Yun Wu frowned, she didn't expect that the Duke Rongen's mansion would be so miserably implicated by his married daughter, and now he is worse off than a merchant.
The old slave serving the tea saw Yun Wu frowning and thought she was unhappy that the Duke's mansion was serving him such poor old tea.
The old slave explained anxiously: "County... Princess, this is already the best tea in the house. Normally, the old man is reluctant to eat it. He only takes it out to entertain guests when they come... I'm really sorry.
The Duke's Mansion can't provide you with better tea."
The Duke's Mansion has been in decline for more than ten years. It has been able to survive these years through forbearance. It is good to be able to produce tea.
Although I live in a big house, my food is no different from that of ordinary people in outer cities, and sometimes it is even worse than that of ordinary people in outer cities.
The old slave looked at Yun Wu's face, which looked similar to the eldest lady's, and felt sad.
Yun Wu shook her head: "It's okay. Chen tea is drinkable. I'm not that picky."
It’s not that moldy tea leaves will affect your health.
Yun Wu picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Although it was old tea, it did not affect the taste.
Yun Wu is not that particular in this aspect, not to mention that the Duke's Mansion is like this now, so she can't bear to be picky.
The old slave breathed a sigh of relief. The young lady came back with a message. This princess who came from Zhou Dynasty was probably the eldest lady's legacy.
"The old prince and the old lady will be here soon, please wait a moment."
Yun Wu smiled: "No rush, no rush, you must have been serving someone in the Duke's Mansion for many years."
"My slave has been with the old Duke since he was a boy." Uncle Zhang replied with a smile.
"The Duke's Mansion was quite prosperous in the past, right?"
Uncle Zhang replied with emotion: "Yes, at that time it was really a bustling place, but now nine out of ten rooms are empty, and there are only a few people here. You are one of the few distinguished guests in this house in the past few years."
Even the young lady did not dare to displease Prince Qing, nor did she dare to return to her parents' home at will.
While the two were talking, an old couple walked in with support. Both of them had gray hair and didn't look in good spirits.
But when she saw Yun Wu, her eyes lit up, and the dullness and depression were swept away.
The old lady stepped forward and held Yun Wu's hand excitedly: "It looks like... so similar, so similar..."
Although she knew they were related and the person in front of her might be this body's grandmother, Yun Wu was still not used to such intimate gestures.
Yun Wu gently twitched her hand: "What is the old lady talking about?"
"You...you look so much like my deceased eldest daughter. I almost thought I saw her, and I lost my temper for a moment. Please don't be surprised." The old lady looked apologetic.
The moment she saw Yun Wu, she really thought that her Yuanyuan was back, and the old lady had tears in her eyes.
The death of her eldest daughter was a pain in her heart. Something happened to her eldest daughter, and her two sons were also killed in order to help her find justice. The Duke's Palace has been in decline ever since, and has become increasingly weak.
The people in the other rooms have no hope at all, and they are the only two old people left in the big room. If they want to take revenge, they can only sacrifice the lifelong happiness of their little daughter.
When the old lady saw Yun Wu who looked so much like her daughter, she couldn't control her emotions.
The old lady wanted to cry even more when she thought of her youngest daughter saying that Yun Wu was probably the granddaughter born by Yuanyuan.
"I also heard from the young lady of Prince Qing's Mansion that I look very similar to her sister, so I came to the manor to ask what was going on.
To be honest, I am nothing like my parents. My father has always suspected that I am not his biological child.
Do you have a portrait of her? I want to see how similar we are."
Yun Wu didn't say anything directly, she just asked to see the portrait.
The old man quickly replied: "Yes, yes...it's in the study. You can go to the study with us, or have someone bring it to you..."
"Go to the study, I don't want to sit here and wait anymore."
There was no fire dragon burning in the flower hall, and to be honest, it was still a bit cold. When the old slave, Uncle Zhang, saw her coming, he lit a brazier.
Yun Wu really didn't expect that a Duke's palace could be so poor. After all, it was still a Duke's title. How could those people not even give him a title or salary?
The old man supported the old lady and took her to his study room.
Normally no one would be allowed to enter such an important place like a study, but Mr. Guo and the others seemed not to be on guard against her at all, so they took her right in.
The old man took down a long wooden box from Duobao Pavilion, opened it and took out a scroll.
"Because she was convicted of treason, many of Yuanyuan's portraits were destroyed. This is the only one that survives."
The scroll looked very old, and there was a section that looked yellow, with burn marks on the edges.
The old man carefully unfolded the scroll. When Yun Wu saw the woman in the portrait, she almost thought it was a portrait of herself.
If we say she is five or six points similar to the little lady, then she is nine points similar to the person in the painting, which can almost look real.
"It really looks like, I thought it was my portrait." Yun Wu said with emotion.
She asked doubtfully: "I heard from the little madam that your eldest daughter had a daughter who was separated when she was very young. She is about the same age as me..."
The old lady couldn't help but grab her hand: "Yes, if Baozhu grows up, she should be like you. Many people said she looks like her mother when she is born, and she will also be a great beauty when she grows up."
Yun Wu was not very sure: "Maybe there are people in this world who are not related by blood, but look very similar.
Now I can only know that I look very similar to her, but I cannot prove that I am her daughter just by looking at my face.
But it's fate that they look so similar. Don't you have any idea where her lost daughter is?"
The old man said sadly with a solemn face: "When the fifth prince was killed, almost everyone in the fifth prince's house died. The servants tried their best to escape with the orb. No one knows where she fled with them.
Already.
When we arrived, there was no one alive in the Fifth Prince's Mansion. Baozhu's body was not found, and Yuanyuan's personal maid was also missing. We guessed that she had escaped under her protection.
Regardless of whether you are our Baozhu or not, you have to be careful. Both the Emperor and King Qing are looking for the Baozhu and want to kill them all. You and Baozhu are so similar in age, and you look so similar to Yuanyuan, they might rather kill them by mistake than let them go.
You live."
The old man told the truth solemnly, no matter whether they were sure that Yun Wu was the little baby Baozhu, they could not let Yun Wu live.
Yun Wu frowned: "Are they so overbearing? I am the princess of Dazhou, and my regent will not let them mess around."
"Good boy, they have been looking for the orb for more than ten years. Even after all this time, they have not given up. They just want to kill them all..."
"That's not right. Why do they want to kill a guilty woman who escaped? She has no power at all, what kind of trouble can she make?" Yun Wu said doubtfully.