Qi Huaiyu felt ashamed, and his face turned ugly.

The scarred man sneered, "Qi Huaiyu, we've seen it all in this world. We can't interfere in your affairs, but your mother owes you money today, so you have to pay it off for her. Otherwise, don't worry, we won't be polite."

Qi Huaiyu's expression changed repeatedly.

Although not many people outside know the true relationship between him and Madam Feng, she is still his mother. If he doesn't do anything about it in front of everyone today, who knows what kind of trouble it will cause.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and asked, "How much does she owe?"

The scarred man held up a number.

Qi Huaiyu was almost bursting with anger, and suddenly turned his head to glare at Madam Feng.

Feng shrank back, not daring to look at him.

"What, did Young Master Qi not make any money at the Xin residence?" the scarred man sneered. "This little bit of money shouldn't be much to the famous Young Master Qi, right?"

Qi Huaiyu suppressed his anger and ruthlessly took off the jade pendant from his waist. "I didn't bring any silver notes with me when I went out. You can have someone pawn this. That should be enough."

The scarred man gave a signal, and the servant behind him stepped forward, snatched the jade pendant from Qi Huaiyu's hand, and showed it to him.

"Hurry up and pawn it," the scarred man instructed, his eyes fixed on Qi Huaiyu. "The pawnshop is right next door, Young Master Qi, please wait."

Qi Huaiyu remained silent with a sullen face.

He was tricked by Xin Jiuwei at the last treasure appraisal meeting. He was already broke. If he hadn't gained Xin's father's trust and returned to the Xin family, he wouldn't even have a jade pendant to produce today!

Thinking of this, he resented Feng's muddle-headedness.

If things continue like this, he'll end up homeless sooner or later! He has to find a way to make Xin's father believe him again.

Qi Huaiyu was deep in thought with a cold expression, unaware that as the servant hurriedly took the jade pendant and left, he bumped into a man in brocade robes who was entering the room.

The man looked at the scene inside the gambling den, his gaze falling on Qi Huaiyu, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, inside the Xin residence, Xin Jiuwei had just finished talking with her sister and returned to her own courtyard.

She and her sister contributed money to send to Shan'an Hall. Although the main purpose was to cause trouble for Qi Huaiyu, at least it ensured that the children could have enough to eat and drink for the rest of the year, which improved her mood.

Xin's father sent someone to return the Buddhist scripture she had copied. Xin Jiuwei put it down casually and became worried again.

Right now, Qi Huaiyu's matter is a minor issue; the more pressing matter is what she promised Jueming on the mountain.

At the time, in order to save her life and to gain Jueming's trust, she actually lied.

The secret left by the mother is true, and the miracle doctor in Yuncheng is also true.

However, Xin Jiuwei did not know the miracle doctor at all, nor did she know exactly where he was in Yuncheng.

She leaned against the stone table in the courtyard, closed her eyes, and recalled the information she knew from her past life.

Xiao Xun is an unfathomable person. If there is any weakness, it is only the poison brought by this symbiotic Gu.

This poison is unknown; it may never take effect in one's lifetime, but it may also cause death in the next instant.

In desperation, the Emperor used a life-saving Gu poison to protect Xiao Xun, but no one expected that it would also be a death warrant.

In fact, based on the events of the previous life, the poison did not take effect until Qi Huaiyu offered the antidote. Later, until Xin Jiuwei died, there was no news of any abnormalities in the new emperor's body, which should all be attributed to the antidote.

In her past life, Xin Jiuwei only told Qi Huaiyu what she knew, but she never told him how Qi Huaiyu found the divine doctor or how he obtained the antidote.

He had the resources Xin Jiuwei gave him, but when he embarked on his path to success, he abandoned Xin Jiuwei.

No, they didn't just abandon her; they also trampled her and her family to pieces.

Xin Jiuwei opened her eyes.

Even if Qi Huaiyu doesn't know Jueming's secret in this life, how can he guarantee that he won't accidentally get the antidote?

In short, she needs to act quickly.

Xin Jiuwei sat in the courtyard for a while, then called Wang Qing to bring out paper and ink.

Jueming asked her to copy the Buddhist scriptures when they were on the mountain. At the time, she didn't know what they were for, but she realized it when she got home.

It seems that Jueming is at least a person who keeps his promises.

Xin Jiuwei picked up a pen and wrote down her words of gratitude on the paper, intending to express her sincere thanks to Jueming and make him feel that he had won her over and would definitely work hard for her.

Xin Jiuwei couldn't help but admire her own brilliant idea.

—Plop.

She had just finished writing a few lines when a raindrop fell on the paper. Luckily, it landed in a blank space and didn't smudge her writing.

"Miss, it's raining. Please come inside and write." Wang Qing came over to greet her, holding an umbrella.

Xin Jiuwei put away the paper and ink and went inside to finish writing the letter.

Although the paper was damp in one corner, she had already written it, and rewriting it would take more time.

Xin Jiuwei stared at the corner of the water stain, then suddenly smiled, an idea coming to her mind.

She picked up her pen and added a few more sentences after thanking Jueming.

After the ink dried, I carefully sealed the letter and handed it to Wang Qing, saying, "Deliver it to Lingyin Temple after the rain stops—and tell the messenger to look distressed."

"Huh?" Wang Qing was completely confused. "What do you mean, Miss?"

Xin Jiuwei smiled and said nothing, "Just do as I say."

Wang Qing gave an "oh," knowing that her mistress always had her reasons, and went out with the letter in her hands.

Spring and summer rains come and go quickly, just like that day. Soon the rain stopped, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of earth.

Xin Jiuwei sat for a while, then stood up and went to find her father again.

Xin's father had already heard about her and Xin Xiyao's visit to Shan'an Hall and was talking to Xin Xiyao.

Upon seeing her arrive, Xin Xiyao greeted her with a smile.

Seeing her sister's happiness, Xin Jiuwei guessed what was going on and asked with a smile, "Father, does this mean you've agreed to cancel the marriage proposal between my sister and the Xie family?"

“I’ve already sent someone to deliver a message to the Xie family,” said Father Xin. “Wei’er, come here. I called you here today because there’s something else I need to tell you.”

Xin Jiuwei walked over and heard her father say, "I'm getting old and don't have as many ideas as you young people. You're also more familiar with the young people in Yingzhou City. I'll leave your sister's marriage to you."

Xin Jiuwei was taken aback. It wasn't that she hadn't expected it; in fact, it was part of her plan. She just hadn't expected her father to agree so readily.

Xin Xiyao, however, was somewhat amused and exasperated. "Father, I am the eldest sister. How can my younger sister arrange my marriage?"

Father Xin laughed and said, "Look at your little sister, isn't she good enough?"

“I can do it,” Xin Jiuwei quickly replied. “In this family, I’m probably the only one who can do it.”

Her smile was somewhat sly, reminiscent of her former self.

Xin Xiyao shook her head, "I think you're more like my nanny than my sister."

"What are you saying, sister? Are there any nannies as young as me?" Xin Jiuwei said with a grin, moving closer to Xin Xiyao. "Sister, what kind of nanny are you looking for?"