General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

“It’s not her!”

However, Madam Wei, who had been silent, said, “She didn’t steal the Commander’s Seal. No.”

“Mother, why did you…” Madam Jiang was halfway through asking with tears in her eyes when Madam Li bumped her with her elbow.

Madam Jiang lowered her head and fell silent.

Su Xiaoxiao underestimated Madam Wei. She did not expect her to take the risk of self-destructing to clarify for Madam Chu…

Matriarch Wei’s gaze paused on Madam Wei’s face for a moment before she said coldly, “Bring Madam Chu to the back of the courtyard! Bring her to me when she’s willing to explain!”

Nanny Li came to Madam Chu and sighed. “Eldest Young Madam, please.”

Madam Chu stood up expressionlessly.

“Sister-in-law…” Madam Jiang choked and pulled her sleeve.

Madam Chu said calmly, “I’m not your sister-in-law. I’m a spy from the White

Lotus Society.”

She brushed Madam Jiang’s hand away and left the room with a cold expression.

Madam Jiang, Madam Lan, and Madam Li cried.

Matriarch Wei asked them to return to their courtyards first, leaving Madam Wei to ask questions.

Madam Wei had said so confidently that Madam Chu did not steal the Commander’s Seal just now, which meant that she knew something.

Back when Su Xiaoxiao probed Madam Wei, she had thought that she would be the traitor. At that time, Su Xiaoxiao had suspected that although Madam Wei was not the traitor, she must know who the traitor was. Later on, she and Wei Ting found out that it was Guo Huan. Guo Huan was Madam Wei’s nephew.

It seemed reasonable for her to cover up for Guo Huan.

It was only today that Su Xiaoxiao realized that the person Madam Wei really wanted to protect was Madam Chu.

Old Madam Wei wanted to interrogate her daughter-in-law, but as soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy.

Su Xiaoxiao was beside her and quickly supported her. “Matriarch Wei!” Matriarch Wei’s face turned pale.

After one blow after another, she was already on the verge of collapse. She relied on her beliefs to hold on, and Madam Chu’s betrayal became the last pressure to crush her.

Now, she couldn’t hold on any longer.

Su Xiaoxiao quickly asked her to sit down and took out silver needles from her pouch to perform acupuncture on her.

Wei Ting said, “Grandmother, go rest. I have something to say to Mother.”

“Okay, you do it.”

She was old.

This family had to be handed over to Little Seven in the end.

Su Xiaoxiao said to Wei Ting, “I’ll accompany Matriarch Wei back to her room.”

Wei Ting nodded.

When Su Xiaoxiao brushed past him, he said softly, “Thank you.” Su Xiaoxiao helped Matriarch Wei back to her bedroom.

Only the mother and son were left in the huge warm pavilion.

Wei Ting only looked at her and did not say anything for a moment.

Madam Wei did not dare to look into her son’s eyes because just looking at him could hurt her heart.

She took the initiative to say, “Don’t interrogate your sister-in-law. She was also forced. All these years, other than passing some harmless news, she hasn’t done anything to let the Wei family down. Moreover, because she wasn’t cooperative enough… she suffered a lot.”

Wei Ting questioned, “Does the news… also include revealing the marriage between me and Miss Qin to the White Lotus Society?”

The night Princess Hui An was captured, Madam Chu left the manor.

How could there be so many coincidences in the world?

Madam Wei said, “You were bestowed a marriage in the throne room. Even if she didn’t say anything, do you think the White Lotus Society wouldn’t know? It’s only a matter of time. She’s just taking the opportunity to complete a mission. As for what the White Lotus Society will do, it’s not something she can interfere with. ”

Wei Ting’s expression was cold. “Is that so? How did Mother find out?” Madam Wei hesitated.

Wei Ting said, “Even if Mother doesn’t say it, I can investigate it myself! For example, how about I ask Aunt?”

Madam Wei’s expression changed.

Wei Ting’s lips curled into a cold smile. “Looks like I was right. Aunt has a deep relationship with the White Lotus Society. All these years, Aunt’s people have come to the residence to visit Mother from time to time. She doen’t really have a deep sisterly relationship with Mother, right? Is she monitoring Mother or bringing news to her? Because you’re my mother, I’m willing to believe the latter. ”

Madam Wei did not answer Wei Ting. Instead, she endured and said, “Don’t ask anything, okay?”

Wei Ting looked into Madam Wei’s eyes sharply. “I’ve always been curious. Who is Mother? Why does she know so much about the White Lotus Society?” Madam Wei clenched her fists.

Wei Ting said, “If Mother refuses to say, I’ll guess for myself. There’s actually an easier way to save Guo Huan this time. That’s to capture Grandmother or Mother to exchange for Guo Huan with me. Grandmother is a martial artist and has an expert like Baili Chen beside her. It’s not easy to capture her. Why didn’t the people from the White Lotus Society come to capture Mother? I guess it’s not that they don’t want to, but they don’t dare, right? Who is Mother to the White Lotus Society? Even Guo Huan isn’t as important as you!”

Madam Wei said in agitation, “Stop asking! Do you think the Wei family is still the same as before? You can’t win! Isn’t it good to be alive! Don’t do anything.

He won’t do anything to you!”

By the time Madam Wei realized what she had said in a moment of desperation, it was too late to regret.

Wei Ting was the smartest of all his sons. An expression or even a tone was enough for Wei Ting to extract precise clues.

And he was calm enough to let go of the mother-and-son relationship that had been calm for 21 years. He used the technique of breaking her psychological defense to get information from her.

Madam Wei looked at him with trembling eyes.

No… Don’t guess further…

What Wei Ting had dared to guess and did not dare to guess in the past, they all jumped to his chest at this moment.

He looked at his mother. “Who is this ‘he’, Mother? The Sect Master of the White Lotus Society?”

Madam Wei’s pupils dilated.

Wei Ting smiled coldly.. “Or should I address him… as Grandpa?”