Transmigration: Space-Aided Rise to Power and Prosperity-Chapter 891 - 727: How Can You Be So Certain?

Liang Zhirui spoke while tightly clutching the blankets on the bed, feeling a bit dizzy.

He leaned back against the pillow, his eyes slightly closed.

Mrs. Ning moved her lips, twisting the handkerchief in her hands.

"It’s my fault towards my disciple, my heart really feels uneasy! How will I face him in the future? I just hope our decision is the right one. Find a chance to ask Xian if she agrees."

Mrs. Ning looked at Liang Zhirui, noticing that in just these few days, the old man looked much older, even his white hair had doubled.

"I’ll go ask Xian, but I think she will agree," Mrs. Ning gently said, calming herself.

Liang Zhirui was a bit puzzled, "How can you be so sure?"

Forcing a smile, Mrs. Ning said, "How can you men be as meticulous as women? Do you really think Xian is indifferent to Jinyu?"

After saying this, she brought over the Eight Treasure Soup, "Drink it while it’s hot! It will get cold soon. You need to pull yourself together, Xian now relies on us."

Jinyu probably wasn’t happy about this, otherwise, he wouldn’t have left without even drinking the Eight Treasure Soup.

Both Mrs. Ning and Liang Zhirui had their own thoughts, and apart from the sound of bowls and spoons clashing, the room was as silent as a pin drop.

After a long time, Liang Zhirui finished the Eight Treasure Soup and then said, "Tell Steward Liang to send a message to Duke Zhen’s Mansion tomorrow, saying that I am ill and that Xian should return to see me. With her grandfather sick, they have no reason to stop her from coming back."

Steward Liang was the head steward of the outer court, his personal visit already indicated Liang Zhirui’s intentions.

If they don’t let Yao Mengxian out, then Mrs. Ning will have to go ask them personally.

"Alright!" Mrs. Ning nodded in agreement, knowing this matter must not be delayed.

...

Mrs. Lv temporarily gave up the idea of matchmaking her son with Princess Rong Jia, but she still hadn’t given up completely.

The words her son said, asking her not to associate with Princess Rong Jia, she didn’t take to heart at all.

Gu Chengyu was also greatly impacted today. After greeting his parents, he went straight back to the inner study.

The bright candlelight flickered in the study, casting a lonely silhouette on the window covered with Korean paper.

Gu Chengyu took a book from the shelf and sat down at the desk.

This was a rare manuscript, a scripture from the previous dynasty. Opening it, Gu Chengyu focused intently on it.

In fact, upon closer examination, one could see that Gu Chengyu’s eyes were somewhat glazed over, indicating that his mind had wandered somewhere else.

Indeed! Gu Chengyu was in a daze, unable to concentrate on these books.

After a moment, Ming Mo entered with a teapot and teacup, placing a plate of red bean yam cakes on the desk.

Seeing the book still on the same page, Ming Mo couldn’t help but feel strange.

He closely observed Gu Chengyu’s demeanor, noticing that since coming back from Liang Mansion today, the master had been acting unusually distracted and inattentive.

"Master! It’s late, would you like to rest?" Ming Mo asked cautiously.

Hearing the question, Gu Chengyu came back to his senses, "Oh! What hour is it?"

"It’s almost 9 p.m.," Ming Mo glanced at a small hourglass in the corner of the study and estimated the time.

Gu Chengyu nodded and suddenly said, "Prepare the ink for me."

Ming Mo was startled, then quickly rolled up his sleeves and began to grind the ink.

Gu Chengyu picked up the brush and after some thought, wrote just a few words on a piece of round flower paper.

The next day, Yao Mengxian was riding a carriage towards Liang Mansion.

"Miss, don’t worry. Old Master Liang has always been healthy, he should be fine," Lianxin comforted as she saw Yao Mengxian looking anxious and restless in the carriage.

"Yes, Miss, don’t worry, we’ll reach Liang Mansion soon," Qing Dai chimed in, moving closer to Yao Mengxian.

Lianxin glanced at Qing Dai eagerly moving closer to the lady, sneering internally.

The other day, when the lady wanted to arrange marriages for her and Qing Dai, both of them refused.

Her reason was that there weren’t many capable people around the lady, and she herself wasn’t very interested in marriage.

But Qing Dai had different thoughts, which she believed both the lady and Mrs. Gao could see clearly.

When word came that the mansion intended to arrange a marriage for the lady with Prince Jing, Qing Dai’s attitude changed compared to before.

Previously, the lady had been a bit distant with Qing Dai. When they returned to Duke Mansion, Qing Dai didn’t approach the lady much either.

It was as if she was sulking with the lady, and she didn’t pay much attention to her matters anymore.

But with these recent rumors, Qing Dai had become more attentive to the lady than before.

Such an obvious difference in attitude could be noticed by anyone who wasn’t blind.

Lianxin cast Qing Dai a cold look and sat quietly beside her without speaking further.

If it weren’t for the disobedient maids in the courtyard the other day and Mrs. Gao needing to stay behind to manage the courtyard, Qing Dai wouldn’t have had the chance to accompany them to Liang Mansion.

Yao Mengxian wasn’t in the mood to deal with the intricacies among the maids; she was worried about her grandfather’s illness.

She was well aware of the rumors in the mansion; previously, her grandparents had visited Duke Mansion, all because of her marriage.

Later, her grandmother and stepmother said many unpleasant things, leaving her grandparents too angry to speak.

She wanted to visit Liang Mansion to see her grandparents, but the mansion wouldn’t let her leave, so she had to write to them to put their minds at ease.

Upon hearing that her grandfather was sick today, she was terribly worried. It must be because of her marriage that Yao Mengxian felt deeply guilty.

Her purpose now was to persuade her grandparents, knowing that Prince Jing was unwell and might not live long.

However, she didn’t actually mind, thinking that if they were to soon be sent to the fief, even if Prince Jing didn’t last long, she could lead a peaceful life.

She didn’t want her grandparents to worry about her anymore; they were already old and had to endure grievances at Duke Mansion, and it pained her.

Yao Mengxian was lost in her thoughts, recalling how in her dream, Duke Mansion also wanted to form a marriage tie with Prince Jing Mansion, only to be thwarted in the end by her eldest sister-in-law and stepmother, who wouldn’t even give her a sickly husband, ultimately pushing her into an abyss.

Thinking of that repulsive man, Yao Mengxian felt a chill all over. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Though in her dream, she didn’t let those scoundrels succeed, she didn’t fare well either, ending up perishing together with that person.

But now things were different from her dream; she was prepared, and would never encounter such a person again.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Mengxian suddenly felt a sense of uncertainty about her future. Was she really going to marry Prince Jing?

Suddenly, a figure of a young man, elegant and poised, capable and confident, appeared in her mind.

That youth, so composed and strategically aware at such a young age.

Yao Mengxian shook her head, wondering why she suddenly thought of him.

While Yao Mengxian was lost in her daydreams, the driver’s sudden shout brought the carriage to an abrupt stop.