Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 545 - 445: Dead_1

In the evening, after dinner at the Zhou residence, Zhou Shuren still hadn’t returned. The Government Office was too busy, and he had sent word through Jingyan that he would return later.

Zhulan changed her clothes and sat beside the bed, watching over her son who was standing by the bed, playing. Granny Song laughed, "The young master is really sturdy. It’s rare for a child this small to stand on his own."

Zhulan held a small tiger pillow in her hand, teasing her son, "Look at him now, standing without sitting. Once he really starts walking, this little guy will not want to move."

Granny Song chuckled. It was true, but she thought the young master was clever, not only easy to look after, but also able to understand adults’ words to a simple degree. Yuguang glanced at the smiling mistress, thinking that all this was the mistress’s doing. As long as the young master was awake, she would play with him and teach him to speak.

Zhulan heard the door open; Zhou Shuren was back. She picked up her son, and Zhou Shuren had already entered. Seeing that Zhou Shuren’s face showed exhaustion, Zhulan asked, "Have you had dinner?"

Zhou Shuren had been incredibly busy in the afternoon, barely having time to drink any tea. He shook his head, "Not yet."

Granny Song went down to prepare the meal. Zhulan watched Zhou Shuren change clothes, "Is everything arranged?"

Zhou Shuren continued changing without pause, smiling, "You guessed?"

Zhulan, "Yes, Mr. Lin was captured. I think only a dead person can completely keep their mouth shut. It wouldn’t be like you not to arrange it."

She had guessed it when she heard that a shop had caught fire.

Zhou Shuren changed into fresh clothes, and after Liu Ya brought in hot water for him to wash his face, they waited for a bit for the meal. Zhou Shuren picked up his son, "Did you miss daddy?"

The little guy reached out to grab the beard, and Zhou Shuren quickly turned his head aside; his beard was no longer neat, "Why does this little guy like to grab beards so much?"

"He thinks you’re playing with him."

Zhou Shuren widened his eyes. Not paying attention for a moment, his beard was grabbed again, and he said with a grimace, "Stop it now."

The little guy tilted his head, blinking his grape-like big eyes, let out an "ah," as if he didn’t understand and became anxious, "Dada."

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren were both stunned. Zhulan pulled at Zhou Shuren’s sleeve excitedly, "Did you hear that?"

Zhou Shuren, "It seems it wasn’t a hallucination. Say it again."

The little one, slightly angered, smacked daddy’s face with his hand, "Dada."

Zhou Shuren laughed heartily, "My son can call me daddy now, he can call daddy now."

At that moment, his heart was filled with immeasurable satisfaction. His son saying ’daddy’ had a different meaning than it might coming from an adopted son.

Zhulan was pleased that her teaching had not been in vain, yet she also felt a pang of jealousy. She pinched her son’s little face, "Call mommy."

Although she had taught him to say mommy the most, he had ended up calling daddy first. It seemed her son was always picking on Zhou Shuren but still liked him the most!

The little one could only say daddy and didn’t understand the word mommy, continuing to babble "ah, ah."

Zhulan took her son, "Mommy will teach you."

Zhou Shuren grinned foolishly. After the meal was served, he ate an extra bowl more than usual. He quickly finished then held his son, refusing to let go, insisting that the little one say daddy a few more times, but it only ended up making the little guy cry.

After lulling the little one to sleep, Zhou Shuren was also extremely tired. Before sleeping, he said to Zhulan, "I will be entering the capital tomorrow. I estimate I’ll have to stay in the capital for a few days."

Zhulan’s hand, which was pulling the blanket, paused for a moment. "Don’t worry, I will take good care of the home. You also take care of yourself."

Zhou Shuren, "I will be staying in the mansion bestowed by the Emperor in the capital. It’s staffed by the Emperor’s people, so there won’t be any trouble."

Zhulan felt much relieved. "Mhm."

