She bowed to Jiang Zilin and said, "I heard that the prince often skips dinner, and I was worried that he might get sick from overeating, so I specially prepared some medicinal food. I wonder if Master Jiang could help bring it to the prince?"

Jiang Zilin waved his hand and said, "I won't do such a thankless task. If you want to deliver the medicinal food to your good prince, go in person."

Fang Qingyue frowned awkwardly, "I do want to, but...is it inappropriate for me to enter the Inspectorate?"

"What's inappropriate?" Jiang Zilin smiled. "Maybe Shen Yuhan has been busy all day. Seeing you come over, that coffin face can still smile a little. Come with me."

As he said this, he walked towards the Inspectorate.

Fang Qingyue hesitated for a moment and hurried to catch up.

Seeing a woman following Jiang Zilin, the doorman wanted to stop her, but he didn't dare and could only turn a blind eye and let her go.

Jiang Zilin brought Fang Qingyue all the way to the study where Shen Yuhan was on duty, and pushed open the door and walked in.

Fang Qingyue opened her mouth, but had no choice but to follow him in.

Then Jiang Zilin said with a smile: "Shen Yuhan, I didn't expect that you, with your grave face, actually meant it. Look, the young lady from the Fang family has sent you some medicinal food."

Shen Yuhan looked up from the official documents and saw Fang Qingyue. His brows could not help but furrowed. "You are a concubine, how can you come to a place like this?"

Fang Qingyue couldn't help but tighten her fingers around the handle of the lunch box.

Jiang Zilin walked over and gently patted Shen Yuhan's shoulder: "How can you talk like that? The young lady was cowering at the door and wanted to entrust her with something to bring in. Not only did you not appreciate it, but you also scolded her. What's the reason?"

"If I could get this virtuous woman, I would definitely take her into my house and not just keep her as a concubine."

"Get out." Shen Yuhan said impatiently.

He was just worried that Fang Qingyue came to see him for other purposes.

There is a lot of information in the Inspectorate that ordinary people cannot know.

Fang Qingyue carefully placed the food box on the table, looked up at the expression on Shen Yuhan's face, and said cautiously: "I just heard that the prince rarely eats dinner in the Inspectorate. Doing so might hurt his stomach, so I thought of sending some medicinal food over to help the prince recover."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuhan's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

He always felt that the exchange between him and Fang Qingyue was an exchange of interests, but he never thought that Fang Qingyue would specially send him medicinal food.

Jiang Zilin laughed loudly and patted Shen Yuhan's shoulder gently: "This little beauty really cares about you. Don't make random assumptions about her in the future. Now that she has been sent, I will leave first."

After saying that, Jiang Zilin left the study.

Fang Qingyue stood aside, looking ready to serve Shen Yuhan at any time.

"Please sit down." Shen Yuhan raised his eyes, said something, and opened the lunch box.

The food in the lunch box immediately spread out in front of him, with a rich aroma.

Thinking that Shen Yuhan's stomach might not be very good, Fang Qingyue made some medicinal foods that were easy to digest.

The dishes are delicious and mouth-watering.

Shen Yuhan was a little surprised and looked up at Fang Qingyue: "Did you do all this?"

"Yes." Fang Qingyue sat opposite Shen Yuhan somewhat stiffly, applying slight pressure with her fingertips on the table.

"Let's sit down and eat together." Fang Qingyue brought too many things. Shen Yuhan was used to eating twice a day, so even if he had dinner at night, he ate very little.

The two of them sat facing each other in silence, finishing the medicinal food. Fang Qingyue then put away all the dishes and chopsticks.

She looked at Shen Yuhan's face and said carefully, "Song Xiaoya is not really pregnant. I don't know why she is pretending to be pregnant."

"I understand." Shen Yuhan nodded and said, "I will send someone to investigate this matter. Don't confront her head-on for now. Although my brother hates Shen Qiunian for bringing shame to the Shen family, he will definitely value Shen Qiunian's flesh and blood very much."

Even though having a child out of wedlock brought shame to the Shen family, as long as Song Xiaoya was pregnant with Shen Qiu Nian's child, he would be biased towards her for no reason.

If Song Xiaoya really put the blame for the miscarriage on Fang Qingyue, even he would find it difficult to protect her in a legitimate way.

Hearing this, Fang Qingyue felt relieved.

She thought Shen Yuhan wouldn't believe her: "I will be careful about this matter."

As a result, the relationship between the two of them became much closer.

After a few days, the Fang family's ancestral home was finally renovated.

The weeds and gravel growing in the ancestral house were cleared away, and the road, which was originally covered with mud, was paved with gravel.

The dry well in the yard was sealed, covered with a thick layer of soil, and planted with many kinds of precious flowers.

As for the dilapidated doors and windows and damaged walls, they were also repaired.

It doesn't look like a house that has been abandoned for many years.

Fang Qingyue returned home from the clinic and felt refreshed.

She returned to her boudoir and found a piece of paper stuck on the back of the door. It was Shen Yuhan saying that he would come to Fang's house.

In order to welcome him, Fang Qingyue went to the market to buy some things and planned to decorate the old house.

She entered the study carrying a large bag of things and looked around.

The study was extremely tidy. The person who renovated it just swept away the dust and cleaned it, and did not touch anything else.

Fang Qingyue took out the books from the cloth bag, intending to fill the gaps on the bookshelf.

When it reached the top of the bookshelf, the books that were clearly of the right size could not be squeezed in, and instead protruded out.

Fang Qingyue felt something was strange, so she took the book down, moved the armchair over, and stood on it to take a closer look.

That part was obviously shorter than other places on the bookshelf.

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