After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

Jingyou sighed, his small shoulders drooping, "A long time ago, I was playing at my uncle's house and met Prince Jing. Prince Jing wanted to teach me Kung Fu, and seeing that I had talent, he accepted me as his apprentice."

"Later, with the help of my uncle, I went to the palace to learn Kung Fu from Prince Jing whenever I had time."

"Prince Jing said that once a teacher, always a father, and told me that no matter what problems I encounter, I can go to Prince Jing's mansion to ask for his help."

"He also gave me this!"

Jingyou took out the jade pendant he was carrying with him.

Song Mingli had never seen this jade pendant before, but as soon as he saw its icy jade quality and the exquisite carving on it, he knew it was no ordinary item.

"Prince Jing said that seeing the jade pendant is like seeing the person. With this jade pendant, you can directly enter Prince Jing's mansion and even mobilize the palace's servants and guards."

Jingyou looked at Song Mingli with bright eyes. He held the jade pendant in both hands, cherishing it very much.

Song Mingli raised his hand and touched Jingyou's head, "Do you like Prince Jing?"

"He treats me very well. He is not only a master, but also more like... a father." Jingyou lowered his head slightly, and his voice suddenly became smaller.

Song Mingli's heart tightened.

So the son...he longs for a father?

Didn’t he grow up well in the first six or seven years when he didn’t have a father?

Song Mingli gently took Jingyou into his arms, touched his head, and said earnestly, "He treats you well because it's his duty. He treats you badly because it's his duty."

"People should not be too dependent on others. Nor should they be too credulous of others."

Jingyou looked at Song Mingli and nodded seriously, "I understand, mother."

Seeing his son was so obedient and well-behaved, Song Mingli couldn't help but soften his heart, "Okay, wash your hands and have dinner. You can practice calligraphy after dinner."

"No, mother, if you are hungry, you can eat first. I have to finish writing this piece of calligraphy." Jingyou said meticulously.

Alas, who did I inherit this energy from?

Song Mingli couldn't stop her son from studying, so she got up and left.

Jingyou immediately took out a piece of letter paper from the drawer and wrote, "Master..."

"I can only help you up to this point. The road ahead is long and arduous, and I still need to keep searching... Master, I believe you can do it!"

After Jingyou finished writing the letter, he stuffed the paper into the envelope and pressed it under a stone outside the corner gate.

Prince Jing said that if you need to send him a message, just leave the letter here and someone will come to pick it up.

But Jingyou didn't expect that his master would be so impatient.

She didn't even wait until the next day, but came to see him that very evening.

"Jingyou...disciple, good disciple."

Jingyou was in a daze, half asleep and half awake, when he heard a familiar voice calling him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw His Royal Highness Prince Jing squatting in front of his bed, looking at him.

"Master..."

"Shh..." Chu Yanchen whispered, "Your maid is too alert. Don't use too much incense. Speak softly and don't wake her up."

Jingyou: “…”

No, it’s the late night. What urgent and shameful matter do you have that requires you to sneak into someone else’s house?

You even used incense! Are you an official or a thief?

"You said in your letter that your mother doesn't dare to trust anyone, especially men... What does that mean?"

Chu Yanchen squatted beside the bed, looking at his obedient disciple with burning eyes.

It seemed that as long as he could decipher the information given to him by his disciple, the genius disciple in front of him could become his son.

"Mother was hurt so deeply by Gu Qingshan that she dared not rely on anyone, let alone trust anyone."

Jingyou was half asleep, his voice was childish and innocent, "Gu Qingshan is her husband, the person closest to her."

"But it was this man who schemed against her and hurt her the most, so she dared not trust men even more."

"I guess she didn't divorce me because of me. After all, if she divorced me, she couldn't take me with her."

"Now that Gu Qingshan can no longer threaten us mother and son, how could she be willing to hide under the wings of another man?"

Chu Yanchen blinked his eyes... This is it, there is no solution?

“Unless…” Jingyou tilted his head.

"Unless what?" Chu Yanchen asked hurriedly.

“Unless, Master, you can convince mother that not all men in this world are like Gu Qingshan! At least, you are not that kind of person.” Jing You said seriously.

Chu Yanchen almost laughed out of anger, "Of course I am not that kind of person!"

Jingyou nodded, "I believe in Master."

But Song Mingli didn't believe it.

Or rather, she couldn't believe it.

Chu Yanchen tried to think about this matter from a woman's perspective...

Under the pressure of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, it would be better for her to marry a man who can control and suppress her in every way.

It is true that the current situation makes her feel more relaxed and comfortable.

Chu Yanchen took a breath. That wouldn’t do!

If he was really his son, why was he living out there? With someone else's surname!

"I understand. Just sleep peacefully. I will convince your mother!" Chu Yanchen touched Jingyou's head lovingly and left quietly.

Before Chu Yanchen left, he took a deep look at Song Mingli's bedroom.

The lights in the room were off and there was no movement inside.

The next day, Qichiyuan was peaceful and quiet. Except for Jingyou, no one knew that someone had visited at night.

Even Jingyou was confused. Was he dreaming? Or did the master really come?

Song Mingli had just met the managers of various farms in the flower hall.

Su Yi came with red eyes.

Song Mingli was about to ask someone to drive her away, but Su Yi fell to her knees.

"Madam, I was wrong! I was wishful thinking before, but I know I was wrong!"

Su Yi cried and kowtowed.

Song Mingli looked at her in surprise. In her two lifetimes, this was the first time she saw Su Yi admit her mistake so humbly.

Moreover, she called herself a maid or concubine, which had never happened before.

"What is Aunt Su doing?"

"No matter how wrong it is, it's all my fault. Madam, please send someone to find Gu Lang! Please!"

Su Yi kowtowed loudly, and a red spot immediately appeared on his forehead.

Song Mingli raised her eyebrows. She was about to speak when she suddenly smelled a familiar scent.

This taste...

Song Mingli recalled carefully, and suddenly felt a sharp pain deep in his brain.

Some unpleasant memories came screaming back.

Song Mingli looked at Su Yi with a cold and mocking look.

She was saying, why did Su Yi suddenly change her temper? It seems that she overestimated Su Yi.

In her past and present lives, her cruelty has never changed.

She hasn't changed for the better. If Su Yi had changed, revenge wouldn't be so satisfying.

"I have asked my eldest brother to try to find him," Song Mingli said, "and my eldest brother has sent a letter saying that he has found a clue."

"Really?" Su Yi suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Mingli in surprise.

Song Mingli nodded, "Of course it's true."

"Thank you, Madam! Thank you, Madam!" Su Yi kowtowed, wiped her tears, and said excitedly, "I was ignorant before, and I offended Madam a lot."

"Thank you Madam for not arguing with me. Since I came into the house, I have never offered you tea."

"Please beg Madam for mercy and ask me to serve you tea!"

While Su Yi was talking, Xiangkui from the old lady's courtyard was already standing at the door with tea in hand.