Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

At this moment, the tightly closed eyes of the drooping eyes quietly opened, staring at the full moon in the sky, his brows furrowed, and his heart seemed to be filled with heavy thoughts.

Thinking back to his wife's passing and the items he accidentally obtained when he returned to the Sun residence to retrieve his wife's belongings, Wocan couldn't help but sigh, his heart filled with endless emotion and sorrow.

She slowly took out a jade ring from her bosom. Its large size showed that it was not something that women would normally use.

What is even more surprising is that there is a row of tiny words engraved inside the jade ring, like a shooting star across the night sky and rushing towards the blazing flame, implying the tragic and heroic spirit of "living towards death".

This scene……

Obviously, this jade ring could not have been made by the lady. After all, she and Marquis Dingyuan were a loving couple. Why did they need such a sad symbol?

Wocan was worried that the jade ring would affect Gu Qinlan's mood. After all, Gu Qinlan had just gotten married and her foundation was not stable yet.

She was even more worried that the appearance of the jade ring would make Gu Qinlan lose his way, so she decisively hid it in her arms and sighed softly.

Once the young lady has established herself in Prince Duan's mansion, she will return the property to its original owner...

Zheng Fenghui was overwhelmed with grief and tears welled up in his eyes, finally releasing all the pent-up emotions in his heart.

However, what followed was deep embarrassment.

Gu Qinlan felt Zheng Fenghui twisting slightly in her arms, and a gentle smile flashed in her eyes.

This young man was extremely thin-skinned and was obviously very shy.

Gu Qinlan didn't want to embarrass Zheng Fenghui, so she gently let him go. Then she ordered the servants to bring hot water, wrung out the towel herself, and handed it to Zheng Fenghui, saying softly:

"Feng Hui, wipe your face and stay awake."

Zheng Fenghui nodded slightly, obediently took the handkerchief handed to him by Gu Qinlan, and wiped it across his face a few times.

After finishing the work, the tear marks on Zheng Fenghui's face had disappeared, replaced by his still handsome face and a pair of rabbit-like red eyes.

Gu Qinlan slowly returned to her seat, then looked at Zheng Fenghui tenderly and said:

"If you have no intention of pursuing the matter of Wenqin further, I will personally..."

"No, mother, Wenqin was lost in my hands, and I must find her myself."

Gu Qinlan's words were interrupted by Zheng Fenghui, whose expression seemed unusually firm and serious.

Gu Qinlan looked at the determined face of the young man in front of him and couldn't help asking:

"Don't you feel tired?"

Zheng Fenghui nodded first, then quickly shook his head and said firmly:

"I know that mother is worried about Feng Hui's young age. However, when father was only eight years old, he led more than 20 officers and killed all the rebels who sneaked into the mansion!"

"I joined the army at the age of twelve, and at the age of fifteen, I commanded 50,000 elite soldiers deep into the heart of Xinyi. After traveling thousands of miles, I beheaded the Xinyi Khan in one fell swoop. From then on, the northern border was at peace!"

"Father Zheng was brave and fearless. As his eldest son, I should follow his legacy and live up to his great reputation. I should train myself hard from a young age, so that I can become a strong support for my younger brothers and sisters, and even my older brother and grandmother in the future."

At this point, Zheng Fenghui paused slightly, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his cheeks, and his eyes glanced at Gu Qinlan with a little trepidation, and then he slowly continued:

"This time, I still have you, mother, to rely on."

When Gu Qinlan looked at Zheng Fenghui and saw him mention Zheng Dinglian, the admiration in her eyes almost overflowed, and she couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Zheng Dinglian was a young hero in the past. Who could have expected that a boy of only fifteen years old could achieve such brilliant results!

His achievements and glory are rare in the world...

Gu Qinlan's eyes revealed satisfaction. She looked at Zheng Fenghui and said gently:

"It is rare for Feng Hui to have such insight. In this case, this matter will be handed over to Feng Hui. However, Feng Hui does not need to put too much pressure on himself. If you have any confusion, you may discuss it with me."

Zheng Fenghui felt relieved when he heard this. He was indeed afraid that Gu Qinlan would not let him intervene in this matter, so he quickly responded:

"I... Feng Hui does have some doubts. I have searched the entire Prince Duan's Mansion thoroughly. Mother, has she escaped?"

Previously, Gu Qinlan thought that Wenqin was still in the mansion and would not leave easily. However, he had searched almost every inch of the land today, but still could not find any trace of Wenqin.

If Wenqin is still hiding in Prince Duan's Mansion, why is she so difficult to find?

Zheng Fenghui secretly guessed that Wenqin might have escaped from the house, and wondered whether he should ask Gu Qinlan to send more people so that he could go out and search.

Gu Qinlan heard this, smiled lightly, shook his head firmly, and said:

"Since Feng Hui knows your father's abilities, he should also be aware of the extraordinary abilities of the guards he trained."

The Prince Duan's Mansion is surrounded by loyal soldiers left behind by Zheng Dinglian, who are responsible for protecting the safety of everyone in the mansion.

Isn't it a waste of talent to use the personal soldiers trained by such a powerful god of war to guard a mansion?

Even if Wenqin could evade the guards in the backyard of the mansion, she could not easily escape under the surveillance of Zheng Dinglian's personal soldiers.

After hearing this, Zheng Fenghui also felt that what Gu Qinlan said was very true, but he still scratched his head, thinking hard and couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Zheng Fenghui looking frustrated again, Gu Qinlan suddenly asked:

"Feng Hui, where did you get the key to the woodshed?"

"I borrowed it from Butler Zheng." Zheng Fenghui answered frankly.

After all, Steward Zheng was once the most powerful steward in this mansion. Even though he was dismissed from his post, there were still many affairs that had not been completely handed over.

For example, key items such as the key to the warehouse where firewood is stored are still in the hands of Butler Zheng.

Gu Qinlan raised her eyebrows slightly, then suddenly chuckled and asked, "Did he tell you that there is only one key?"

Zheng Fenghui nodded slightly, and then seemed to suddenly wake up, looking at Gu Qinlan in surprise, and blurted out unconsciously: "You mean..."

The place where Butler Zheng lived was some distance away from the main courtyard and the servants' residences, and was even more remote than the servants' residences.

At this time, bursts of obscene noises were coming from Butler Zheng's house.

After the green gauze curtain shook violently for a while, it suddenly stopped.

Wenqin's face was still flushed at this time, and she was leaning in the slightly relaxed arms of Butler Zheng.

Her fingers gently drew circles on his chest, a hint of undisguised disgust flashed in her eyes, but she asked tenderly:

"Butler Zheng, do you think they won't find their way here?"

"Found here? Look, that young man has been searching the house for the whole day. Has he ever set foot in my residence?"

Butler Zheng leaned back on the bed contentedly. He held Wenqin's fingers and gently caressed the young and smooth body.

Wenqin nodded slightly, with admiration in her eyes, and said softly: "Butler Zheng is right. If it weren't for you, Wenqin would have been forced to confess everything."

"Don't worry, you are my treasure. How can I let others do evil to you? You just need to wait patiently. I still have a trump card in my hand. When I find a good opportunity, I will take you away. Then, we will be able to turn the tide..."