Chapter 88 No Saving
Yu Zixuan didn't think there was anything wrong with his double standards. He didn't even think he was being hypocritical. He just felt that Yu Zhiyi was changing the subject: "Stop interrupting me. I'm just asking you, are you going to help Sister Jiaojiao or not?!"
Yu Zhiyi said coldly, "I won't help."
"You!" Yu Zixuan was furious, pointing at Yu Zhiyi's nose and yelling, "Yu Zhiyi, do you have any conscience?"
"Oh, I see. You still hold a grudge against Sister Jiaojiao. You hate that she came back and took away your affection!"
"You're an ungrateful, ungrateful wretch!"
"I really regret it. If I had known you were such a vicious person, I would have advised my parents to throw you out..."
Snap!
Loud applause rang out in the quiet room, piercing the eardrums like thunder.
Zheng's face turned pale, while Yu Zixuan covered his slapped cheek, his eyes blazing with malice: "Yu Zhiyi! How dare you hit me!"
Yu Mingquan finally managed to push the wheelchair in, and as soon as he entered, he saw this scene. He hurriedly sped up, saying, "Zixuan, shut up!"
Then he looked at Yu Zhiyi: "Yi'er, don't be angry..."
Yu Zixuan: "? Third Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? We're the ones who should be angry!"
Yu Zhiyi withdrew her hand with a cold face and stared at Yu Zixuan's face for a long time without expression.
This person, with his狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious/hideous) expression, was no longer the kind and sunny boy she remembered.
The younger brother she once cherished was ultimately sent away by her own hands.
Yu Zixuan felt uneasy under the gaze, and his anger subsided considerably. He retreated warily, asking, "What trick are you planning to pull now?"
Yu Zhiyi lowered her eyes, clinging to the last vestige of her attachment to this person.
"Yu Zixuan, of the eight people in the Yu family, including Yu Jiaojiao, anyone can say a few words to me, but you are the only one who cannot. Because you owe me!"
"This slap today is just a small warning. If there's a next time... I'll show you what good manners and politeness are!"
She flicked her sleeve, put one hand behind her back, and looked at Madam Zheng indifferently.
Zheng was already frightened by the sudden change. When she saw Yu Zhiyi looking over, she was inexplicably a little scared, fearing that her seemingly crazy daughter would also come over and beat her up.
Yu Zhiyi naturally wouldn't hit her, but said with a blank face, "I will not do anything to deceive the emperor, and you shouldn't plan to use such methods behind my back. Otherwise, when we need to confront His Majesty, I will tell the truth."
"Yu Jiaojiao, I can't save her... and I don't want to."
She turned and left.
As he passed by Yu Mingquan, his wrist was grabbed.
Yu Mingquan looked worried: "Yi'er, they were just confused for a moment. Third brother apologizes to you, please don't be angry."
Yu Zhiyi paused slightly, then pried his hands away: "Third Brother, you can come to the Prime Minister's residence to find me in the future. If you want to heal your leg, I will help you."
When the last finger was pulled from her wrist, Yu Zhiyi left the Yu residence without lingering over the cool, warm touch.
"This is outrageous! This rebellious daughter!"
There was no trace of kindness or weakness left on Zheng's face, only utter disgust.
Yu Mingquan was used to his mother's change of expression. He frowned and said, "Mother, it was you who made the mistake. We shouldn't have involved Yi'er."
“She saved His Majesty’s life, so it’s the most suitable and fastest way to save your sister.” Madam Zheng calmly analyzed, “Even if she fails, His Majesty will consider the life-saving grace and won’t do anything to her, much less take his anger out on our Yu family.”
Yu Zixuan also looked at Yu Mingquan with reproach: "Third brother, why do you always take that ingrate's side? Don't forget, Jiaojiao is your own sister!"
Yu Mingquan had heard these words many times. He pinched the bridge of his nose and wearily maneuvered his wheelchair away from Zheng's house.
Just as he was about to disappear around the corner, he heard Yu Zixuan's excited shouts from inside the house: "Mother, I have an idea!"
He shook his head.
In his view, this was simply a case of the family desperately seeking any treatment.
Although the younger sister couldn't explain how she knew about the assassination, as long as she wasn't really involved in the assassination, the Dali Temple couldn't easily convict her.
At most, they'll just let her stay in jail a few more days.
My younger sister's biological father is the Minister of Revenue, and her husband's family is the Duke of Yong. No matter what, His Majesty will weigh the matter before making a decision.
After all, once the Dali Temple insists that Xiaomei was involved in the assassination attempt, then both the Ministry of Revenue and the Duke of Yong's mansion will be suspects.
At that time, the consequences will be much greater.
Furthermore, the Imperial Guards are also investigating the matter of who is in charge behind the scenes. As long as they find out who is behind it, they can exonerate Xiaomei.
Even if all else fails, they still have Aunt Yu Fei...
No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see any reason to involve Yu Zhiyi.
He suddenly remembered what Yu Zhiyi had said before she left, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
His legs...
There's no hope left.
No matter how insightful Yi'er was, there was no way she could cure his leg.
After all, this requires medical skills, not mystical arts.
Meanwhile, in Madam Zheng's room, Yu Zixuan was excitedly talking animatedly: "Mother, do you still remember Doctor Chunyu?"
Zheng's mind raced: "Divine Physician Chunyu? Of course I remember."
The Divine Physician Chunyu was a renowned doctor in the Great Sheng Empire, known for his ability to revive the dead and heal the wounded; there was no disease he could not cure.
A few years ago, Yu Zixuan was not as clever as he is now; he was mentally challenged and his intelligence was stuck at the level of a five or six-year-old.
Everyone says he's a fool.
His life was already miserable enough, but to make matters worse, he had a vicious foster sister named Yu Zhiyi. That woman took advantage of his mental incapacity and secretly abused him. The worst time, she beat him until he passed out and didn't wake up for seven whole days!
Fortunately, Jiao Jiao went to great lengths to find a renowned doctor and luckily encountered the legendary physician Chunyu, who was traveling abroad.
The legendary doctor arrived at the Yu residence and cured Yu Zixuan.
From then on, Yu Zixuan was finally able to live like a normal person.
Recalling the past, Yu Zixuan felt unlucky: "No wonder they say Yu Zhiyi is an ingrate, she almost killed me. If I hadn't been lucky, the grass on my grave would be several meters high by now."
Madam Zheng sighed, "Yes, I never expected her to be so ruthless."
Yu Zixuan snorted: "What's even more outrageous is that afterwards she actually took credit for my recovery, saying that she cured me. It's absolutely ridiculous!"
He immediately waved his hand: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, it's bad luck."
“I have heard that the Empress Dowager is now delirious, and her symptoms are very similar to mine. Since Physician Chunyu was able to cure me, he can surely cure the Empress Dowager as well.”
"If the divine physician we invited cures the Empress Dowager, and we say that the physician only came because of Sister Jiaojiao, His Majesty might be so pleased that he releases her."
Zheng's eyes lit up: "This method... might work."
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