Leaving the House
After returning to Zhuyuan, Shen Qianyue prepared to rest. It was Jinyu who was on guard at Zhuyuan tonight. Jinyu grew up with Shen Qianyue, and she was different from ordinary maids. She pushed open the door and wanted to say a few words of advice.
"Ma'am, the master's amnesia is only temporary and will heal."
Shen Qianyue leaned on the edge of the bed and read a military book: "Don't say this again in the future. My lord, you just caught a severe cold in Luobing Lake. The loss of your memory is just a rumor spread by the servants."
Jinyu raised her hand and slapped herself: "Jinyu said something out of turn."
Shen Qianyue pulled her over and patted her hand: "I'm fine, you go back and rest."
"yes."
How many eyes are watching the position of the head of the six ministries. The current news is just that he is seriously ill, so Prince Dingwu is acting as the agent. If he loses his memory, the real power will be divided.
Amnesia can be recovered in half a month, one month, one year, or ten years. No one can confirm how long it will take to recover, so the only option is to dismiss him.
Very few people knew that Xie Shangjia had lost his memory. He, the old lady, Prince Dingwu, Jinyu, and a few servants had sent most of the servants back to their hometowns a few days ago for improper service, and gave them a large sum of hush money.
If the former servants spread any rumors from the people again, although they were allowed to return home, their indentures would still be there, and mad slaves who spoke nonsense would be beaten to death.
Now we can hide it for a while, but not forever. We can only pray that Xie Shangjia will recover his memory soon, otherwise there is no solution to this situation.
The next day, when Xie Shangjia opened his eyes, he felt refreshed and full of energy. He sat up with his legs stretched out, lifted his hair and talked to himself.
"As expected of you! Eighteen-year-old Xie Shangjia, youth has no limits!"
Turning around, I saw Shen Qianyue sitting at the tea table with a faint smile.
"I know what you're planning. Although there's a three-month deadline, it's better for you to keep a low profile and not ruin your future."
As he said this, he threw over a set of coarse cloth clothes.
"I found it specially for you this morning." Her voice was flat and no emotion could be heard.
Xie Shangjia took the coarse cotton and linen clothes and felt the texture with his fingertips. To be honest, he had never worn such low-quality material since he was a child.
When I looked closely, I found that there were some damages.
"Chen Qianyue, which servant did you give me?"
Shen Qianyue was wrapped in a plain fox fur coat, which made her look even paler. "Don't even think about leaving the house without it. Come here."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of servants appeared at the door.
Xie Shangjia's mouth twitched: "Chen Qianyue! If you dare to touch me, I will make you pay for it."
Shen Qianyue sat upright on a sandalwood chair inlaid with gold, her soft body covered by an exquisite dress embroidered with auspicious clouds in gold thread and mountains and rivers in colorful threads. When she raised her eyebrows and curled her lips in a smile, her jeweled headdress sparkled in the sunlight, and the tiny beads swayed gently.
"Break his legs for me"
Xie Shangjia was stunned until the servant came to him and tried to pull him up, and then he came to his senses.
"No, are you serious? I'm the owner of this place!"
He seriously suspected that Shen Qianyue was taking revenge on him for throwing a tantrum at her last night.
Shen Qianyue blew a sip of the hot water in the teacup, looking leisurely: "Don't waste your energy, these are all people sent to me by King Dingwu, they will only listen to me."
Xie Shangjia has been pulled up. A real man can bend and stretch.
"I'll wear it, isn't it okay for me to wear it?"
He was almost suffocating. He just wanted to be able to leave the house. It didn't matter what he wore. But he was also a little nervous. If he left the house rashly, he wouldn't remember anything. He was afraid...
Shen Qianyue waved her hand to signal for people to let him go.
"Okay, let's all go down."
Xie Shangjia felt aggrieved, but had to give in, his face full of dissatisfaction.
"I really don't know what kind of magic potion you fed my cold-faced uncle. I gave you all my personal guards."
Seeing his expression, Shen Qianyue brought the tea and walked over to him.
"Today I'll take you to see the lady Miaoyin that I've been thinking about. Pei Miaoyin, please don't be jealous of me."
Xie Shangjia's face flushed and his neck thickened, he was simply angry, and he pushed away the teacup that was handed to his mouth.
"I'm not drinking. I'm jealous of your uncle. How could I be jealous?"
The water stains in the teacup splashed onto the quilt.
Shen Qianyue raised her hand and pinched his chin, pouring all the remaining tea on his face. The teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. She slapped him in the face in response.
"Xie Shangjia, be obedient."
Xie Shangjia was stunned. He refused to drink tea, so how could Shen Qianyue dare to hit him? She held his hands close to him and smelled the faint fragrance from his body. He actually felt very refreshed.
It's an illusion, it must be an illusion, it must be body memory, he is not a masochist.
"Chen Qianyue! I'm so unlucky, you shrew! How could I marry you? It's obvious that you forced me to do it!"
Shen Qianyue sneered: "Whatever you think."
This sentence was no less than a tacit agreement in Xie Shangjia's heart.
"Chen Qianyue, I'm going to find Madam Miaoyin. Don't love me anymore. There's no possibility for us."
Shen Qianyue paused as she walked out the door, her tone calm: "You are free, I respect you."
Xie Shangjia felt empty inside, but he didn't have time to think about it. He casually put on the coarse cloth shirt and just opened the door, he saw Shen Qianyue leaning against the door.
"By the way, where's Li'er?"
