Fuqiu looked like she was about to cry, and explained with a trembling voice:
"Miss, no matter how I called you just now, you didn't wake up. The Second Miss has been waiting for you in the yard for quite a while.
Besides, the Second Miss doesn't seem to be in a good mood, so you should pretend to be sick and stay away."
Although she didn't know why Song Fu came to see her, avoiding conflicts was not her style.
Shen Jia got off the bed and said to Fuqiu beside him:
"When the enemy comes, we will fight him with our generals, and when the water comes, we will block it with earth. You should first do my hair and makeup so that I can meet guests."
However, knowing the young lady's situation, Fuqiu did not dare to neglect Song Fu. She combed her hair into a simple but polite bun and finally pinned it with a white jade hairpin.
"Miss, all right, go out and meet the second lady."
Shen Jia took a closer look at her makeup and hair. The maid's skills were really good, so she gave her an appreciative look.
Then she moved lightly. She wanted to see what important matter had made Song Fu rush to her yard the night before she was about to leave the Marquis' Mansion.
As soon as I went out, just by looking at the number of teacups in front of Song Fu, I knew that her anger must have reached its peak.
But that's not a big deal.
As soon as Shen Jiaren appeared in the yard, the others started to make small movements as if they had seen a savior.
Song Fu also noticed the slow pace of the person coming, and she said, holding back her anger,
"Sister, your nap is really long. It's really hard to keep me waiting."
Shen Jia's expression did not change at all because of her anger. Instead, he gently gathered her hair with his fingers.
He asked casually, "I wonder why my sister is so anxious to come to my yard?
I'm a little tired this morning, so I'll take a little longer nap."
Then he walked and stopped three steps away from Song Fu.
After hearing this, Song Fu became even more upset. She suddenly stood up and stared at her.
I thought: This Shen Jia actually dared to bring up what happened this morning!
Not only did he push me into trouble yesterday, but he even dared to tell lies and slander the Third Prince's feelings for me.
If it weren't for the secret guards arranged by the Third Prince, he would still be kept in the dark.
She was afraid that she would have a disagreement with Tan Lang, so she pretended to know nothing and mentioned what happened in the morning.
If it weren't for maintaining her own image, she would have wanted to tear off this fake face.
The voice was unstable and questioning:
"I wonder if my sister still remembers what she said to Dad this morning?
I have already verified this with Tan Lang, and he said he just happened to pass by yesterday, and nothing like what my sister said happened at all."
Obviously, if she didn't get an answer from Shen Jia, she would immediately report the matter to Marquis Changle.
Shen Jia was not panicked even when his words were exposed. This budding love between people with unequal status could not withstand the slightest wind and rain.
Anyway, Song Fu couldn't ask the other party for confirmation.
The corners of Shen Jia's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was mocking Song Fu's arrogance.
"Do you really believe it, sister?
Since you believe it, there is no need to rush to come to me. Wouldn't it be better to tell your parents directly?
And do you think the Third Prince will marry you as his principal wife?
A man's sweet words can be harmful! "
While talking, Shen Jia kept getting closer to Song Fu, and he even said the last sentence directly into her ear.
Seeing that the two were not getting along, the maids and servants did not dare to get too close.
Song Fu was probably the only one who heard these words.
The bamboo leaves in the yard rustled in the wind.
Song Fu's mind went blank after hearing this. In fact, this was also the reason why she had never dared to express her ambiguous relationship with the Third Prince in front of other people.
Shen Jia actually spoke out the most secret things in his heart, and maybe other people around him would hear it.
Why did she give up her parents who raised her for more than ten years?
She would never allow anyone to look down on her status and think that she was not worthy of the Third Prince.
After Song Fu came to her senses, she became furious and embarrassed.
"Shen Jia! You..."
Before he finished speaking, his hand was raised high, and it looked like it was about to hit Shen Jia in the face.
Just when it was about to touch Shen Jia's face, a voice of stopping suddenly came from the courtyard gate.
"stop!"
Song's mother, who originally wanted to observe secretly, felt that the situation was about to get out of control, and immediately spoke out to stop Song Fu's inappropriate behavior.
Shen Jia's face must not be in danger, fortunately she spoke out in time.
Mother Song grabbed Song Fu's hand and said, "It's okay for sisters to quarrel over something, but fighting is absolutely unacceptable.
Even if I let you go today, your father will not be kind to you."
After scolding her, he tapped Song Fu's forehead lightly with his finger, showing a look of disappointment.
Chalk it all up to a little conflict between sisters.
Then she smiled and said to Shen Jia, "Jia'er, as an older sister, I believe you will be more tolerant of your younger sisters' mistakes, right?"
Pick up something high and put it down gently. If you want to leave without leaving anything behind, you should also ask yourself whether you agree to it.
Shen Jia didn't say anything more, but just nodded with red eyes, indicating that he had no objection to Song's mother's arrangement.
But today, so many people saw Song Fu trying to hit him, and if he didn't give in, her reputation would probably get worse.
