"Master, Second Miss, there's definitely something off about Gu Youyou. She goes out for consultations every day, heading to Madam Ru's place to treat her son."
Zhang Shiyu immediately said, "That Gu Youyou doesn't just go on consultations for anyone. For a destitute household like Madam Ru's to have Gu Youyou going day and night without complaint, that's quite something."
"Face? I fear there's something fishy!" Chancellor Zhang said slowly.
"Go, continue monitoring, and see what they're up to."
A moment later, the maid's voice rang out from outside: "Master, Master Gu requests an audience!"
Zhang Shiyu's eyebrows furrowed as she said, "What's that old beggar doing here?"
Her voice wasn't quiet, and standing just outside the door, Gu Wu's brow furrowed deeply upon hearing it.
Coming to Beijing and to the Chancellor Residence had indeed been a blessing; an endless supply of silver and servants to command—these were things he couldn't have even dreamed of before.
