Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

Li Shuangwan has already left and went to Cangzhou to meet up with Shu Wenbo, and then went to Daliang together.

Zhu Anhe and Zhu Rongsu, aunt and nephew, stood in the crowd and watched Wan Yuzhi being beheaded.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhu Rongshu happened to see the wind blowing up the curtain of an ordinary blue cloth carriage, and the person sitting inside was Ling Heng.

Zhu Rongshu was surprised. This was a carriage for servants. Although Ling Heng was not favored, it was impossible for him to ride in such a carriage. Moreover, the direction he was going did not seem to be the Heng Palace, but rather some houses where ordinary people lived.

Ling Heng was the Minister of Rites, not the Minister of Revenue, so there was no need for him to understand the people's sentiments or go incognito.

She pulled Zhu Anhe's hand and pointed at the carriage going away: "Aunt, Ling Heng is in this carriage."

"Ling Heng?"

"Aunt, where do you think he went and what did he do?"

"Let's go and take a look."

Zhu Rongshu had some martial arts skills. Although Zhu Anhe did not know any martial arts before she got married, she had learned some since she married Li Huaiying. It was easy for the two of them to follow the carriage from a distance without being discovered.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped at the gate of a small courtyard. Ling Heng got off the carriage, looked around vigilantly, and seeing that there was no one there, he pushed open a crack and went in.

Zhu Anhe and Zhu Rongshu did not dare to get too close. After all, Ling Heng was an unfathomable person and their true martial arts skills were unknown.

After returning to Shengjing City, Wanwan talked to her, and combined with her careful observation during this period, she discovered from various signs that Ling Hengyuan was not as cowardly and incompetent as he appeared to be, nor was he completely uninterested in the throne.

On the contrary, his wisdom and scheming were far beyond ordinary people. Like his mother, Concubine Lin, he was able to stay in the palace for more than 20 years.

Zhu Rongshu looked around and saw a two-story shop selling ready-made clothes about two meters away.

Zhu Rongsu pulled Zhu Anhe into the shop.

The shopkeeper was quite surprised to see two elegantly dressed ladies coming in. Their shop was a place that served the common people, so how could these nobles be interested in them?

Zhu Rongshu threw a purse to the shopkeeper: "Fifty pieces of women's ready-made clothes, big and small, for the servants in the mansion. My wife is a little tired, is there a place for her to rest?"

The shopkeeper immediately smiled happily and hurriedly led the two upstairs: "Yes, yes, yes, madam and young lady, please go upstairs. I will pack the clothes you want and send them to your house."

"No need, someone will come and get it in a while."

The shopkeeper didn't dare to ask more questions. The nobles in the capital often acted unexpectedly, and it was not uncommon for mistresses to come to buy clothes for their servants. He quickly replied yes.

As he spoke, he had already led them upstairs and into the house: "The two guests, please have a good rest. I will go downstairs and prepare the things you want."

Zhu Rongshu nodded calmly: "Well, you are not allowed to come in without instructions."

"Yes, yes, yes." The shopkeeper nodded and left.

Zhu Rongsu went over to close the door, and saw that Zhu Anhe had already pushed the window open a crack.

The window faces the courtyard, and the scene inside can be seen clearly.

In the courtyard, Li Shuangzhi was sitting under the eaves, the sun bathing her body. She was holding needle and thread in her hands, mending something. She used scissors to cut the thread and shook out the thing in her hand. It was a small piece of clothing.

Seeing Ling Heng coming in, Li Shuangzhi's eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles. She put down her things and just stood up, Ling Heng quickly stepped forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Li Shuangzhi's lower abdomen was already slightly bulging.

Ling Heng gently stroked her abdomen, and the woman snuggled in his arms like a little bird.

The two of them probably couldn't help themselves, their lips pressed tightly together, their ears rubbing against each other, in a state of deep affection.

The two people in the room on the second floor opposite looked at each other in disbelief, and Zhu Anhe was even more shocked.

Wanwan had never mentioned to her that Ling Heng actually had a mistress, and from the way Ling Heng touched her belly just now, it was obvious that the mistress was pregnant.

Zhu Anhe felt extremely disgusted. No wonder Wanwan tried every possible means to get away from Princess Heng, and no wonder he had not consummated his marriage with Wanwan yet.

This man is not only intelligent and scheming, he is also disgusting. How can the eldest daughter of their general's family, who is guarding the country, be inferior to a concubine?

Zhu Anhe dragged Zhu Rongshu downstairs, and the shopkeeper was so anxious that he thought something had happened and chased after them: "Hey, noble lady, don't you want your clothes anymore?"

Zhu Rongshu shouted, "Someone will come to get it in a while, don't follow."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhu Anhe has already taken several steps forward: "I want to take a good look at who his mistress is! Ling Heng pretends to be deeply in love with Wan Wan in front of others, but he actually keeps another woman outside. This is really absurd!"

Zhu Rongshu grabbed Zhu Anhe and said, "Aunt, how can you look like rushing over like this? Why did my cousin want to escape? She must have known about it. She did this to avoid tying the General's Mansion and Prince Heng's Mansion together. If you rush over now, won't it ruin her plan? Ling Heng has too many reasons to evade you."

Zhu Anhe finally calmed down. That's right, she couldn't ruin Wanwan's plan: "What should we do then?"

Zhu Rongshu smiled faintly: "Isn't it easy to know who she is? Since she is a concubine, Ling Heng can't stay here forever. Wait until he leaves, and then we will go and take a look. We will always be able to find some clues."

"Or," Zhu Rongshu pointed to the shop they had just come out of, "there must be someone you know around here. We can find out if we ask around. Come on, aunt, let's go in and ask first."

Zhu Anhe did not move: "Will Ling Heng know about this?"

Zhu Rongshu shook her head: "Ling Heng is a prince, how could he condescend to come to a place like this? This area is obviously where ordinary people live. And you see, aunt, Ling Heng even changed to a servant's carriage when he came here, which shows how cautious he is. But he has been in and out of this place many times, so there must be people who have seen him more or less. Maybe they can't guess his identity, but those business people can definitely tell from his clothes and temperament."

Zhu Anhe thought about it and agreed, then followed Zhu Rongsu back to the shop.

The shopkeeper saw the two nobles coming back and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, "My two nobles, is there anyone from the mansion here to pick up the clothes?"

Zhu Rongshu said, "Boss, my wife wants to buy a house and has set her eyes on the yard across the street. Do you know who owns the yard?"

The shopkeeper looked surprised and asked Zhu Anhe carefully: "Why did you think of setting up a house here?"

"Don't ask that."

Zhu Anhe sighed softly, "Alas, there is a good-for-nothing at home. She has a lover and she is pregnant. That lover is not presentable, but she is pregnant with my child after all, so I thought of bringing her here, and I don't want my daughter-in-law to know and be sad."

Li Yuanqiao, who was far away in the northwest, sneezed loudly.