After pampering her sick and weak husband, the idiot's legitimate daughter cheated on her

Soon enough, Yun Wuyang leaned over and grabbed Zhu Guanqi's collar, pulling her closer without making a move.

She said word by word: "Didn't you make such a big show just to confirm Jiang Youli's position in my heart? If you Zhu Guanqi really succeeded in stealing my sweetheart - then I'm afraid I will have to stay there day and night. Peace."

Yun Wuyan said the last sentence in a very low voice, and it actually sounded like an intimate whisper as the distance between the two was shortened.

"Zhu Guanqi, is this what you want?"

Zhu Guanqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and she pushed Yun Wuhuang away. She showed a panicked expression for the first time as if she was electrocuted: "Are you crazy!?"

Yun Wuyang shook his head and said, "I'm not crazy, I just want to tell you that if you make me uneasy, I won't make it easy for you."

She picked up the wine glass, took a sip of half a sip of wine, stood up, and said thoughtfully and leisurely:
  "Guan Qi, don't do anything stupid."

As soon as he finished speaking, the half glass of wine was poured coldly down Zhu Guanqi's head.

The porcelain cup shattered with Yun Wuhuang's casual throw, ending like a conspiracy and concern being exposed. Yun Wuhuang turned around and walked out of the first floor without even looking at it.

Yun Wuyang did not return home, but went directly to Guixiangju.

On the surface, Guixiangju was still a busy teahouse, so she went in directly from the back door and reached the top floor.

When her men saw her coming in, they saluted: "Miss."

Yun Wuyang was a little hungry. She ordered some food and sat down. Maomao put her hands in her hands to warm her body: "Yes."

"Is everything okay over there in Nanjiang?"

The Nanjiang River is flooded this year. Dealing with the homeless people and providing disaster relief are top priorities. This matter is now left to the officials under the second prince. Yun Wuyang asked her people to pay attention to the news.

The second prince is still in confinement. If there is another riot at this time, he will never come out again.

"People on the other side of Nanjiang are paying attention. We don't dare to make mistakes in what the young lady ordered. But there is one more thing."

Seeing the man's hesitation, Yun Wuyang was a little confused: "What's the matter?"

The men still gritted their teeth and said:

"Someone came from Nanjiang and asked to see the eldest lady."

Yun Wuyang was filled with doubts: "You want to see me? Or do you want to see the owner of Guixiangju?"

The people under my command then said: "We are asking to see Miss Yun Mansion, but we have never made it public or revealed it."

This is strange. In other words, does anyone know that she is the owner behind Guixiangju?
  The enemy is in the dark and she is in the light. Yun Wuyang suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart: "Where is that person now?"

Guixiangju has always been a business she managed in secret. People who know this must know a lot about her.

She must meet for a while.

"That man..." Yun Wuhuang's man's mouth twitched: "Maybe he is still eating and drinking in Guixiangju."

Yun Wuhuang: "..."

Does she know such a shameless person?
  "We detained her after we discovered something was wrong with her. Who knew that the person didn't panic at all, but instead ate and drank in Guixiangju for two or three days, playing the piano and flute."

Judging from the tone, Yun Wuhuang's men were extremely dissatisfied with the old man.

Yun Wuyan raised his head and said, "Then let her come to see me now."

Is there anything that cannot be communicated through Yun Mansion? If I have to spread the word in Guixiangju, is this considered a demonstration or a sign of goodwill?

After a while, the man was brought up.

She was a very gorgeous woman, with an appearance that no one would forget once they saw her. However, she was dressed in a very tacky red, green, yellow, and purple dress, and the decoration was a little too inexplicable. Yun Wuhuang was sure that she had never seen this person before: "Who are you?"

The woman smiled: "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I have what the lady wants right now."

Yun Wuyang pretended to be confused nonchalantly: "Oh? I don't know what I want right now."

The woman took a few steps forward, but was stopped by Yun Wushuang's men. She was not angry: "It's something from Nanjiang."

Yun Wuyan paused for a moment, and then he tapped the armrests of the chair with his fingers and said with his usual expression: "I have seen a lot of treasures in Nanjiang. It would not be unusual if someone came to worship rare treasures."

Seeing Yun Wuyao's harsh words, the woman looked around and sighed and changed the subject: "Miss, Guixiangju is really well run."

"No matter how good your business is, there are still places in the capital that you can't touch, right?"

Yun Wuyang smiled: "It seems that the girl is not from the capital. The scenery of Guixiangju in the past cannot be compared to it now."

Yun Wuyang's words were revealing the person's identity, but the person heard it and stopped dealing with her. He admitted: "I am indeed not from Shengjing, I come from -"

"Quzhou."

Yun Wuyan was startled, and his thoughts instantly drifted back to the summer a few months ago.

"Miss Yun, this is our new Mr. Cheng in Guixiangju. He has just come from Quzhou. He is an artist but not a person."

Quzhou is a small place, and this cannot be a reason for Yun Wuhuang to be stunned.

It's just that in Quzhou, there once appeared a beautiful piano player who was rare to see in a hundred years, and he later came to the capital.

Yun Wuhuang stood up with a "chun" sound: "...Where?"

The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Seeing this, Yun Wuyang suddenly laughed and said: "You all go out, I will talk to this girl in detail."

If it was that person, she would actually be a little interested.

Her men obeyed and left, leaving her alone in the house.

Yun Wuyang's voice was a little hoarse: "I once wandered in the enemy's country for a while, and I know that there is a person who is very good at disguise. If the girl is sincere, she should treat me with the truth."

The girl said a cute "Yeah" and smiled bitterly: "I didn't hide it."

She pulled off the disguise mask from her face. She was a very delicate girl, and she looked even more rustic in her exaggerated dress.

Yun Wuyang couldn't help but have three black lines slide down from his head: "Who picked these clothes for you?"

The girl scratched her head: "I picked it myself, doesn't it look good?"

"Master praised me for my good looks."

Yun Wuyang could probably imagine that person's expression, which was probably a polite but cracked smile, so he smiled understandingly: "In your master's eyes, whatever the girl wears will look good."

"So what do you want to say to me when you come today?" Yun Wuyang asked.

The girl immediately became serious: "The ineffective response to the floods in the Nanjiang River has triggered riots among the refugees, and hundreds of people have died. The reason for the ineffective relief is that officials have been greedy for the emergency food and silver."

"And in my hands, I have the account book that will not be destroyed in the future."

Yun Wuyang was shocked.

The flood in the Nanjiang River is a big deal. Why are the people under the second prince so bold? Aren't they afraid that the souls of the people who lost their lives due to the natural disaster will come to their door?
  The news has not reached the capital yet. If the news does come, I am afraid that the second prince will really be doomed.