Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 201 - 203: Dugu Wu, How Could You Do This to Me

Feng Bailing lingered no more and headed for Lan Courtyard.

Lan Courtyard was adjacent to Bamboo Court; as she neared it, Feng Bailing caught the pleasant scent of flowers.

She advanced a few steps.

And saw a desolate courtyard.

The walls were crumbling, and wild grass grew everywhere.

The fragrance came from several stubbornly growing wild orchids.

Unlike the well-kept Bamboo Court, Lan Courtyard was somewhat dilapidated, seemingly neglected for years.

Lan Courtyard had three rooms; Feng Bailing pushed open the door of the main house and entered.

As soon as she pushed the door, dust fluttered down.

Feng Bailing covered her nose and mouth, took a step forward, and paused underfoot.

A painting was hanging in front.

The painting was of a woman’s... back.

Although the face was indistinct, the woman’s silhouette was faintly discernible, compelling one to stop and hold their breath at a glance.

"Dugu Yunruo."

In the lower left corner of the painting, there were a few strong and vigorous characters.

The handwriting was clearly that of a man.

What surprised Feng Bailing was that those characters were not in Prince Shun’s handwriting.

The few paintings hanging in the study of Bamboo Court also bore signatures, clearly not from the same person.

"She is Lady Dugu, Dugu Wu’s mother."

A thought flashed through Feng Bailing’s mind, and her hand involuntarily reached toward the painting.

The moment her hand touched the painting, Feng Bailing’s seventh sense stirred without her realizing.

Moved by an impulse, she took down the painting.

Behind the wall where the painting hung, there was a secret compartment.

Upon seeing the secret compartment, Feng Bailing was overjoyed.

Just as she was about to look for the mechanism to open the compartment, suddenly, there was a loud bang from behind.

She turned around warily and saw.

A white figure flashed past the courtyard.

Feng Bailing was startled.

There was someone else in the courtyard.

Feng Bailing hesitated, then tossed the painting into the emergency box at hand.

She quickly followed the white shadow.

The shadow flashed past, heading towards another room.

This room was next to the main house; Feng Bailing thought it was a study or music room and had not paid attention to it before.

The door was left ajar.

Feng Bailing was about to push the door and enter.

"What are you doing here?"

A chilly male voice fell like a bucket of cold water over her head.

That voice, Feng Bailing was all too familiar with—it was Dugu Wu’s voice.

Feng Bailing’s body stiffened.

"It’s over now, I can’t clear my name even if I jumped into the Yellow River."

Feng Bailing inwardly lamented.

Listening to Dugu Wu’s voice, he was very lucid.

Many excuses flashed through her mind, but not one of them could deceive Dugu Wu.

"Push the door open."

The gaze of Dugu Wu at her back was sharp as a knife. As Feng Bailing was feeling a headache, the Dragon Queen appeared out of nowhere and reminded her.

A dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor.

Feng Bailing pushed, and the door swung open with ease.

No dust came flying at her.

Inside the room, there was a lamp burning.

In the spartan room was a haggard-looking woman wearing white, her eyes filled with terror. Upon seeing someone push the door open, she curled into a ball.

Then, she saw Dugu Wu; her delicate face broke into an obsessed smile.

The lamplight illuminated her face, and Feng Bailing stood frozen, uttering in shock.

"Nalan Yan’er?"

The woman leapt off the bed, barefoot and with her hair down, flinging herself towards Dugu Wu.

"Lord husband, you’ve returned."

"Dugu Wu, what is the meaning of this?"

Feng Bailing’s mind flashed with insight, and she suddenly understood why the Dragon Queen had instructed her to push the door open and enter.

The woman threw herself into Dugu Wu’s embrace, and Dugu Wu’s complexion stiffened, but he did not push her away.

"Dugu Wu! You dog of a man, you actually dare to... hide a mistress in a run-down house! If I hadn’t been alert, I would have been deceived by you!"

Feng Bailing questioned furiously, and as she took a closer look at the woman, she realized that this woman only looked somewhat 70 to 80 percent similar to Nalan Yan’er, and she didn’t have the Wenhua Seal on her forehead.

