After the marriage, the disabled war king was spoiled by me

Zheng Zhuoling accompanied her back to the room. Du Yuwei closed the door. The smile on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of pain.

Du Yunsheng quietly came to the door and heard the movement in the house. She couldn't help but feel suspicious. She gently pushed open the door and saw Du Yuwei lying on the bed with a painful face. She couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

When Du Yuwei saw Du Yunsheng, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure: "Sister, I'm fine, I just have a little stomachache."

Du Yunsheng walked to the bedside, gently touched Du Yuwei's forehead, and asked with concern: "Are you pregnant?"

Du Yuwei's face changed, and she didn't answer. Du Yunsheng already understood a little, and she sighed softly: "Sister, if this is the case, you have to take good care of yourself."

Du Yuwei nodded, gratitude flashing in her eyes.

A complex emotion flashed in Du Yunsheng's eyes, with both worry and expectation. She slowly sat down on the stool beside the bed and asked softly, "Does Zhuo Ling know?"

Du Yuwei shook her head slightly, her voice a little low: "I haven't told him yet."

Du Yunsheng sighed softly, frowning slightly: "It's better to let him know about this kind of thing as soon as possible. After all, he is also the father of the child."

At this time, Zheng Zhuoling pushed the door open and saw Du Yunsheng sitting beside the bed. He was a little surprised. He walked to the bed and asked with concern: "Yunsheng, why are you here? Yuwei, what's wrong with you?"

Du Yuwei's eyes dodged for a moment. This secret had to be faced eventually. She bit her lower lip and whispered, "Zhuo Ling, I...I might be pregnant."

Zheng Zhuoling's expression suddenly became stunned. His eyes stayed on Du Yuwei's face for a moment, and then slowly moved to Du Yunsheng's face. He seemed to be seeking confirmation, but Du Yunsheng just nodded lightly.

"Really?" There was a slight tremor in Zheng Zhuoling's voice, and his hands unconsciously clenched the edge of the bed.

Du Yuwei nodded, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes: "Yes, I... I'm pregnant."

Zheng Zhuoling's face was surprised at first, but then it became serious. He looked at Du Yuwei, his eyes full of complicated emotions. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Yuwei, don't worry, I will take good care of you and the child."

Hearing this, Du Yuwei finally smiled. She gently held Zheng Zhuoling's hand, with a happy light in her eyes: "Thank you, Zhuoling."

One day, Du Yunsheng suddenly received a letter from the border. When she opened it, her face instantly became solemn.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Du Yuwei asked with concern.

Du Yunsheng handed the letter to Du Yuwei and said softly, "Yuwei, the situation at the border is tense, Zhuo Ling may have to go to the front line."

Hearing the news, Du Yuwei's face turned pale instantly. She held Zheng Zhuoling's hand tightly, her eyes full of worry.

Zheng Zhuoling patted Du Yuwei's hand gently, smiled and said, "Yuwei, don't worry, I will return safely. You have to take good care of yourself and the children and wait for me to come back."

After saying that, he kissed Du Yuwei's forehead affectionately, then turned and left.

……

With Zheng Zhuoling's sudden fall, the entire Prince Jing's Mansion fell into deathly silence.

Everyone present was terrified, their faces pale as paper. Du Yunsheng pursed his lips tightly, a hint of barely perceptible panic flashed in his eyes, while Du Yuwei covered her mouth tightly with her hands, staring at the body on the ground in horror.

The guards of Prince Jing's mansion drew their swords and looked around nervously, alert for possible dangers. At this time, Du Yunsheng slowly stood up and tried to calm herself down. She looked at Du Yuwei and said calmly, "Yuwei, go back and rest first. You don't have to worry about what's happening here."

Du Yuwei trembled slightly, with fear flashing in her eyes. She held Du Yunsheng's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Sister, I'm scared..."

Du Yunsheng gently patted Du Yuwei's hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, nothing will happen. You go back first, I'll come find you later."

Du Yuwei hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, and turned to leave. Looking at her back, Du Yunsheng felt even more depressed. She turned around and told the guards to carry Zheng Zhuoling's body out, closely monitor the movements inside and outside the mansion, and report to me immediately if there is anything unusual. "

The guards took the order and left. Du Yunsheng stood there alone, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

Soon, Du Yunsheng came to Du Yuwei's room. She looked at Du Yuwei's worried expression, sighed softly, and said: "Yuwei, I know you are afraid, we must get to the bottom of this matter. Don't worry, I will do my best to protect you."

Du Yuwei's eyes flashed with gratitude. She held Du Yunsheng's hand tightly and said firmly: "Sister, I believe you."

……

As night fell, the lights in Prince Jing's mansion were bright. Du Yunsheng and Du Yuwei sat in the room, discussing the cause of Zheng Zhuoling's death.

At this time, a guard came in hurriedly and reported: "Princess, someone found a poison needle near Zheng Zhuoling's body."

A gleam of light flashed in Du Yunsheng's eyes. She immediately stood up and said to Du Yuwei: "Yuwei, come with me."

They came to Zheng Zhuoling's body and carefully observed the poison needle.

Du Yunsheng took the poison needle and said solemnly: "This poison needle is extremely toxic, enough to kill someone in an instant. It seems that Zheng Zhuoling was murdered."

Du Yuwei asked nervously: "What should we do next?"

Du Yunsheng pondered for a moment and said, "We need to find out who Zheng Zhuoling had contact with before his death. Then, we need to investigate the grudge between Zheng Zhuoling and the prince to see if anyone holds a grudge against him. Finally, we need to protect ourselves and prevent the murderer from striking again."

Du Yuwei heard this and nodded palely, with a flash of fear in her eyes: "Sister, who do you think the murderer is?"

Du Yunsheng sighed softly, looking at the setting sun outside the window, and said in a heavy tone: "It's hard to say now. Zheng Zhuoling has made many enemies in the court, but it is not ruled out that the murder was caused by personal grudges. The first thing we have to do is to collect evidence and not easily suspect anyone."

As they were talking, the door was gently pushed open, and a maid in green came in, holding a plate of freshly picked fruits. She lowered her head and placed the fruits on the table, then quietly left.

Du Yuwei picked up a grape, peeled it, and handed it to Du Yunsheng: "Sister, you have worked hard, eat some fruit."

Du Yunsheng took the grape and put it in his mouth. The sweet and sour juice spread on the tip of his tongue, but it could not dispel the heaviness in his heart.

"Yuwei, do you remember Zheng Zhuoling's behavior in the days before his death? Was there anything unusual?" Du Yunsheng suddenly asked.

Du Yuwei thought for a moment and shook her head, "I've been busy taking care of the kids these past few days and didn't notice anything unusual about him. But I remember he came back very late that night and looked a little strange."

"Oh?" Du Yunsheng's eyes flashed, "When he came back that night, did he mention anyone or anything?"