Among all the children of the Wen family, only Wen Shuquan survived to the end.
The reason is that he was ruthless enough to personally sacrifice the heads of his wife and children to show his loyalty.
Wen Qingzhu only felt ironic about the warmth and nostalgia shown by Wen Shuquan in the past few days.
In the previous life, after Mrs. Wu became the mistress, she fully supported Wen Shuquan.
In this way, he could personally kill Wu's mother and son, so how could he pity a useless idiot daughter!
"Miss!"
Wen Qingzhu looked up and saw Mother Ye standing at the door, thin and crying, her hands trembling slightly.
"Mother Ye!" Wen Qingzhu's eyes suddenly turned red and he immediately stood up to greet her.
Mother Ye walked in hurriedly and said with concern: "Miss, just sit down and take care of yourself!"
"I'm fine." Wen Qingzhu felt mixed with joy and sorrow for a moment, "Mother Ye, you should rest for a few more days, why are you here so early?"
Mother Ye helped Wen Qingzhu sit down, looked at her carefully, and explained: "Thank you for the medicine prescribed by the lady. My slave's health has improved. I was really worried about the lady, so I came here."
The two talked for a while, and Lu Tao came over with Jasmine.
After instructing Jasmine to guard the door, Lu Tao closed the door and turned around to come in.
"Miss, I have been to Zimingtang. The young master has a rest in the afternoon, so you can go there."
After Lu Tao said this, he looked at the door again and said in a low voice, "The one in the west courtyard, the tenth young master returned to the west courtyard today. The slave met Lu Yu on the way. It seems that she went to invite the third master."
"It's okay, it will take a few days for father to calm down." Wen Qingzhu didn't care.
After all, Wu gave birth to Wen Shuquan's eldest son, so he would give Wen Mingqian some face.
After lunch, Wen Qingzhu handed the courtyard to Mama Ye and took Lu Tao to Zimingtang.
When they were about to arrive at the entrance of Zimingtang, a girl with a charming smile walked across from them.
Wen Qingzhu didn't recognize her for a moment, so he looked at her twice.
When the girl raised her eyes and saw it was her, she was happy, waved her hands and shouted loudly: "Seventh sister! You are here too!"
Hearing her voice, Wen Qingzhu finally remembered who she was.
The two people met at the entrance of Zimingtang.
"Eighth sister, are you coming to see Shuiqi?" Wen Qingzhu stared at her with a hint of sympathy in his heart.
The eighth young lady of the Wen family, Wen Qinghe, is five months younger than her. She has an innocent and sweet temperament and is a breath of fresh air in the Wen family.
It's a pity that her father Wen Zhongcong is the person that the old lady of the Wen family hates the most.
There is no other reason than that Wen Zhongcong was the only bastard who survived.
"That's just right. Let me and Seventh Sister go in together." Wen Qinghe has a good temper, smiles at everyone, and is sincere.
So Wen Qingzhu couldn't refuse for a moment, so he followed her in.
Zimingtang is very large and beautifully restored.
There are green bamboos, green cypresses, orchids in summer and plum blossoms in winter.
Pavilions, waterside pavilions, moon gate corridors, small bridges and lotus ponds are all so beautiful at a glance.
In the middle is the main room of Zimingtang, where the young master of the Wen family usually attends school.
There is a double-story library at the back on the left, with the tallest moon-viewing platform in the middle.
To the front on the left are several rows of well-proportioned suites, in which invited teachers or guests of the Wen family live.
On the right are the residences of the young masters of the Wen family, and the study rooms of the master and the fourth master of the Wen family.
The two of them walked through flowers and willows, walked through the moon gate of the corridor, and finally arrived at the young masters' residence.
The Wen family has a total of four rooms. Except for the second room for the concubine, the remaining three rooms are all divided into a small courtyard with two entrances.
Wen Qingzhu arrived before Wen Qinghe, so when they arrived at the door of the third bedroom's courtyard, they said goodbye.
Looking at Wen Qinghe's leaving figure, Wen Qingzhu felt sad in his heart.
The two young ladies in the second room were the first chess pieces of the Wen family to be sacrificed.
Chang Sui Aqi was waiting at the door early. When he saw Wen Qingzhu arriving, he immediately went in to welcome her.
"Have you eaten, Master? What did you eat for lunch?" Wen Qingzhu followed A Qi and asked about Wen Mingxuan's current situation.
Aqi was Wen Shuquan's pick. He was relatively steady and answered her questions carefully while walking.
Arriving at the main room, as soon as Wen Qingzhu stepped in, he saw a small figure standing up.
Bright eyes and white teeth, wearing a short shirt.
When he saw her, there was an unstoppable smile on his young face.
"Sister!" The crisp voice made Wen Qingzhu feel warm in his heart.
Her Mingxuan was so innocent and cute at this time.
Wen Qingzhu felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.
"Mingxuan!" Wen Qingzhu walked over, knelt down, and hugged him gently.
Wen Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, his face flushed with anxiety and he said: "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I just found out that you were sick last time!"
When Wen Qingzhu heard this, he was half sad and half happy. After letting him go, the two sat down.
"Sister, I don't blame you. I asked Sister Lu Tao to hide it from you." Wen Qingzhu touched his head, his eyes becoming gentler.
After the two chatted for a while, Wen Mingxuan took Wen Qingzhu to the study room and began to introduce her homework results to her.
While listening and watching, Wen Qingzhu discovered that Wen Mingxuan was really smart.
Although it had only been two years since he moved to Zimingtang to study, it only took him one year to become enlightened.
In the second year, he and Wen Mingqi went to formal school together.
"Ahem." As he spoke, Wen Mingxuan suddenly coughed twice.
Wen Qingzhu was anxious, stepped forward and grabbed his hand and said, "Are you sick? Sister, let me take a look at you."
Wen Mingxuan immediately shook his head and waved his hand: "I'm fine. It's just that the weather has been a little dry recently and my throat is a little itchy."
"No! I still have to take a look." Wen Qingzhu was very worried. Wen Mingxuan's health in his previous life had always been weak, which made it difficult for his offspring.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingzhu wondered if he had not taken good care of her when he was a child.
After carefully checking his pulse, Wen Qingzhu asked Alai about Wen Mingxuan's recent diet and daily life.
After Alai's detailed report, Wen Qingzhu didn't find anything unusual.
"I'll show you again." Wen Qingzhu placed three fingers on his pulse beads again.
The pulse is steady, but if you listen carefully, there is a tendency to decline.
It's not poisoning, and there's nothing wrong with my body.
But the slight abnormality in the pulse still made Wen Qingzhu frown.
Seeing Wen Qingzhu's serious expression, the room instantly became quiet.
Wen Mingxuan hesitated again and again, and asked cautiously: "Sister, is there something wrong with my health?"
Wen Qingzhu smiled slightly and replied: "No problem, it's just that the pulse looks a little strange."
"Then it's okay." Wen Mingxuan smiled, "When Dr. Song diagnosed Ping An's pulse last month, I had no problem."
Wen Qingzhu nodded, but still felt a little uneasy.
"That's right! Ah Qi, please go to the kitchen to remind me. Is the rock sugar and snow pear soup ready?" The weather has been dry recently. Wen Mingxuan knew that Sister A was coming, so he ordered the kitchen to make a soup that will moisturize and remove dryness.
"Okay, little one, go right away." Aqi accepted the order, turned around and exited the study.
Wen Qingzhu's nose twitched and found that the incense smell in Wen Mingxuan's room was a bit strong.