Although she knew the woman was not Nalan Yan’er, Feng Bailing still felt somewhat suffocated inside; this dog of a man had previously bullied her terribly!

Overcome with a wave of anger, Feng Bailing pulled the woman out of Dugu Wu’s embrace.

"Dugu Wu, how could you do this to me! Who is she, why is she here, and why is she calling you her husband?"

Feng Bailing dragged the woman aside, threw her away, covered her face, and sobbed forcefully.

"How shameful."

The Dragon Queen couldn’t bear to watch and covered her dragon eyes with her tail.

She had been secretly worried for Feng Bailing.

This woman’s skills in turning the tables were unparalleled, present in the heavens above and absent from the earth below.

Dugu Wu remained silent for a long moment, staring at Feng Bailing, trying to detect even the slightest flaw on her face.

"Stop pretending, Feng Zao has already..."

"Master, something terrible has happened, the main room next door is on fire."

Feng Zao’s figure flashed, landing beside Dugu Wu.

"What!"

Feng Bailing’s reaction was even more intense than Dugu Wu’s.

Her secret imperial order was still in that house.

Feng Bailing took off running outside.

"You don’t need to go."

Dugu Wu had just spoken, and Feng Bailing could only awkwardly retract her footstep.

Dugu Wu’s cold gaze fell on the "Nalan Yan’er" standing to the side.

The madwoman was still shouting.

"Husband, my husband."

The scene became somewhat eerie for a moment. Feng Bailing hesitated, assured that Dugu Wu was not angry, and then sycophantically ran to his side to support him.

The man did not refuse and leaned on Feng Bailing.

The wine Feng Bailing drank was really powerful; after drinking it, he felt extremely exhausted, as if he had been through a fierce battle.

This man must be toxic; how could half a jin of medical alcohol sober him up?

Feng Bailing inwardly grumbled.

But she also noticed Dugu Wu’s expression; as if Dugu Wu was completely unaware of what had transpired before.

Feng Bailing couldn’t help but sigh lightly, unable to tell if she felt relieved or disappointed.

The fire outside had started fiercely and violently. As Feng Bailing helped Dugu Wu out, the neighboring room had already been burnt beyond recognition.

Feng Zao had already called the guards to extinguish the fire, but the blaze was too fierce and quick to be put out.

However, the fire was peculiar, as it only targeted that one room. The room where Feng Bailing and the other woman had stayed was right next to the main house and was unscathed.

Feng Bailing faintly felt that something was amiss.

Dugu Wu squinted his eyes, and under the firelight, his heterochromia irises were especially beautiful, shimmering and shifting.

He leaned on Feng Bailing as if she were a large pillow.

Feng Bailing was startled.

Dugu Wu’s emotions were also complicated.

He knew that Feng Bailing couldn’t possibly have come to Lan Courtyard to "catch a cheater" in the act, but he was caught off guard by her catching Nalan Chun’s existence; he was outwitted and did not know how to deal with her.

For some reason, he felt relieved.

Even though he was very certain that Feng Bailing was Emperor Yongye’s spy.

"This fire was man-made. Though we didn’t catch anyone, if there’s a strong Wenhua Seal practitioner, they could start a fire under the right conditions with a prepared flame."

Dugu Wu spoke softly.

"A Wenhua Seal practitioner can control fire? Can Nalan Yan’er do it?"

Feng Bailing glanced at the madwoman who was still fixated on Dugu Wu. She tried to approach several times, but each time she was frightened by Dugu Wu’s icy gaze.

This woman looked so much like Nalan Yin’er, which raised the question if she was also a Wenhua Seal practitioner?

"You’re overestimating her. That would at least require someone with the level of the Wenhua Wood Seal, and Nalan Yan’er is not strong enough. You should be thankful that you didn’t directly encounter the arsonist tonight, otherwise, it would be you who would be burnt black."

Dugu Wu coolly glanced at Feng Bailing.

He certainly didn’t want to see a charred Feng Bailing.

"Shut up, you still haven’t explained what’s going on with her."

Feng Bailing clenched her teeth and gestured with her mouth in the direction of the madwoman.

"Nalan Chun!"

A flurry of urgent footsteps approached, and Dongfang Yong, disheveled and anxious, came rushing over.