The Cannon Fodder and Villain’s Happy Ending
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Chapter 242

Recalling her son’s childhood, Duan Wang Fei was angry and felt funny at the same time as there was obvious joy in her eyes.

Her love for Gu Zezhi was evident and unquestionable.

Qin Jiu looked at Duan Wang Fei with her eyes flashing slightly and forgot to drink her tea for a moment.

In the original plot of the novel, it was mentioned that because Gu Zezhi refused to accept that he could not be the heir, he killed his father and mother like a cold-blooded animal, and then fled for several years.

This was the first time Qin Jiu meet and talked with Duan Wang Fei for a long time, and she could already see that whenever she mentions her son Gu Zezhi, the happiness reflected in her eyes came from the bottom of her heart, in addition, that Duan Wang Fei’s temperament does not seem to be difficult to get along with.

Although Gu Zezhi’s heart was a little black and black-bellied, he would never wield his sword and swung it against his parents. It was even more impossible for him to do it with his sane and rational mind.

So, what other hidden secrets are in the novel?!

This thought only passed by in a flash, since Duan Wang Fei got up and said to her.

“Xiao Jiu, you rarely come here so let me show you around.”

Qin Jiu also hurriedly stood up and readily followed her.

Duan Wang Fei took Qin Jiu to the small garden on the northeast side of the manor for a walk, and along the way, she continued to gossip with Qin Jiu.

And thinking that since Qin Jiu would soon marry into their family, she brought up some affairs in the manor, lest the little girl would be too ignorant in the future and have to bite her teeth and suffer a loss.

Duan Wang Fei walked and talked all the way, basically telling Qin Jiu what comes to mind.

“Although Zezhi is the legitimate son, the eldest son of the house is from wangye’s concubine, Gu Chenzhi, who is eighteen years older than Zezhi. The eldest son’s consort comes from a scholarly family, and his father is a fourth-ranking general judge. The eldest son’s firstborn son, Gu Haojun, has recently been talking about marriage and looking for a good prospect young lady.”

“Wangye has two concubines, one is the birth mother of the heir, and the other concubine have birth to wangye’s second son. In total wangye has five sons and eight daughters with his concubines except for Zezhi who is my son.”

“Zezhi’s has three older sisters who are already married, he has one younger sister who is also married, while the other four younger sisters, Xingwu, Xingliu, Xingqi, and Xingba are at a marriageable age.”

Duan Wang Fei gave a general introduction to the concubine-born daughters that were yet to be married and the daughter-in-law and soon to be daughter-in-law. After all, Qin Jiu would inevitably have contact with these sisters and sister-in-law when she marries into the family.

For others such as wangye’s concubines, Duan Wang Fei doesn’t say much about them, anyway, Zezhi’s wife doesn’t need to interact with these people that often.

Qin Jiu listened with a smile but deep inside she couldn’t help but roast Duan Wang Ye: wangye’s kidneys are really good.

With so many concubines and children, the backyard of his manor is really lively enough.

But…

Qin Jiu huddled her cloak and looked at the smiling side profile of Wangfei Duan. Except for the obvious disgust in Wangfei’s tone when she mentioned the heir apparent, Gu Chenzhi, she was gentle and impartial to the other concubine-born sons and daughters.

Now that she heard this, it would be safe to mention that Duan Wang Fei was deliberately letting her know her attitude toward the heir apparent, right? After all, Duan Wang Fei’s attitude more or less also represents Gu Zezhi’s attitude.

Qin Jiu pursed her lips as she thought pensively.

When the wind blew, the corner of her cloak was blown up revealing an octagon hand stove in her hand.

Evidently, Duan Wang Fei saw that Qin Jiu’s hand stove looked familiar. The lid was carved with a pair of magpies holding plums, obviously, this hand stove was a pair with the one brought by her son that day.

The smile on Duan Wang Fei’s face deepened even more, with a bit of jesting, understanding, and relief.

She smilingly expressed her son’s good faith, “Xiao Jiu, Zezhi is different from his father, Zezhi doesn’t have a concubine, all the rooms in his courtyard are for his servants, guards, and some old momos”

Qin Jiu curled the corners of her lips.

Among other things, Gu Zezhi’s ability to take care of himself was really not like a prince or a noble son. She was sure of this as she saw it firsthand when they were traveling to Longzhou, he never asked for a servant.

Wang momo, on the other hand, was following closely behind as she watched Duan Wang Fei chatting happily with Qin Jiu and couldn’t help her lips from smiling.

In recent years, Duan Wang Fei has been worried about the marriage of his the third master, and she has argued with wangye several times for this reason.

Now that the third master’s marriage was finally settled, Duan Wang Fei’s heart could also be at ease, and seeing the young miss Qin’s attitude right now, the future third young madam looks good, and she gets along well with wangfei.

After the young miss Qin passes their door, Duan Wang Fei has another person to talk to.

With these thoughts, Wang momo was also looking forward to the day of Qin Jiu’s wedding.

“Wangfei, shall we go to the warm pavilion in front to have a rest?” Qin Jiu suggested with a smile. She was not tired, but she could see that Duan Wang Fei was a little tired.

Duan Wang Fei responded with a smile, pointing to the small lake beside the warm pavilion and saying, “There is also a group of fire carp in the lake. They are as red as fire.”

The servant girls were very smart. They not only served tea and snacks in the warm pavilion but also sent a box of fish food.

As soon as Duan Wang Fei sat down, she covered her mouth with her handkerchief and coughed softly.

Qin Jiu hurriedly caressed her back and ordered the servant girl to pour a cup of warm tea.

Duan Wang Fei coughed a few more times before the coughing stopped and drank some warm tea.

She wiped the corner of her lips with a handkerchief and smiled at Qin Jiu.

“No need to worry, I just catch a cold recently.”

Seeing that Duan Wang Fei’s face was slightly pale, Qin Jiu asked with concern, “Has Duan Wang Fei seen a physician?”

“Yes.” Duan Wang Fei answered.

“We’ve seen two physicians, and I’ve been taking medicine for more than ten days, but nothing has improved.” Wang momo on the side couldn’t help interrupting.

As she said this, Wang momo couldn’t hide her worries. Duan Wang Fei was in good health, and she had never seen her in any serious illness in these years.

But since she got a cold in autumn this year, Duan Wang Fei’s body was getting worse day by day. She has asked their family physician to check on Duan Wang Fei several times, she also has drunk a lot of decoction and medicine but instead of getting better, she gets worse little by little instead.

And not long ago, because of the assassination incident that happened to the third young master, she got extremely angry and became seriously ill. Since that, she had been sick until now.

After coming to the capital, two imperial physicians was sent but there was no improvement at all.

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