The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Chapter 891 The Burning Study
"Who is this?" Yan Yu asked the servants in the mansion.

"This must be Miss Wan from the Zhao family, who is also called Wan Niang by the Zhao family matriarch."

"Oh—" Yan Yu drawled out the sound, then instructed, "Catch the thief red-handed. Watch my hand gestures. Don't rush in too early and make a fuss, or we'll miss her catch."

"Don't worry, Steward Yan, we'll do whatever you say."

……

Zhao Wanniang was unaware that everything about her was under the control of the Prince of Ying's mansion.

The cook in the Prince's mansion had a younger brother who was sold as a child and eventually sold to the capital, where he was bought by the Zhao family. This coincidence was not a deliberate act and left no trace.

Despite several investigations by the Prince's Palace, Chef He remained innocent and unharmed.

"Miss, this wine is just for entertainment. With your beauty and grace, perhaps it's better to skip it."

At the last minute, Chef He got scared.

Although she felt sorry for her younger brother, she had served in the Prince's mansion for many years. The Prince was kind and gentle, and she couldn't bear to be harsh on someone as incompetent as her. Since the Crown Princess took over the household, the mansion had given her generous rewards one after another. Everyone in the neighborhood who knew that she was working in the Prince's mansion said she was very lucky.

Especially after the Crown Prince's wife took a liking to her skill in roasting chicken in a kiln, the silver reward she received was more than her monthly salary.

"What are you afraid of, Madam He? As long as I can enter the manor, I will take care of you." Zhao Wanniang promised softly, "Right now, the Crown Prince's wife is unwell, and the Crown Prince always has someone to serve him. If it's not me, it will be someone else. So why can't it be me?"

"Although my Zhao family is not prominent, we still have some influence in the court. Moreover, we are the maternal family of the Prince of Ying. Even if we don't care about the monk, we should at least consider the Buddha. If things really get out of hand, would the Crown Princess really kill me? In the end, my Zhao family is related to this Prince's mansion by marriage."

Seeing that Chef He was still hesitating, a hint of impatience flashed in Zhao Wanniang's eyes.

He pressed his eyelids and wiped away any unfounded tears.

She choked back tears, saying, "Madam He probably thinks I've acted inappropriately, but how could she know that Brother Yunyan and I have known each other since childhood, with a deep affection for each other, and have been exchanging letters for many years... But His Majesty suddenly bestowed a marriage upon us, and Brother Yunyan dared not disobey, so he married me... I originally wanted to give up this infatuation, but who knew that Brother Yunyan would injure his leg? When I received the news of his injury on the battlefield, I... I almost died..."

The delicate and petite young woman was like a flower stamen trembling in the wind, making her all the more pitiful.

"Now I understand that the world's opinion has brought shame to the family, but I can't care about that anymore! Wan Niang only wishes to stay by Brother Yun Yan's side for the rest of her life, even if she can only quietly watch him from his side, sob sob sob... that would be enough for her."

“I don’t want Brother Yunyan to look down on me either, but…” Zhao Wanniang looked up again with tears in her eyes: “But I really have no other choice! Madam He, please, help me.” She haphazardly pulled the gold hairpin out of her hair and stuffed it into the hands of Chef He. Taking advantage of the latter’s inattention, she snatched the food box into her hand.

The resolute figure standing there left Chef He speechless.

Yan Yu squatted on the roof ridge, wrapped herself up tightly in a black cloak, and watched with great interest.

Nine Heavens' claws held her firmly to prevent her from falling.

"Kitty! Kitty!" Yan Yu called out repeatedly, her voice urgent.

The cat, blending into the darkness, revealed its form, its eyes, reflecting the bright moon, gleaming with a sharp, piercing light.

"It's your turn, kitty! Hahaha! Let's use Miss Zhao to teach our eldest brother a lesson, let him fall for it, and see if he still believes it, hmph!"

The cat flicked its tail.

