eyes and stared at Qian'er, with a terrifying coldness hidden in his voice, "What do you want to tell me?"

Qian'er quickly raised her smile and said timidly, "I'm too talkative."

However, Fu Ling didn't give her a chance and sneered, "It seems that the punishment was light last time and didn't let you remember it."

Hearing this, Qian'er felt frightened in her heart.

Last time, she annoyed Fu Ling in the kitchen. Xiang Lan's slap was a real slap on her face. The red mark had not subsided for many days. If Butler Zhang hadn't delivered the medicine in time, it would have left scars. If the appearance is broken, there will be no chance of climbing up.

"I don't dare to do it anymore." Thinking of this, Qian'er hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy. "I hope Madam will be merciful and spare me this time!"

Fu Ling knew that Qian'er usually made trouble, and if he let her go this time, she would only become bolder in the future.

The corners of Fu Ling's mouth raised slightly, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Okay."

As if she had received an amnesty, Qian'er was about to leave when she suddenly heard Fu Ling say, "Since you have great ambitions, a small place like Wenyuntang cannot keep you here. Why don't we arrange for you to work for Miss Yang soon?"

Qian'er was stunned and shook her head like a rattle, "My slave's sincerity is a lesson to the world. Madam, please don't drive me away!"

Fu Ling's words meant that she was being driven out of Wenyun Hall. Even with the help of Butler Zhang, she would never be able to return to Wenyun Hall to work in such an enviable and leisurely place.

Miss Yang is just staying in the mansion temporarily. It would be great if she could be taken as a concubine by the Crown Prince. But if she is just staying there temporarily, once Miss Yang leaves, she will become the lowest-ranking slave in the mansion, who can be ordered around by anyone.

"Leave Wenyun Hall or be punished, it's your choice." Fu Ling said calmly.

Qian'er's teeth were almost broken. She held it in for a long time before she said, "I am willing to accept the punishment."

Fu Ling didn't say anything. Xiang Lan, who was standing beside him, immediately stepped forward and grabbed Qian'er's arm. In a blink of an eye, Qian'er's wailing voice was heard in the yard.

Through the thin door, Fu Ling couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

She couldn't imagine what a girl who grew up in the frontier looked like, but Miss Yang must have a unique charm that could make Xiao Chengyou remain chaste for her and even hide their correspondence from others.

The noise outside the door gradually faded away. Fu Ling seemed to be thinking about something. He opened the door and said, "Xiang Lan, I have something to tell you."

When Xiao Chengyou walked out of the study, it was gradually getting dark.

He only brought Ah Shu with him. During the silence along the way, Ah Shu suddenly spoke.

"Your Highness is very good to the Crown Princess."

As if he was just chatting, Ah Shu's voice was not loud, but his tone was affirmative.

He had been with Xiao Chengyou since he was a child and knew his identity. The word "Crown Prince's Consort" seemed like a faint reminder lingering in Xiao Chengyou's ears.

Xiao Chengyou did not refute.

The moon was shining in the sky, and the ground was flowing with bright silver. The bright halo reminded him of Fu Ling's eyes, clear and soft, reflecting his shadow.

Ah Shu did not ask any further questions, and the two walked in silence all the way to Wenyun Hall, but there was no sign of Fu Ling coming to greet them as he did in the past.

When she almost reached the bedroom, she saw Xiang Lan walking in a hurry. She was holding a boiling medicine jar in her hand, and Xiao Chengyou spared her the gift.

"Where is Fu Ling?" he asked.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Xianglan's eyes, "Madam is taking a bath, please wait a moment, Your Highness."

Xiao Chengyou seemed a little unnatural and turned around to go.

"Your Highness, stay here," Xiang Lan seemed to suddenly remember something, "This servant was busy preparing medicine for Your Highness, and accidentally left Madam's underwear in the bedroom."

Before Xiao Chengyou could reply, Xiang Lan asked, "If it is convenient for Your Highness, can you send it to me on your behalf?"

Xiao Chengyou was about to refuse, but he heard Xiang Lan's voice echoing in his ears.

"Lest Madam catch a cold."