Chapter 119 Ying'er visits to express her gratitude

Lian'er led the person to the main hall. After they were seated, Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.

Even though she had seen many fine things in the Wei family, none of them were as impressive as what she saw here, which was luxurious yet elegant and beautiful.

Just like that lady.

Just as she was pondering, the beaded curtain rustled, and a woman with cloud-like hair, a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, walked out gracefully, surrounded by two pretty maids.

Ying'er rose and hurriedly bowed, "This servant greets Madam!"

When Ji Shu saw that it was her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She knew that Pei Yanzhi had not made things difficult for her, but she did not expect her to come to her door.

She nodded and smiled, gesturing for the other person to sit down. "Chunzhi, serve tea."

Then she turned her head and asked softly, "Miss Ying, what brings you here today?"

Ying'er bit her lip. "Actually, I set off back to Kangzhou this afternoon. I came here today specifically to thank you, Madam."

She looked up at Ji Shu, a bitter smile on her lips, "If it weren't for you, my lady, I still wouldn't understand what's so special about this grand mansion that makes people want to linger."

Hearing that she was leaving, Ji Shu was quite surprised. She had thought that during her time at the Wei residence, she must have loved Wei Ziming very much because she cared so much about him.

I just didn't expect...

Ying'er seemed to see through her thoughts and said softly, "I only got to know the young master because my family was in financial difficulty at the time. If we had some money to tide us over, my parents wouldn't have been unable to get through the winter."

Her eyes were clear: "Now that I see you, my wife, I realize how foolish it was to entrust my fate to someone else."

Ying'er looked at her gratefully: "I am truly grateful to you, my lady, for saving me from this dire situation."

Ji Shu shook her head. "Actually, you saved yourself. If it weren't for your help, I might still be trapped there. In the end, I should be thanking you."

"Now that you have your own life, I'm happy for you."

He turned to Chunzhi and instructed her, "Go and fetch some silver."

Ying'er quickly stood up, her eyes already red and swollen: "I can't accept this. My lady has already helped me a lot. Besides, I have saved up quite a bit of money in the Wei family, which is enough for me to return to Kangzhou."

Ji Shu stepped forward, took her hand, and wiped the corner of her eye with a handkerchief: "It is not easy for a woman to live in this world. Now that you have returned to Kangzhou, if you do not have gold and silver on you, I am afraid it will be even more difficult for you to establish yourself."

At this moment, Chunzhi lifted the curtain and entered, presenting a tray containing a money bag.

Ji Shu took the letter and placed it in Ying'er's hand. She then said to the two of them, "Kangzhou is not far from Chongzhou. I am writing you a letter. If you do not have a place to stay after you arrive in Kangzhou, go to the Ji residence. That is my ancestral home."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "If you want to be independent, you can find someone, Madam Rui of Furong Pavilion, and tell her that I sent you."

"She will definitely take good care of you!" he said, patting the back of her hand.

Qing'er knelt down with a "plop" and kowtowed several times: "Thank you, my wife, thank you, my wife!"

Chunzhi quickly stepped forward and helped the person up.

Ying'er's tears, which she had just stopped, started falling again. She had complained that the world was too unfair to people, but she never expected to encounter such kindness in this cannibalistic place.

She took a step back, as if about to kneel on the ground. Ji Shu was shocked and quickly went to help her up.

Ying'er choked with emotion, "I will remember your great kindness and virtue for the rest of my life, and I will never forget it until I die."

Ji Shu quickly helped her up and said softly, "I'm not helping you so that you'll remember my kindness. It's just that we're both women, and since we're destined to meet, helping you is just a small favor."

But it was because of your simple act that I was given a new lease on life.

After Ying'er sat down, she wiped the tears from her face. "Does my wife know anything about that man?"

Ji Shu frowned and looked at her. Ying'er explained, "Wei Ziming!"

A hint of disgust flashed in Ji Shu's eyes; she only regretted not being able to kill him with her own hands.

Ying'er saw her reaction clearly. If it weren't for Marquis Yan, she, a concubine who betrayed her master, would probably have been drowned in the pond last night and dealt with quietly.

They might not even leave behind a corpse.

A mocking smile played on her lips as she looked at Ji Shu and whispered, "I heard last night that he was carried back. Not only was his leg broken, but his private parts were also cut off. The worst part is... his tongue is gone too."

Ji Shu suddenly raised her eyes to look at Ying'er. Her face, which had been calm, suddenly felt a chill spread through her body.

Ying'er nodded solemnly and told her that it was true.

She murmured to herself, "How...how could this be?"

Yesterday she said she would break his leg, how could it be that overnight he not only couldn't have sex, but also lost his tongue? He couldn't help but feel breathless.

Ying'er's expression was solemn as she slowly said, "Rumors are circulating in the Wei household that... either he offended someone, or the Marquis has done something wrong..."

"Until I left the manor today, I heard that the man still hasn't woken up. I suppose he lost too much blood and was seriously injured. Yesterday, the Wei family even invited all the doctors in the city."

"When they left, they all shook their heads and said that it was a blessing to have survived."

Ji Shu could no longer hear what she was saying. A chill ran through her heart. She thought of last night when he came back with a slight smell of blood on him. He said he had interrogated the villains so late at night.

I felt something was off about him right away. Could it really be him?

Ying'er came today for two reasons: first, to thank her, and second, to tell Ji Shu the exciting news; however, she noticed that Ji Shu's face showed no joy.

I felt a little uneasy, afraid that I might have said the wrong thing.

Fortunately, Ji Shu quickly regained her composure and said with a smile, "The wicked get their just deserts, and he only has himself to blame."

Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief and continued talking about other things. After Ji Shu handed her the letter, Ying'er took her leave.

After leaving the mansion, Ying'er turned back to look at the character "纪" on the plaque.

They secretly vowed to repay the kindness of today one day, and the master and servant rode away in the carriage.

After Ying'er left, Ji Shu returned to her room. Thinking back to when she rejected his advances that morning, although he didn't say anything, his expression was certainly not pleasant.

She instructed Chunzhi to close the door and bring over the prepared medicine for her injuries.

Unbuttoning her clothes and belt, and pulling down her underpants, one could see a clear and obvious wound on her inner thigh, left by Ji Shu in the Wei family's library.

Chunzhi looked at the conspicuous scar on Xue's skin. It was a mark left at the Wei residence. No medicine was applied at the time, and now it had left a mark.

Ji Shu carefully applied the medicine and reassured Chunzhi, "It's alright, it's already scabbed over. In a few more days, apply the tissue-regenerating medicine for about ten days and the marks will be invisible."

Chunzhi said with heartache, "My lady, why did you hurt yourself so badly that day? With such a deep wound, I wonder how heartbroken the Marquis would be if he saw it?"

Ji Shu finished dressing and whispered, "He doesn't know what has happened to me these past few days. He just thinks I'm locked up inside. If he finds out..."

What made her choose to hide it was that the wound was in a hidden place. How could she explain it? Would he believe her if she did?

I couldn't help but think of what Ying'er had said. If he had known, he certainly wouldn't have acted this morning. But if he didn't know, how could he have been so ruthless to Wei Ziming?