"Old Master, Old Master, what’s wrong with you?" Princess Consort Pu was shocked, quickly bending over to check him.
"Soone, soone, quickly go and get the doctor." The Princess Consort Pu was so frightened, she was at a loss, checking while shouting in panic.
"Don’t...don’t...don’t call the doctor!" Prince Pu raised a hand, his expression full of pain, and said.
"Old Master, are you alright, should we still call a doctor to take a look?"
"No...no need."
After a while, Prince Pu finally caught his breath.
The heart of the Princess Consort Pu, which had been suspended in mid-air, finally settled down; after a false alarm, she couldn’t help but wipe her tears while scolding, "You, always so impulsive. You’ve sustained such a serious injury and still get so worked up. Do you not want to live anymore?"
Prince Pu glared at the servant standing beside him, too scared to even breathe: "It’s this damned servant, speaking hesitantly, intending to get killed."
Hearing this, the servant’s legs went weak, and with a thud, he knelt on the ground: "Have rcy, Prince! I didn’t do it on purpose."
"I know you didn’t do it on purpose."
"The Prince is wise." The servant breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Prince really was understanding.
Unexpectedly, Prince Pu’s voice rang out again: "You intentionally want to kill ."
"Spare my life, Prince, spare my life." The servant was so scared that he kowtowed and begged for rcy again.
"What exactly is the matter? Speak quickly." Prince Pu completely lost his patience.
"Cousin Miss has brought the coffin to Prince Pu’s Mansion, just at the gate." The servant, trembling with fear, imdiately blurted it out.
"What? Qinger, she...!" Princess Consort Pu beca anxious upon hearing this, hurriedly standing up to go outside, but halfway through, she rembered Prince Pu and turned back: "Old Master, don’t worry, I’ll go to the gate and have a look."
"Go on."
"That coffin...?"
Prince Pu bowed his head in thought for a mont and said helplessly, "Set up a shed outside the gate and leave it there."
He understood too well that the General’s Mansion would never allow Auntie Tang’s coffin to return there, and with the granddaughter having nowhere to go, she could only co to seek refuge with him. If he didn’t take her in, what would happen to his daughter’s corpse? Prince Pu had no choice but to agree.
The coffin contained his own biological daughter, leaving Princess Consort Pu helpless as well. She had to instruct the servants to set up a shed outside Prince Pu’s Mansion, placing the coffin there, and dispatched a dozen servants to guard it, preventing stray cats and dogs from approaching.
Auntie Tang’s body was brought back to Prince Pu’s Mansion, and this news spread rapidly throughout the Capital.
So said Situ Yongjie was heartless and ungrateful. Auntie Tang had been married into the General’s Mansion for years, bore him children, and managed the household, yet in death, she was left to beco a wandering soul.
Others said the whole issue was the Second Miss’s fault, who shouldn’t have acted willfully and brought the coffin back without permission.
Rumors in town stated the deceased should remain at ho until the funeral; if left outside overnight, they would beco a wandering soul.
Now, Situ Qinger had transported the coffin to Prince Pu’s Mansion.
Wasn’t this pushing Auntie Tang into a pit of fire?
This kind of daughter was indeed rare.
In the Capital, people were abuzz with discussions, with both pleasant and unpleasant words being said.
At the General’s Mansion, Refreshing Courtyard.
Early in the morning, the Old Madam summoned Situ Yongjie and Xuexue to Refreshing Courtyard.
The Old Madam sat on a nanmu Taishi Chair, looking troubled: "Oh dear! Jiejie! That wretched woman Auntie Tang died and caused such a big stir. How do you think we should handle it? It’s really distressing!"
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