Chapter 41 Is this acceptable?
The thunder outside grew louder and louder, as if it were exploding right next to one's ears.
Li Nanke was stunned by Zisu's words before getting out of bed.
"What happened?"
Li Nanke sat up from the covers.
Another flash of lightning illuminated the room, making Zisu's face appear pale.
She turned around, bent down, and laboriously dragged in a huge basket.
The snow eagle lay in the basket, its feathers soaked through, looking listless.
Upon seeing Li Nanke, her two wet eyes brightened slightly, and she let out a pitiful sob.
"Snow Eagle!"
Li Nanke jumped off the bed, ran over in a few steps, and grabbed a towel to wipe its fur.
What's wrong with it?
Zisu said, "It probably wanted to come in to find the girl, but the gatekeeper didn't recognize it as Prince Xuan's dog and didn't control his strength, hitting it on the leg with the stick."
Fortunately, there was a young boy named Xiaoshun in the gatehouse who had a good relationship with me and secretly sent Xueying in.
"I had Uncle Zhang from the carriage and stables examine its leg injury. There's no bone broken; it'll heal in a few days."
Li Nanke breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to rub Xueying's head.
“There’s a dog hole on the west side of the back door of my house. Be smart and crawl in through there next time.”
Snow Eagle's eyes widened.
"Woof woof woof".
Li Nanke now understands Xueying very well.
When it protests, it usually barks three times.
When you agree, just call out twice.
She pointed to Xueying's legs dangling in front of him.
"Is it this leg that's injured?"
"Woof woof".
She gently touched it and saw that Xueying only curled up slightly, guessing that it was not seriously injured.
"The consequence of not crawling through the dog hole is getting beaten up. Fortunately, Old Wang, who guards the gate, is old and doesn't have enough strength in his hands."
"If it were any other servant, your legs would have been broken."
"Woof woof woof!"
Li Nanke chuckled, amused by its defiant look.
He then instructed Zisu, "Sister Zisu, go and tell Old Wang first thing tomorrow morning that he hit Xuan Wang's dog, and punish him by hitting the hand with a stick to injure that hand."
He added, "Give that servant boy named Xiao Shun a tael of silver. If there's anything going on at the gate in the future, have him let you know."
Zisu nodded in agreement.
The girl is being punished and rewarded, and she's becoming more and more like a little adult.
Li Nanke cupped Xueying's face in his hands.
"I've avenged you, are you satisfied now?"
Snow Eagle squinted and nuzzled her palm with its head.
"Woof woof".
Li Nanke dried the snow eagle's feathers and played with it for a while.
Seeing that its left front leg was slightly curled up, it ran very nimbly on all three legs and darted onto the soft couch in an instant.
It seems the injury wasn't serious.
Zisu looked worried. "If Prince Xuan finds out that Xueying is injured, will he be angry and blame you, Miss?"
The young lady had barely escaped from King Xuan's clutches; if she were to be blamed again...
Li Nanke chuckled, "Just don't let him know, okay?"
Zisu: "Can this be kept secret? Unless..."
Unless Snow Eagle doesn't go back.
Li Nanke followed Zisu's gaze to Xueying, and smiled as she touched her forehead to it.
"Would you like to stay at my house for the next few days? I'll prepare meat for you every day, and um, I also have a gift for you."
Snow Eagle: "Woof woof."
Li Nanke clapped his hands.
"Alright, Snow Eagle agrees. If it doesn't go back, King Xuan won't know!"
Perilla...
Is this okay?
"Don't worry, Sister Zisu. I don't think Prince Xuan is as bad as the rumors say, otherwise I would really have been fed to the snow eagle."
Zisu thought for a moment and then smiled.
"This servant, Bai Chang, is so old, yet I haven't thought things through as clearly as you, Miss. You are truly amazing."
Li Nanke hugged Xueying and nodded with a grin.
"I also think I'm pretty awesome!"