"Here! Qiu Xiang's delayed-acting drug." Yan Yu's chubby little hand held a small porcelain bottle and waved it in front of her nose. "Airborne transmission, after smelling it for a moment, she'll collapse, hahaha! Quick, just sprinkle it on her skirt!"

The cat carried it in its mouth and leaped to chase after the person.

Yan Yu hurriedly called out to Jiu Xiao, "Let's move the battlefield! Let's move the battlefield!"

She jumped off the roof, smashing two craters into the gravel path on the ground.

The commotion was quite loud, attracting the attention of Chef He, who came to investigate.

Yan Yu gave her a bright smile.

With a wave of her little hand.

Then someone hiding in the shadows suddenly appeared, first gagging the person and then tying them up, firmly restraining them.

"Take her away and keep a close watch on her. Arrest her residence inside the mansion and her family members outside. We'll talk about it after I interrogate them."

Yan Yu waved his hand to dismiss the crowd and took a shortcut to the prince's study.

……

With both soft words of pleading and offering money as a way out, Zhao Wanniang finally gained entry into the prince's study.

"Cousin!" The most charming thing was that shy lowering of her head.

If it were an ordinary man, Zhao Wanniang's voice would have melted his bones.

Shi Yunyan remained calm and asked her, "Cousin Zhao said she has something important to discuss with you. What exactly is it?"

The shy woman removed her outer robe and took out a letter from inside.

Just as she was about to hand it over, she seemed to suddenly remember something and pleaded softly, "Please, cousin, step aside."

Shi Yunyan glanced at the letter, then at her, and frowned slightly.

Zhao Wanniang was not in a hurry, and lifted herself into the air like a willow in the slanting wind.

"You two, step back," Shi Yunyan said.

“Cousin, please look,” Zhao Wanniang said softly.

After receiving the letter, Shi Yunyan naturally opened the food box and arranged the wine and dishes one by one.

"Wan Niang went to great lengths to send a message to her cousin. Not only did she have to avoid her stepmother's eyes and ears, but she also had to be questioned by the servants in her cousin's mansion. She was so worried that she didn't even have time to eat a bite of food. She was starving!"

At this moment, Zhao Wanniang's eyes were bright and her expression was playful. She looked at the dishes on the table, wanting to eat but too shy to pick up her chopsticks.

Shi Yunyan was drawn to the contents of the letter, and his gaze gradually became focused.

Then Zhao Jiawan asked, "Cousin, may I eat something first?"

He subconsciously hummed in agreement.

Then there was no more sound, only the faint sound of chewing, almost inaudible.

The letter was written by the head of the Zhao family in the capital.

The letter mentioned some private matters from before Lady Zhao's marriage, explained the reasons for the Zhao family's estrangement from the Prince of Ying's mansion in recent years, and subtly expressed a willingness to contribute to the Prince of Ying's succession struggle...

"Cousin... Cousin... Wan Niang is a little hot. Does your household have an ice basin?"

The young woman, her cheeks flushed, had eyes as shimmering as water. When her gaze fell upon the person she longed for, she became somewhat infatuated.

"Cousin, I'm hot!"

The sash of the long dress was gently pulled open...

Shi Yunyan was dumbfounded.

With righteous indignation: "What are you doing? Put your clothes on right now!"

Zhao Wanniang undressed even more slowly, her struggling and entangled gaze filled with tender affection, sorrow, and a touch of madness.

It felt as if a fire was burning in my heart.

Having set himself on fire, he also wanted to set him on fire.

The wine jug was knocked over, spilling wine all over the floor and staining her dress.

As if by accident, Zhao Wanniang bumped into the candlestick again.

The candlelight fell onto her wine-stained dress.

It suddenly caught fire.

"what!"

Zhao Wanniang was startled and suddenly lunged at the person opposite her.

Shi Yunyan tried to dodge, but his legs were not very nimble, and he only managed to dodge most of his body, but Zhao Wanniang still managed to grab his sleeve.

I'm not very good at writing seductive stories, hehe, so I'll just rely on my imagination~ My darlings, use your imaginations to fill in the blanks~! (*▽*)~