Reborn, meet you again!

Chapter 298 Uneasy

Because it was New Year's Eve, the prime minister's residence was also filled with the festive atmosphere.

Aunt Wen personally led people to reward the servants in the mansion. After watching the servants express their gratitude and leave happily, she returned to her room alone with a trace of uneasiness on her face.

Because it was winter and she was wearing thick clothes, the wound on her wrist was covered by her clothes and no one noticed it.

But even though the wound there has healed now, leaving only a faint trace, what happened in Prince Huai's Mansion that day is like an indelible nightmare, weighing on her heart and unable to dissipate.

And just a few days ago, he received a letter from the prince, asking her...

Find out where the young lady is for him...

Because just a month ago, the Prime Minister suddenly and secretly sent the eldest daughter out of the capital, and now her whereabouts are unknown. No matter what the prince said, she refused to tell anyone.

Aunt Wen became more and more uneasy because of this.

Originally, the prince only asked her to tell him about the eldest lady's situation in the mansion, and she thought that was fine...

After all, he is the eldest lady's husband.

But now...

The Prime Minister obviously hid the eldest daughter on purpose and did not allow her to return to Prince Huai's Mansion.

If she really did that, she would be betraying the Prime Minister...

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded behind her. Aunt Wen hurriedly hid her hands in her sleeves, turned around, and saw Song Jing standing behind her.

Aunt Wen quickly suppressed her hesitation and looked at her son with gentle eyes.

"Isn't Jing'er in the front yard talking to your father? Why are you here?"

Song Jing just put a food box on the table and sat down next to Aunt Wen.

"My aunt didn't seem to have much of an appetite this afternoon. I saw some freshly steamed rice cakes in the kitchen, so I brought some to you to try."

Aunt Wen felt comforted when she heard her son's words.

"Jing'er is thoughtful."

"Now that you are a Jinshi, has the Prime Minister discussed with you your future career path?"

Song Jing only said.

"Father said that the current situation in the court is unclear, so he told me to wait and see until the end of the year. However, from what I hear, he wants me to become an imperial censor in the future."

"Father said that the Censor is the emperor's eyes and ears. Although his rank may not be extremely high, he is in the imperial court and can directly report to the emperor. This makes it easier for him to gain the emperor's favor and stand out more easily than those who are promoted according to their department."

"My son feels good about it too."

Aunt Wen never asked about these things.

"Okay, it's good to have a plan."

"The path your father has chosen for you must be the best."

Song Jing naturally knew this.

Although my father was the head of the government, his reputation as a treacherous minister was not glorious after all.

Although my father's reputation is much better now than before, if the Prime Minister's Mansion wants to remain prominent and pass down its reputation from generation to generation, it is a long-term plan for the Prime Minister's Mansion to have an imperial censor who dares to speak frankly and is not afraid of the powerful to restore the reputation of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He also fully agreed with his father's decision.

only……

Song Jing thought about it and his eyes passed through Aunt Ziwen's sleeves.

"My son has noticed that Auntie has lost some weight recently. What's on her mind?"

When Aunt Wen heard what Song Jing said, her eyebrows twitched slightly and she quickly found an excuse.

"It's just that there are a lot of things to do during the New Year, and now... without your sister to help, I'm a little tired."

However, Song Jing didn't seem to believe her words, and just looked at Aunt Wen's wrist without any concealment.

"What happened to Auntie's hand?"

When he came in just now, she had seen her aunt's subconscious action of covering something three or four times.

His intuition told him that his aunt must be hiding something from him, so today he came here for this very reason.

When Aunt Wen heard this, she was startled and subconsciously tightened her sleeves again.

"You kid... why are you saying weird things all the time..."

Song Jing looked at his aunt's actions, but just said something to his aunt Wen without saying anything.

"Auntie, my son is rude."

He pulled Aunt Wen's hand over and lifted up his sleeves.

But after seeing the fine scar remaining on Aunt Wen's wrist, Song Jing himself was shocked.

"Auntie, what happened? Who hurt you?"

When Aunt Wen saw the scar exposed in front of her son, she panicked and quickly pulled her hand back.

"Jing'er...don't ask me anymore, I'm really fine..."

"This injury was caused by my mother accidentally..."

Song Jing's face looked very unhappy when he heard this.

The scars on my aunt's hands were neatly cut, clearly caused by a sharp blade.

Unless my aunt was so depressed that she wanted to commit suicide, otherwise...how could she have such a wound?

Thinking of this, Song Jing looked at Aunt Wen with some anxiety.

"Auntie, you've been feeling restless lately. Not only me, but even my father has noticed it long ago, and he even reminded me of it today."

"Tell me, what happened?"

"Don't tell me... you can't even trust your own son?"

When Aunt Wen heard that her son came here today at the Prime Minister's instruction, she was horrified.

But in fact, she had thought about confessing to the Prime Minister and her son.

but……

She knew she couldn't...

Because at the end of that day, the prince made her and Yan'er take a poison.

After taking the poison, one feels as if the whole body is bitten by insects, making one wish to die immediately.

She originally thought that the prince wanted to kill her and Yan'er, but afterwards he fed Yan'er and her the antidote.

He said that as long as they were obedient, they only needed to take the antidote once a month and she and Yan'er would be safe.

otherwise……

Their intestines will be perforated and their stomachs will rupture, and they will die in agony.

Aunt Wen thought about it, and a warm feeling appeared in her eyes.

"Jing'er, how could I not believe you...but I really can't tell you about this..."

"Just pretend you don't know, okay?"