A Girl Traveling Through Troubled Times

Chapter 786 Banquet 2

After finishing the cake, Guier took some fruit and a glass of banana water. While eating, she observed the people at the party with interest.

Suddenly, Gui'er discovered that the eighth concubine quietly left the Marshal and went out through the side door at the same time as Zhao Yingwu.

Gui'er thought about it and felt that something was wrong, so she followed them from a distance.

Coming out from the side door, there are staff lounges and tool rooms on both sides of the corridor. There are not many people in the corridor. At the end of the corridor is an aerial garden, which was originally for tourists to play. However, because the floor here is relatively low, there are only 3 floors, so if guests want to take a walk, most of them will choose the larger garden on the 1st floor, which is less visited.

The eighth concubine and Zhao Yingwu quickly slipped into the hanging garden. Guier came to the garden gate and hesitated for a moment. She was thinking about whether to go in when she suddenly heard the voice of the eighth concubine.

"Is there no one here?" The eighth concubine lowered her voice very low, with a hint of barely perceptible coquettishness.

"Don't worry, everyone is busy in the banquet hall downstairs right now, who would come here?" It was Zhao Yingwu's voice.

"What are you so anxious about, you bastard? You're getting bolder and bolder. Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

"So what if we bumped into each other?" Zhao Yingwu chuckled softly, his voice tinged with ruthlessness. "The Marshal is now seriously ill, and everyone in the mansion has their own concerns. But you, on the other hand, aren't you tired of seeing those beautiful women on blind dates every day?"

"I did this on purpose to let the old man know that I'm a virtuous woman. Otherwise, how can I act out the rest of the story? I have to get pregnant as soon as possible, preferably a boy. Then the old man will think he's still strong and trust me even more. Even if he dies by then, I'll still have leverage."

"You still have to be careful. Have you forgotten how he treated that Eighth Concubine?"

"I know, but you are his biological son. Even if the baby I'm pregnant with isn't his son, it's still his grandson. What can he do? Can he kill his own grandson? It's my double insurance."

"Little slut, you're right." Zhao Yingwu's voice was filled with resentment. "My mother was a country woman. She died of illness a few months after giving birth to me. Butler Zhao thought I was a rare treasure, so he brought me home and called me his own son. It was all because of his meddling. Otherwise, the Marshal would have arranged for me to have a reputable adoptive father, and I would have been able to return to the Marshal's Mansion with full justification. It's a pity that I have such an incongruous status now. I should have been the young marshal, but I was born a few years too late. And that idiot named Zhao delayed my development."

This secret was like a thunderclap, exploding in the silent garden. Gui'er broke out in a cold sweat and her hands and feet felt weak. She knew that these two people were ruthless people. If they knew that she had heard this, they would definitely kill her. So she wanted to run away quickly.

"Let's have a child quickly, and then the Marshal's Mansion will be ours."

"We need to think about this matter carefully. Sha Yanxiao is not someone who can be easily dealt with."

"Put everything else aside for now. I've been doing nothing for days now. I finally got to meet the banquet today. The Marshal has no time to bother me. Let's hurry up."

"Little slut, let me show you how I'm going to kill you."

Then, from deep within a pavilion in the garden, an unbearable panting sound was heard.

Gui'er knew what this meant. She didn't dare to listen any further for fear of being discovered by the two men. She could only hold her breath and retreat cautiously, one step, two steps... until she retreated to the garden entrance, then turned around and ran quickly towards the banquet hall, her heart beating as if it was going to jump out of her throat.

As soon as she returned to the banquet hall, Gui'er breathed a sigh of relief, pretended nothing had happened, went back to a corner and sat down.

"Gui'er?"

Guier turned around and saw that it was He Ruizhu. Next to her stood a tall and thin middle-aged man, who was about 40 or years old and looked % similar to her. He should be her father. Next to her were a fat woman in her s wearing a gorgeous cheongsam and a woman of about or years old wearing a white dress and pearl earrings and a necklace.

"So it's Ruizhu. I guess this must be Uncle He. I've heard a lot about him."

Shopkeeper He smiled and said, "Then I heard that Miss Gui'er was a well-mannered and generous daughter of a military governor. Seeing her today, she is indeed dignified and beautiful. Our Ruizhu must learn from you. When you were classmates, Ruizhu also received a lot of your care. Thank you very much."

Gui'er quickly smiled and said, "Uncle, what are you talking about? We are classmates and we are just looking out for each other."

He Ruizhu stepped forward, took Guier's hand and said, "Guier, this is Miss Li, the niece of our former employer, and the aunt who takes care of her."

Gui'er understood that she wanted to introduce her to Sha Yanxiao, but she didn't want to be involved in this matter, so she smiled and said, "Hello, young lady, hello, auntie, young lady is indeed beautiful and intelligent, and you can tell at first glance that she is a good girl. It's a pity that my brother is still busy with military affairs and can't come. The blind date arrangements are handled by my eighth concubine. Why don't you go over and say hello to her first."

Shopkeeper He immediately understood what she meant and said with a smile, "That's right. Let's go say hello to the Eighth Concubine first. Excuse me."

Gui'er watched them walk away, and was just looking for a place to calm down when she heard a commotion at the door. She looked up and saw Mr. Song, Mrs. Song, Song Xichen, Song Tingting, and Song Tingting's adopted husband, all walking in in a grand procession.

Mr. Song was wearing a navy blue satin jacket and looked energetic; Mrs. Song was wearing a simple cheongsam, holding an exquisite handbag in her hand, with a dignified expression; Song Tingting was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a somewhat ostentatious smile on her face, and occasionally spoke to her husband beside her; only Song Xichen was still wearing a well-ironed suit, with a calm expression. He swept his eyes around the crowd and soon fell on Gui'er, nodding slightly to her.

They first went to greet the Marshal, and the first concubine pretended to be familiar with Mrs. Song and chatted with her. Mrs. Song just smiled faintly and dealt with it, which made the eighth concubine a little confused.

Gui'er naturally knew the reason. As the Marshal's mistress for many years, Mrs. Song would naturally not take such a favored little woman seriously.

"Alas, I heard that the reason the Song family is now the richest is because Mrs. Song and the Marshal have an old relationship. Back then, Grandpa Song often took the second wife out to do business, leaving the first wife at home to manage the business. One day, by chance, Mrs. Song saved the Marshal, who was just a junior officer, and took him to recuperate in the mansion. After the Marshal recovered, he unexpectedly had a prosperous career and became the Marshal, so she returned the favor to the Song family."

"Or you could say it's just luck. I wish I had that kind of luck."

At this time, the Marshal coughed twice, and Mrs. Song actually reached out and gently patted his back in front of everyone. The eighth concubine was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly became gloomy.