The princess had to stay in Youzhou to recuperate from her injuries. When Su Huaiyue learned about this, she plunged into the Beauty Pavilion and devoted herself to researching new products.
In the past few days, she has been spending the whole day with various spices and herbs, trying to develop a new formula that can improve the skin, in order to divert her attention from the princess's affairs.
In a quiet residence in Youzhou City, the princess half-leaned on the soft bed, the bandage on her leg still conspicuous.
After this period of recuperation, her complexion is much better than when she was injured, and her originally bloodless cheeks have gradually become a little rosy. However, she still has difficulty moving and needs careful care.
The sunlight outside the window shines through the carved window lattices, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of tranquility to the house.
The princess looked at the scenery outside the window boredly, her thoughts drifting away involuntarily.
She remembered how focused and serious Su Huaiyue was when he treated her injuries. Every movement was gentle and cautious, as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.
And when they talked about everything, Su Huaiyue's novel ideas and interesting stories added a lot of different colors to her life.
"It would be great if Sister Su were here, she could talk to me." The princess murmured softly.
Then, she turned to the maidservant beside her and said, "Go, send someone to invite Miss Su to come here to reminisce and chat, and tell her that I miss her very much."
The maid took the order and left, arriving at the Meiyan Pavilion soon. After finding Su Huaiyue, the maid bowed respectfully and said, "Madam Wei, Her Highness the Princess has invited you to her residence to reminisce about the past. She said she misses you very much."
Su Huaiyue frowned slightly, feeling a little conflicted.
She thought of what the princess said that night, and the grudge in her heart was still there. She really didn't want to have too much contact with the princess anymore.
After thinking for a moment, she smiled politely and said to the maid, "Please tell Her Royal Highness that I'm busy researching new products and can't spare the time. I hope Her Royal Highness will understand."
After the palace maid left, Su Huaiyue continued with the work at hand, but she felt a little annoyed.
She kept stirring the spices in front of her, but the image of the princess sending someone to invite her kept appearing in her mind.
There was also the image of Jing Wenxuan lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, and Jing Zhiwan kneeling on the ground crying.
In the eyes of imperial power, the suffering and sorrow of the people seem to be just a toy for fame and fortune.
A few days later, the princess sent someone to invite Su Huaiyue again.
This time, it was the same palace maid who came to deliver the message. She said respectfully, "Miss Su, Her Royal Highness the Princess said that although her injuries have improved recently, she is feeling depressed. She especially hopes that you can go and chat with her."
Su Huaiyue sighed helplessly, an apologetic look on her face, and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm at a critical stage in my research on a new product, and I really can't leave. Go back and tell Her Royal Highness the Princess that I'll definitely visit her when I'm done with this."
The palace maid took the order and returned to the princess's residence, reporting Su Huaiyue's reply to her truthfully.
After hearing this, the smile on the princess's face disappeared instantly, and a trace of sadness and loss appeared in her eyes.
She sat quietly on the couch, silent for a long time, her fingers gently stroking the bedding beside her, as if thinking about something.
"Forget it, since Miss Su is busy, don't bother her anymore." The princess said softly, her tone full of helplessness. After a while, she seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to the palace maid and said, "Get me the glass hairpin from my luggage."
The palace maid quickly brought a glass hairpin. The hairpin shone softly in the sunlight, and the exquisite carvings were lifelike. It was obvious at first glance that it was of great value.
The princess took the hairpin and gently stroked it, her eyes filled with reluctance, but she still said, "Give this to Miss Su and tell her that this is just a simple token of my consolation. I hope she won't be too busy. Also, tell her not to tire herself too much and take care of herself."
In Youzhou City, after Zhao Dechang was punished, he left behind a lot of urgent matters to be dealt with.
Wei Che was well aware of the complexity of the situation. In order to ensure a smooth handover of subsequent affairs in Youzhou and provide the people with a stable living environment, he and Jing Wenxuan rushed between various government offices every day.
Wei Che originally wanted to sort out all the affairs by himself and put them aside in categories. When Jing Wenxuan had rested, he could deal with them directly, which would be much more convenient.
But when Jing Wenxuan learned that Wei Che was going to help him deal with these things, he refused to lie down and do nothing, and insisted that Jing Zhiwan act as a middleman to help deliver the documents to the room for him to see.
Therefore, the following scene appeared in the county government office: Wei Che was running back and forth, followed by Jing Zhiwan, who was filled with hatred and resentment. Her arms were piled high with files, and she was in great pain.
Early in the morning, before the first ray of sunlight fully illuminated Youzhou City, Wei Che had already appeared in Jing Wenxuan's room holding the account book.
One person sat at a table piled with account books, and another person lay on a bed piled with account books, carefully checking every account.
Wei Che frowned, his eyes fixed on the densely packed numbers on the account book. Sometimes he picked up a brush to make some notes on the side, and sometimes he whispered to Jing Wenxuan.
"There's something strange about this account, the numbers don't match, we have to check it carefully." Wei Che said, pointing to a place in the account book.
Jing Wenxuan nodded in agreement, and then the two began to look through the previous records, trying to find out where the problem lay.
At noon, after a simple meal, Wei Che rushed to the Public Security Office without stopping.
At this time, the atmosphere in the Public Security Office was somewhat tense, because after Zhao Dechang's minions were purged, there was a brief period of chaos in public security management.
Wei Che discussed the rectification matters with the sheriff and proposed a series of measures, including strengthening patrols and establishing a reporting mechanism.
Wei Che said seriously: "Public security is related to the peaceful life of the people. We must restore order as soon as possible so that the people can live in peace."
In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the streets and alleys of Youzhou City, and Wei Che came to the place where the people gathered again.
They talked with the people, listened to their demands and soothed their emotions.
Wei Che said to an old man affectionately, "Don't worry, old man. There will be no more people who oppress the people. We will work hard to make Youzhou better and better."
The people nodded one after another, their eyes full of anticipation for the future.
In this way, Wei Che was very busy every day and was not in the Meiyan Pavilion for three days or two.
Wei Yunrou knew very well that her fifth brother would devote himself to his work and often forget to eat and sleep.
She looked at Wei Che, who was getting thinner and thinner, and was very worried, afraid that he would starve to death.
So, Wei Yunrou decided to do something for her brother.
She came to the kitchen early, personally selected the ingredients, and carefully prepared a meal box.
I saw her cutting vegetables and cooking, she was busy and having a lot of fun.
"Fifth brother likes this dish the most. I have to make more." Wei Yunrou said to herself while cooking.
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