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Chapter 912 Delivering Letters



Chapter 912 Delivering Letters

The jailer touched the silver hairpin, opened it and glanced at it. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He quickly put the item away. "Alright, I'll go run it after I finish my shift."

"Thank you, thank you. Could you please call a doctor for me? My sister has a fever."

"No way, do you think this prison is some kind of place? How could they let a doctor come here? Only high-prisoners who have received special permission from above can do so." The jailer finished speaking, turned around and left, ignoring Granny Wang.

Granny Wang was so anxious that sweat was pouring down her forehead. She had used most of her money to bribe people, and now she only had a little left. Du Mingxian was sick and might die... She would be at a huge loss.

Without a handkerchief, she could only tear her clothes into strips, wet them, and place them on Du Mingxian's forehead to cool her down.

The jailer who collected the items didn't tell his brothers, and kept his word after his shift. When he arrived at the Ling residence, he realized he hadn't asked what Granny Dong did at the Ling residence, such as whether she worked in the kitchen, the sewing room, or which courtyard or master she served. What if there was another Granny Dong with the same name?

Just as he was regretting it, someone opened the door and asked, "Who are you...?"

"Hello, I am a jailer from the Jingzhao Prefecture. Someone asked me to give this to Granny Dong in your household and to make sure she goes there."

"Okay, got it."

The gatekeeper found the items and gave them to Granny Dong.

When Granny Dong received the item and heard that it came from the Jingzhao Prefecture government office, and that... she was told to go there, she immediately became nervous.

She took her things and quietly found her daughter in the kitchen, but couldn't make up her mind.

Hongtao noticed that something was wrong with her and asked, "Mother, what's wrong? Why are you so nervous?"

"Not many people know about my time at Sun Xiangxiang's residence, but... but someone actually delivered something to me from the prison in the capital, and it was delivered precisely to my residence. Do they know something?"

Hongtao shook her head after hearing this, "Probably not, but... Mother, do you have anyone you suspect?"

"No, Sun Xiangxiang's household has the most men, and I'm a cook in the pastry shop. I have a good relationship with everyone, but it's just average. Besides, you know I have a mission there, so how could I confide in anyone?"

"Then you don't need to worry. Anyone who knows you're from the Ling family must be one of our own. The fact that they can send messages from the prison... could it be that they found out about Mother being brought out, and they want you to do something?"

Hongtao thought about it more and more and felt that this was possible. "Who is Sun Xiangxiang? She has a relationship with the Third Prince. She is definitely not someone to be trifled with. It is not surprising that they could know some news from the outside world while they were in prison."

"If we take you to jail, will we make you do something bad?"

Granny Dong was at a loss. "This... I don't know either. I... I don't want to go. If we get involved with them, the adults will be unhappy, and then we will be in big trouble."

“Now that Chengbao is following behind the second sons, I feel good. He can learn some knowledge, which will be enough for him in the future.”

"You're in the kitchen again, and my task is done. I feel like this is a pretty good life now."

Hongtao reached out and gently hugged Granny Dong. "Mother, don't worry. I know you're scared. You're afraid that Madam will send you to other mansions to do things again. If Madam sends you out again when she comes back this time, I will stand up to protect you."

"Mother knows, Mother knows." Tears welled up in Granny Dong's eyes. She lived in constant fear in the Sun family, afraid that the Sun family would find out that she was a spy.

Finally, the Sun family got into trouble, and the adults brought her out. She never wanted to go back.

Staying with the Ling family is her best choice. She'll have protection, and... the Ling family has a good relationship with the Crown Prince. Lord Ling will definitely rise in rank in the future. No matter which master she follows, she'll always be superior.

Hongtao gently pushed Granny Dong away, "Mother, don't worry, we'll just live our lives well from now on."

"Yes." Granny Dong took out the things the gatekeeper had given her, including a folded letter with writing clearly visible on it. "What should we do with this?"

When Hongtao opened the letter, she saw crooked and messy writing on it.

Letter content:

I am Granny Wang. I know about your wife. If you want to know more, come see me.

The words were so brief, almost unrecognizable on a piece of cloth.

Hongtao casually tossed the letter into the stove. "Mother, what's your relationship with Granny Wang?"

"Her?" Granny Dong frowned immediately. "I have the worst relationship with her in the Sun family, and she's the only one in the Sun family who doesn't like me."

"The coachman took a liking to me and kept getting closer to me. When Wang Pozi failed to seduce the steward, she took all her anger out on me. So how good could she be?"

Hongtao curled her lip, "I don't know where they heard the news, but they actually tried to trick you into going to jail by using the lady's matter."

Granny Dong frowned. "That's what she said?"

"Ah."

Granny Dong stared at her daughter for a while. Just then, Xiao An'an ran in and said to Hongtao, "Sister, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I want some pastries."

Hongtao immediately picked up Xiao An'an happily, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "How about I make An'an's favorite pastry now?"

Okay, eat now.

"Row."

Hongtao placed An'an in Granny Dong's arms and immediately turned to make pastries. She had already finished half of them, and if her mother hadn't come in to speak, she would have finished long ago.

Grandma Dong felt a warm glow in her heart as she watched her daughter happily making pastries.

Just then, Little Zhou ran in, saw An'an in Granny Dong's arms, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her head and said helplessly, "You little rascal, you've disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Granny Dong noticed that Madam Zhou had very dark circles under her eyes. "Second Madam, have you not rested well? Why don't I stay with An'an? You go and rest for a while?"

Little Zhou gave Granny Dong a strange look but didn't correct Granny Dong's way of addressing An'an. She only said, "I haven't been sleeping well at night lately, but I'll keep an eye on this boy. I'll feel even more uneasy if I don't keep an eye on him."

Mingxian hasn't come back. She has to keep a close eye on Mingxian's precious child. As long as An'an is here, Mingxian will definitely come back.

"Second Madam, you look very unwell." Madam Zhou waved her hand. "It's nothing, I just haven't rested well. An'an, come here, let your second aunt hold you."

An'an reached out, and Xiao Zhou picked her up and carried her back. She turned her head and glanced at Hongtao, who was still making food. An'an looked pitiful as she waited for the food. "Hongtao, bring it to my room when it's ready."

"Yes, Second Madam."

Little Zhou carried An'an away, and Granny Dong didn't help her daughter. She just stood aside and watched her daughter work efficiently. "Are you in the kitchen every day?"

"No, the Second Madam said that An'an didn't eat much this morning. I thought he might be hungry, so I came over to make some pastries and send them over."

Granny Dong looked at her daughter and asked, "You seem to care a lot about this child."

Hongtao's ears turned slightly red, and she quickly whispered, "Make a couple more later, and save some for Chengbao too. Don't worry, Mother, I'll be working in the kitchen. How could I forget my own nephew?"


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