Sure enough, Shen Jia's surrender did not satisfy Song's mother.
Instead, he showed an expression that said, "Why are you so ignorant?" and his tone was no longer gentle.
"Jia'er, you are the eldest daughter of the Marquis' Mansion. If you don't have this much tolerance, how can you help your mother manage the affairs of the Marquis' Mansion?"
It sounds like who wants to control it?
Now the operation of the Marquis' Mansion depends entirely on the dowries from Song's mother and sisters-in-law, and they are also subject to control in every way. Whoever wants to do it can do it!
However, Shen Jia did not show it on his face, and instead mentioned that he would be leaving the Marquis' Mansion tomorrow.
“I heard that when my sister first arrived in Shengjing, the whole family was crowded into a two-story courtyard. I guess the situation in the mansion was not very good.
My sister will be leaving tomorrow, and I don’t know if she can get used to the Shen Mansion. Speaking of which, I’ve never been away from my mother for such a long time.”
Now, Song's mother and Song Fu were both very angry at Shen Jia's shamelessness. The implication of his words was that he wanted some supplementary support. Even if he moved into the Shen Mansion, he wanted the conditions of the Marquis' Mansion.
Song's mother, who has always been stingy, originally didn't want to agree, but after hearing her say that this was the only way she would agree.
He glanced at Song Fu again and said with a smile:
“How difficult is that?
Tomorrow, your mother will take away all the things you are used to, and you can also take one or two of the maids and servants to serve you."
Shen Jia, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally, had no reason to continue.
"That's not what my daughter meant. Since you are worried about her living conditions, I won't refuse.
However, as for the maids and servants, my daughter can just bring her most beloved daughter, Qi'er. Maybe the Minister's Mansion cannot accommodate so many maids and servants.
And since my daughter was coming back soon, I left them to clean the yard and get some popularity.
If my younger sister likes it, she can move in directly and wait for my older sister to come back and reunite with her."
Even if she could get some benefits, she didn't want to be known as someone who asked for things.
Just throw a bait to Song Fu and see if she will take it?
Sure enough, after hearing the last sentence, Song Fu's anger turned into joy. Who could have known how depressed she would be when she returned to the Marquis' Mansion and had to live with several illegitimate children.
She had never experienced this kind of situation before even in the Shen Mansion.
I have long been dissatisfied with Shen Jia living alone in a yard.
After hearing Shen Jia's words without leaving any tail, Song's mother was so angry that she fell backwards.
Why does it feel so bad that the things that I used to be proud of in front of other ladies are now being used against me?
However, she had no objection to letting Song Fu live in this courtyard. Her own daughter should enjoy the best of everything in the mansion.
Shen Jia was willing to give it up obediently to save her from having to talk too much.
But the result was not bad. Mother Song did not want to stay here any longer, so she took Song Fu's hand and said:
"Jia'er, pack your luggage first. Mother will come and see you off tomorrow morning."
Then he turned around and left. The originally crowded yard suddenly became empty, and the air seemed a lot fresher.
Shen Jia finally revealed the smile he had been holding back for a long time and took a deep breath.
"Did you hear what Madam said?
I need to get started and pack up all the things I'm used to."
These maids and old women in the yard really can't be helped unless urged.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a tinkling sound in the yard.
Shen Jia looked at Fuqiu beside him and said:
"Come with me, I have something important to tell you."
Pulling Fuqiu, he hurried into his room, looked at the various jewellery on the dressing table and said:
"Fuqiu, are you someone I can trust?"
Although Fuqiu didn't understand why the young lady said that, from the moment the young lady rescued her from the human traffickers, she made up her mind that her life in this life would belong to the young lady.
"Of course, my life belongs to you, young lady."
After saying that, he swore to heaven that he was truly loyal.
Shen Jia patted her shoulder and motioned for her to sit down.
"Then tonight the two of us will put away all the valuables in the room. Don't ask why, just listen to me.
Fuqiu, I know you still have many questions, but I will tell you everything later."
Fuqiu, who was always obedient, stood up immediately and said, "Miss, I will listen to you.
Your monthly allowance is only five taels, which is of little use, so I have saved it for you.
There are now about five hundred taels in total, and there is also a box of other gold, silver, jade and jewelry.
It's not much, but you can definitely live a good life in the Minister's Mansion."
Words alone were not enough. He directly opened a small mechanism under Shen Jia's dressing table, and inside were more than a dozen silver bills, which amounted to almost five hundred taels.
As for jewelry and other things, there is only one box.
Shen Jia also stuffed all the calligraphy and paintings, books, and small ornaments in the house into boxes, waiting to take them away tomorrow.
Now the room can be said to be bare.
This was not enough. Taking advantage of the quiet of the night, Shen Jia quietly called Fuqiu to his side and whispered softly in her ear.
In the meantime, Fuqiu's expression changed from confusion to shock, and finally to seriousness.
He said to Shen Jia, "Leave it to me!"
Then he fell into a deep sleep on the couch in the house.
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