In her dream, she experienced eighteen years of life, as if she had suddenly gained a pair of wise eyes, and could now understand many things that she couldn't understand before.
In her dream, when she was first bought by the Prince Xuan, she was so frightened that she trembled all over and dared not serve him at all.
As soon as King Xuan stretched out his hand, she shrank back and knelt on the ground.
King Xuan snorted coldly, "Useless thing, drag him away and behead him."
She fainted on the spot from fright.
When I woke up again, my head was still firmly pressed against my neck.
Later, King Xuan did not mention beheading her.
And then...
Li Nanke fell asleep while holding Xueying.
She slept exceptionally well that night.
The next morning, the Song family sent someone to invite Song Yi back.
"Master requests that the eldest young lady return to the manor immediately, as there is something to discuss."
Thinking about what happened at the Bianjing government office yesterday, Song Yi tidied up and took Zilan back to the Song family.
As soon as I entered, I was greeted by an angry roar.
"Kneel down!"
Vice Minister Song sat at the head of the table, his face ashen and his expression furious.
Song Yi's legs trembled, and her long-standing fear of her father made her knees buckle instinctively.
With her knees bent halfway down, she suddenly remembered the promise she had made to her daughter in her muddled mind.
She wants to be a useful member of the family.
Her knees slowly straightened again. She tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart and looked up at Minister Song.
"I don't know what I did wrong to make my father so angry."
When Minister Song saw that Song Yi did not kneel down as he had expected, he was stunned for a moment, then became even angrier.
"How dare you ask? Don't you understand the principle of not airing your dirty laundry in public? It's just a small matter of money, couldn't you have come to our house to ask first?"
"You even went so far as to cause trouble in Bianjing Prefecture! You've completely disgraced the entire Song family!"
Vice Minister Song slammed his hand heavily on the rosewood table, making the teacups and lids rattle.
"Do you know how many colleagues mocked me when I left the office because of you?"
"Li Mu spends his days admiring flowers and walking birds, neglecting his duties. This time, his dereliction of duty has already implicated me, and now you've gone to the yamen over the dowry."
"Can't you two have any shame? Do you think being ashamed is something to be proud of?"
Thinking of his colleagues' sarcastic remarks and his superiors' tactful greetings, Vice Minister Song became even more furious.
“I am the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, yet my family is in court over a few taels of silver. Where do you expect me to put my face in the Ministry of Rites?”
Even the Minister of Rites came to ask me if I could handle the family affairs. It's all your fault, you wretched daughter!
Song Yi clenched her fists tightly, but still couldn't control herself and silently shed tears.
Although she had expected her father to scold her, she still felt upset and aggrieved in the face of such an angry rebuke.
She was so upset that her tears flowed uncontrollably.
It's always been like this, from childhood to adulthood.
She had a conflict with her younger brother and sister, and her father scolded her for being immature and not knowing how to give way to her younger siblings.
My younger brother and sister are sick, and my father stays by their bedsides, pressing his forehead against theirs with worry and gently comforting them.
When she fell ill, wanting a word of concern from her father, she imitated her younger sister and said in a spoiled tone, "The medicine is bitter, I can't take it."
What she got in return was a disdainful scolding from her father.
"You can't even take your medicine, you're really useless. Can't you set a good example for your younger brother and sister?"
She will always remember how disappointed she felt at the time, and how she forced herself to swallow a whole bowl of bitter medicine while pinching her nose.
Then he took the handful of candied fruit that Song Hui handed him, stuffed them all into his mouth, and looked at his father with longing.
I thought I would get a word of praise from my father, but he just nodded indifferently.
Then, gently stroking Song Hui's hair, he praised, "Hui'er is so wonderful; she even cares about her older sister now."
Sometimes, her father would even call Song Hui by her name.
She reminded her father, feeling wronged, but he only responded with an impatient turn and walked away.
Song Yi didn't understand before, and thought that she was not good enough to win her father's favor.
Only now do I realize that not all parents can treat their children equally.
Some parents are just naturally biased!
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