Shen Qianyue leaned back in her chair and said calmly, "Prince Dingwu has taken her to his palace and will be sent back tonight."
Xie Shangjia was inexplicably disgusted: "Li'er seems very shy towards him, how can we leave her to his care? There's no one else in the mansion."
Chen Qianyue: "Li'er was very happy when she left today. Prince Dingwu is very good at coaxing children."
Xie Shangjia curled his lips, feeling very unhappy. "I didn't expect that my cold-faced uncle has changed so much. It seems that he has many children in his family. Let's go."
Shen Qianyue: "Did I ever tell you that you can leave?"
Xie Shangjia squatted on the ground, unable to hold back any longer: "Auntie, what on earth are you going to do?"
He didn't give in, he just really had no other choice.
Shen Qianyue kicked the hood on the ground and said, "Put it on."
Xie Shangjia picked it up and took a look. Wow, it was so ugly.
"I don't want it."
Shen Qianyue walked lightly and explained his current situation one by one: "I am the head of the family now. Everyone in the Shangshu Mansion must listen to me. Whether you can go out or not is just a matter of my mouth. If you don't want to wear it, you can continue to stay in the mansion."
Xie Shangjia gritted his teeth and said, "You're so cruel, I'll wear it."
The carriage didn't head towards any grand mansion or historic site. Instead, it meandered and wound its way until it finally stopped at the entrance of a bustling market street, thick with the aroma of food, the smell of cosmetics, and the clamor of the marketplace.
"Get out of the car." Shen Qianyue's voice interrupted Xie Shangjia's observation.
Shen Qianyue took off her fox fur coat and put on an inconspicuous gray squirrel cloak. The wide hood covered most of her face.
Xie Shangjia, who was waiting outside the car, was stunned when he saw Shen Qianyue dressed like this. It was a completely unfamiliar Shen Qianyue with a common air. He frowned uncomfortably.
How could a person like her, who was born into a wealthy family, wear such coarse linen clothes?
Chen Qianyue pulled the silent Xie Shangjia, and like two ordinary people in the city, they silently merged into the crowd.
"We're here."
They stopped in front of a rather grand pawnshop with three large gold-plated characters "Hengchang Pawn" hanging on the lintel. The pawnshop was bustling with people, and the shouts of the clerks and the sounds of bargaining were endless.
Xie Shangjia hesitated a little: "Is she married? Or should we go back? I..."
"No." Shen Qianyue's voice seemed a little vague in the noise.
Xie Shangjia was a little anxious: "I miss Li'er a little bit, I'm afraid of her..."
He had a bad feeling.
Shen Qianyue went in first, and Xie Shangjia grabbed her wrist.
Shen Qianyue sighed: "Since you have made your choice, then come in. We are all old friends, there is no need to be restrained."
Xie Shangjia followed her closely, walked around the noisy crowd, and headed towards the courtyard where the guests were entertained.
"Look at the pavilion in the southeast corner, the woman in the lilac silk jacket and the scarlet gold and kingfisher hairpin."
Xie Shangjia didn't understand, but still looked over as he was told.
A woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, fiddling with an abacus with her head down. She had a plump figure and a pretty face, especially a pair of slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, which showed a bit of shrewdness and sophistication.
The lilac silk jacket set off her fair complexion, and her hairpins decorated with red gold and kingfisher feathers swayed slightly as she turned the abacus. She was adorned with jewels, yet also had a certain air of deliberately added gaudy gaudiness.
Xie Shangjia took a few glances and felt that the woman looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before. He looked at Shen Qianyue beside him in confusion.
Shen Qianyue's gaze fell on the woman, and her voice was as soft as a snowflake falling on Xie Shangjia's ear.
"Xie Shangjia, this is Miss Miaoyin."
boom!
Like thunderclaps from a clear sky, Xie Shangjia felt a buzzing in his head, and all the sounds faded away in an instant, leaving only Shen Qianyue's light words echoing over and over again!
Is this Miaoyin? Pei Miaoyin.
The lively girl who played the pipa with him on the willow bank a few days ago has lost her youthfulness in the blink of an eye and gained the plumpness and materialism of a woman, but the outline of her eyebrows and eyes, and the vaguely familiar posture, are actually her.
What was flying across her fingertips was no longer a pipa, but a golden abacus.
Xie Shangjia was overwhelmed by shock and an indescribable complex emotion. He subconsciously stepped back, wanting to escape everything.
At this moment, Pei Miaoyin seemed to have noticed something and raised her head. Her shrewd and sophisticated peach blossom eyes swept over the two figures in ordinary clothes and hoods with scrutiny.
"You've come to the wrong place. We don't accept people like you here."
Her voice was filled with impatience at being interrupted and a kind of condescending indifference.
Xie Shangjia frowned when he heard that sharp and mercenary voice. Where was the laughter as clear as an oriole singing out of a valley in his memory, and the gentle voice of the woman who played the pipa shyly for him?
Shen Qianyue took off her hood.
"Miaoyin, it's me."
Pei Miaoyin paused fiddling with the abacus, looked up again, her shrewd and sophisticated peach blossom eyes suddenly brightened up amazingly, and she ran towards Chen Qianyue with light steps, holding her hand affectionately, completely ignoring Xie Shangjia who was wearing a hood and had a weak presence.
"Sister Yue, why are you here? Come and try my newly harvested Rainforest Longjing tea."
Shen Qianyue was held by her arm, and a trace of helplessness seemed to pass across her face, but she did not struggle to break free. She just whispered: "I came to see you, and I have something to ask of you."
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