"It seems Fourth Brother really hates me. Mother, I'm sorry. If I hadn't taken Zhiyu's identity, she wouldn't have ended up in the countryside, without any upbringing, and even dared to lay a hand on her elders." Shen Jinshu lowered her eyes in despair, clutching the handkerchief in her hand tightly, on the verge of tears.

Mother Shen withdrew her gaze, sighed deeply, and gently patted the back of Shen Jinshu's hand with a hint of comfort, "You're just a child, it's not your fault."

If she felt guilty towards Song Zhiyu because of Shen Yanxi's words, she now feels more helpless.

It seems she hasn't raised her children well.

Comforted, Shen Jinshu's expression improved. With teary eyes, she looked at her mother and said pitifully, "Mother, it's so good that you're still willing to accept me. It's just that I'm afraid my fourth brother won't be able to forgive me."

"Sister-in-law, look how you've spoiled Yanxi. You haven't even raised your daughter properly. Which matriarch in the capital is as useless as you?" Shen Ru stood aside and made sarcastic remarks. Over the years, she still hadn't changed her habit of belittling her mother.

However, Shen's mother was weak-willed and did not want to argue with her, so she let her say a few words.

But Shen Ru was always taking advantage of others' kindness. When her mother ignored her, she became even more aggressive, belittling the mother and her children without any restraint, as if she wanted to vent all the anger she had just suffered.

"Aru, they are your nephews and nieces, don't speak so harshly." Madam Shen was displeased, but her weak nature meant that her words lacked any power, and at least Shen Ru didn't take her seriously.

A hint of disdain flashed in Shen Ru's eyes. She really didn't know how her elder brother could have taken a liking to this woman. She was weak and easy to bully, and she didn't have the slightest bit of the aura of a noble lady. No wonder her elder brother kept a woman outside.

Ye Rou walked forward with a charming smile, leaning close to Shen Ru in a rather intimate manner. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "Aru, sister... no, madam. Madam is right, why bother arguing with the two children?"

Ye Rou's words were much more effective than Shen's mother's; at least Shen Ru was willing to give her face, only snorting twice before falling silent.

Shen Yanxi is, after all, her own nephew. She may be angry, but she wouldn't actually harm him.

But Song Zhiyu, that unacknowledged little vixen, was someone she hated with a passion; she would never forget being beaten like that.

*

Resurrection Hall.

"Miss Song, I will have someone prepare the herbs you requested as soon as possible and deliver them to your residence in three days." The manager of Huishengtang said respectfully, smiling as brightly as a flower at Song Zhiyu.

This girl was not only Li Yuanshou's niece, but also Liangyue Divine Physician, whom their Huishengtang had been trying to win over. Naturally, they would grant her every request and serve her with utmost care.

Song Zhiyu had just obtained a large quantity of Tianxing Grass from the manager of Huishengtang, and before she had even stepped out of the pharmacy, Lu Bai rushed over, his face frighteningly pale.

"Miss, something terrible has happened! Lord Pei and General Su have gone missing!"