After Zhou Shuren finished talking, he fell asleep. Zhulan turned over and gently touched Zhou Shuren’s face. In this life, it was unlikely Zhou Shuren would gain weight. The little bit of weight he had managed to gain had withered away these days. She whispered, "You’ve worked hard."

The next day, Zhulan got up early, personally preparing Zhou Shuren’s luggage. She took out most of the Silver from the household accounts. The last time they went to the capital, Zhou Shuren had given all his Silver to the eunuchs at the palace. This time he couldn’t bring any less. There was still less than four hundred taels on the account. Fortunately, this time they did not need to stay at the palace, so there was no need to give out Silver as they had done last time. Zhulan left enough for a few days’ expenses and packed the rest, as she had received a letter yesterday that Wu Qiu would arrive the day after tomorrow.

After breakfast, Zhou Shuren again coaxed the little one into calling him "Daddy," then, fully satisfied, he left for the government office.

At the government office, upon Zhou Shuren’s arrival, Yao Zheyu stepped forward. "Mr. Zhou, the prisoners have already been loaded onto the prison cart, and the sealed property has been packed as well. We can depart now."

Zhou Shuren, looking at the hand signals from Yao Zheyu, said, "Then let’s go."

Zhou Shuren sat inside the carriage, observing Yao Zheyu riding a horse, and mused how much better it was to be a civilian official, without having to endure the cold and wind outside.

The carriage, prepared by Zhulan, not only was laid with blankets but also thick pads, and it contained many water bags filled with hot water, making the interior not just comfortable but also reasonably warm.

Zhou Shuren lay down comfortably, thinking that his wife was indeed the best.

In the capital, the Fifth Prince was listening to sobbing with a headache. He had dealt with several bastards the first half of last night, worrying the latter half about whether he would be implicated, not having rested at all. Early in the morning, that damned woman came to cry again. He barked irritably, "Why the crying? I’m not dead, what’s there to mourn for?"

Miss Lin, kneeling outside the door, had lips tinged with blue, her complexion pale. She had been kneeling at the door for over an hour. Hearing the shouts, Miss Lin’s heart turned completely cold. She had once mocked Miss Yao of the second rank, but once the Fifth Prince returned, she had become the laughingstock of the entire capital. Now that her family was about to be raided, and the Fifth Prince already detested her, how could he help her now? She had been so foolish.

The door to the Fifth Prince’s room opened. Zhang Jinghong’s eyes were red with fury. "Get lost, don’t be an eyesore here. If I were you, I might as well die along with everyone else," so as not to occupy the position of the Prince’s Consort.

Miss Lin gave a miserable smile. She had truly been blind. Yes, she had never been clever. Staggering to her feet, she decided she would not die.

Zhang Jinghong glared, "What is that look in your eyes?"

Contempt for him?

Miss Lin sneered and turned to leave. Zhang Jinghong dared not lay a hand on her. Now, the only person who could kill her was the Emperor. Yet, she was not really stupid. The Fifth Prince was already in deep trouble. It was just a pity that she didn’t know much about what her father had done. Her heart ached again. Perhaps her father didn’t tell her to keep her from dying.

On the road to the capital, Zhou Shuren was dozing in the carriage when Yao Zheyu rode over, and the carriage stopped. Zhou Shuren lifted the curtain. "What’s happened?"

Yao Zheyu, upon seeing the comfortable setup inside the carriage, was stunned. His hands, freezing and itchy, turned green with envy. "Mr. Lin has died of poisoning."

Zhou Shuren gestured with his hand but said, "Don’t touch the body. We will discuss everything after we enter the capital."

Yao Zheyu nodded, "Alright."

Zhou Shuren dropped the curtain, his eyes full of irony. Truly clever. They didn’t act last night but on the road instead. Good thing he had a plan B. It was a pity Mr. Lin had no other moves left.

By noon, they arrived at the capital. At the Entrance of the Capital, there were already people waiting. Zhou Shuren got out of the carriage and saw it was the Second Prince.

Zhou Shuren saluted, "Your servant greets the Second Prince."