Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 487: The "Frustrated" Young Marquis in a World of Female Dominance

Lord Wei acted as if he hadn't noticed. He just turned around and clasped his fists towards Lu Liluo and the others.

"I'm sorry, Prince Chen, Princess Chen, and everyone. Today's banquet ends here. I won't see you off any further."

"Please be kind to me when you return home. Just consider it as a favor to me, Wei."

"No problem, no problem"

Lu Liluo gently waved his folding fan:

"Lord Wei's family affairs are more important, so the king and his wife will leave first!" Anyway, they had almost seen enough of the excitement, but they didn't know whether the little king's wife next to them was satisfied with it or not. They had forgotten to cover his eyes just now.

She'll have to ask about it when she gets back.

In a flash, the guests dispersed.

Before Wei Shimu could even wake up, he was packed up by the Wei family and sent back to Prince Jian's Mansion, along with a letter of severance of engagement.

The visitor from the Wei family did not hide anything and told Mr. Jian Wangfu what had happened in detail.

Finally,

"My master said that after such an ugly incident, we should clean up the house and correct the family tradition."

"But Wei Shijun is now a member of Prince Jian's palace, so I am sending him back with the young master. I hope the prince and his wife will handle this impartially."

This means that the Wei family is no longer safe.

The wife of the Prince of Jian nodded. This matter was not difficult to deal with. For a wealthy family to deal with a young servant who did not obey her husband, all they had to do was find an opportunity to make him die of illness.

But Wei Shimu's situation is slightly different.

First of all, this matter was quite a big deal. Although Lord Wei had already greeted the guests, there were simply too many people. He estimated that there would be a lot of rumors circulating in the capital tomorrow.

Besides, Wei Shimu still has the third young master under him, so he still has to report to Prince Jian before deciding how to deal with him in the end.

. . .

When Wei Shimu woke up again, he found himself lying in a dimly lit, dilapidated hut. The floor was wet, the wooden windows were small, and the room was filled with a pungent musty smell.

"Someone is coming, someone is coming..."

After shouting several times with a hoarse voice, a familiar figure came in, bending over.

Wei Shimu then discovered that the door of this room was also very low, and his pupils trembled: Could this be - a woodshed?

In wealthy families, usually only the firewood room would have such a low door.

Wei Shimu squinted his eyes at the faint light coming through the window. Finally, he saw that it was Mo Yu, holding a medicine bowl.

"My lord, are you awake? Get up and drink the medicine."

Mo Yu carefully placed the medicine bowl on a shaky, broken table beside the bed.

"Where is this place and why am I here?"

Wei Shimu looked at Mo Yu warily, then stared at the bowl of black, bitter-tasting medicine:

"What kind of medicine is this? Take it away, I won't drink it!"

After all, Wei Shimu was the eldest son who was personally trained by Xiao Pingyi, so he was very familiar with some of the tricks in the harem.

What happened before, I'm afraid someone wants to end his life quietly.

"Don't worry, my lord," Mo Yu explained in a low voice:

"We've returned to the Prince's Mansion. And this medicine, you fainted before, right? This is just for general conditioning."

"I don't believe it,"

Wei Shimu sneered, "Would the people in the mansion be so kind?" It was good enough that they didn't kill him.

"Where is the prince?"

He couldn't believe he would end up like this.

No matter what, he must explain this matter to Prince Jian in person. It's all just a misunderstanding! As long as he can ask for Prince Jian's forgiveness, he will even kneel down and kowtow.

Otherwise he will never have a chance to turn things around.

This time, Mo Yu rolled her eyes without hiding anything: "My lord, don't even think about the Prince. The Prince said that all your affairs will be handled by the Prince's wife!"

"What, how could this happen?"

Wei Shimu didn't believe it: "The prince would never treat me like this. No matter how wrong I am, I am still the Third Young Master's biological father... I have the entire Wei family behind me!"

"Please let the Lord know that the Third Young Master has been given to Concubine Wang to raise," Mo Yu said.

Wang Cejun is the cousin of Prince Jian. In fact, at the beginning, Prince Jian wanted to give this son to Luo Qiushui to raise, but Luo Qiushui refused - he was just a puppet, what use was raising a son?

So the child was finally handed over to Wang Qianmo, who happened to have no children.

I am very happy to have this son.

Mo Yu ignored Wei Shimu's ugly expression and continued:

"So, my lord, rest assured. The prince only said that you have committed a serious crime and need to be imprisoned for a period of time to quell the rumors. He will not harm you."

Not only is it harmless, this medicine is actually a real tonic for regulating the body.

It was because Prince Jian felt that if this matter did not cause a big stir, then Wei Shimu could indeed die quietly. But now everyone's attention was focused here.

If Wei Shimu died immediately, Prince Jian's Mansion would become a hot topic again.

And everyone would think that it must have been the royal palace that did it.

The inner chambers did have many methods of killing people silently, but they could not be made public, and they would not withstand investigation. Not to mention, Lord Wei was the Dali Temple Minister in charge of the Ministry of Justice.

Although he had told the palace to do whatever they wanted with it, they didn't dare to just hand it over to the other party.

It would be better to lock up Wei Shimu for a while.

It wouldn't be too late to kill him quietly after the storm died down. So now we had to be on guard against anyone attacking Wei Shimu, and we couldn't let him die easily.

That’s why this bowl of tonic came into being.

Mo Yu said:

"Also, our family has already given you a letter of severance," he handed a signed and sealed letter to Wei Shimu.

"Mr. Xiao, please take care of yourself."

What Mo Yu didn't say was that the Wei family also returned his indenture contract to him.

There was only one condition: Jimo Yu would only be responsible for taking care of Wei Shimu during his final days, including collecting his body after his death. This was also the last kindness the Wei family had for this son.

But this also means that Mo Yu’s identity is no longer Wei Shimu’s servant, but just a "hospice caregiver" who has accepted the commission.

So Mo Yu naturally no longer needed to look at Wei Shimu's face all the time.

"You bullshit!"

Wei Shimu's face turned pale: "My father would never do this to me."

Having said that, I actually already believed it in my heart. What Mo Yu said must be true.

His father had always been a cold-hearted man, hadn't he?

In the past, he was cared for and taught attentively only because he was the eldest son of the Wei family and could bring him countless glory and benefits in the future.

But now, not only did this eldest son of his not bring him honor, but he also dragged him down from the throne of the Wei Mansion's ruler. At this moment, his father was lucky not to hate him.

Maybe, by abandoning this son who is a hindrance to his career, he could even gain some praise and compensation from Lord Wei.

Wei Shimu had a good idea.

Because at this time, Xiao Pingyi had indeed changed from "Wei Shijun" in the Wei Mansion to "Wei Concubine Jun".