Chapter 11: Imitating the Beauty
Liu Jinshu struggled desperately, and in the dim candlelight she saw clearly that the man who was pinching her neck was her usually gentle and refined brother, Su Yanqiu.
"Second brother... Second brother, let go!"
Her face turned red from being pinched, and she stretched out her hands to try to pry Su Yanqiu's hands apart, but Su Yanqiu pinched her tightly, as if to suffocate her.
At this point, she realized that the man in front of her was more dangerous than she had imagined.
“Let go…let go!”
Her voice was unusually sharp.
Su Yanqiu was afraid that the noise in the ancestral hall would attract Old Madam Su, so he threw her to the ground without mercy.
"I've already told everyone not to enter this ancestral hall without permission. Why are you here?"
"If you continue like this, I will have my mother send you back to Yongzhou, and you will have to live a hard life in Yongzhou for the rest of your life."
Liu Jinshu fell to the ground, gasping for breath. Her red and swollen eyes stared at Su Yanqiu, her voice filled with tears: "Second brother, I am your biological sister, why do you treat me like this? Second brother...what is in this ancestral hall?"
Su Yanqiu turned around and glared at her fiercely, "This is not something you should ask. If you are really that curious, then you will only end up dead."
Liu Jinshu lay on the ground, lowered her head and sobbed: "Jinshu will not ask any more questions."
"But since I returned from Yongzhou, my second brother has never come to see me once. Instead, he looks at that bitch who impersonated me differently. How can I not be jealous?"
Su Yanqiu's handsome brows furrowed slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at Liu Jinshu lying on the ground. Suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You've only been here for a short time, and you're already so impatient. How can you replace her in the future?"
"Jinshu, mother told you to behave yourself and follow Yuheng around and imitate her carefully, but what else can you do besides being jealous? Are you hoping that your plan with mother will be exposed and that it will bring disaster to the entire Su family?"
He slowly squatted down, his cold gaze falling on Liu Jinshu, his voice cold and terrifying: "If you want to be the fourth daughter of the Su family in an upright manner, then listen to Second Brother and never come to the Su family ancestral hall again, otherwise Second Brother will not mind killing you and turning you into a human pig."
A strange look suddenly appeared on the man's gentle face, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Liu Jinshu was so scared that her eyes widened and her body trembled slightly. She shrank back and her voice trembled.
"Brother, I am your biological sister. You can't kill me. You can't kill me. I won't come here anymore. You can't kill me."
Su Yanqiu stood up expressionlessly, glanced at her, and said coldly: "If you want to save your life, remember what my second brother said. Otherwise, if you give up halfway through your studies, mother will not let the Qingfeng Immortal Doctor leave the mountain, and then you will have no choice but to return to Yongzhou."
"I don't want to go back to Yongzhou." Liu Jinshu choked.
"I don't want to face that gambler uncle. He will do anything for gambling."
Su Yanqiu sighed quietly, "Since you are afraid of returning to Yongzhou, then imitate Yuheng well."
After he finished speaking, he left the Su Family Ancestral Hall without looking back.
Liu Jinshu was extremely frightened. She glanced at the thing on the table that looked neither like a Buddha nor a ghost, and heard hoarse cries for help drilling into her eardrums. She quickly got up from the ground and went to the west wing of Fangfeiyuan.
The next day, the sky was just getting light.
Su Yuheng was still sleeping in the master's room of Fangfei Courtyard when the maid Bai Lu came in from outside.
"Miss."
"What happened?" Su Yuheng asked.
Bai Lu walked in, closed the door to the wing, and walked up to Su Yuheng, whispering, "I heard from Sister Tianshuang that my cousin did secretly go to the Su family ancestral hall yesterday. When she came back late at night, there was a red mark on her neck, and she was mumbling to herself, saying something about not killing her."
Su Yuheng frowned slightly and then stood up from the couch.
"Could it be that Second Brother has noticed something about her?"
Now that the enemy has been alerted, I think Su Yanqiu will strengthen the defense and wait for the right time to move the things in the Su family ancestral hall to another place.
She had to find a way to have someone keep an eye on the Su family ancestral hall. There was definitely something fishy going on with this hall.
However, judging from the current situation, Liu Jinshu should know what kind of person Su Yanqiu is.
Moreover, Su Yanqiu will become more and more disgusted with Liu Jinshu.
It is better to let them fight each other than to let their deep brotherly love lead to them conspiring to kill her.
Su Yuheng sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, and thought of the scene in her previous life when Su Yanqiu personally cut off her meridians.
She vaguely remembered that the long sword in his hand was given to him by her personally, and it eventually became the sharp blade that killed her.
"Bai Lu, please let me know when my second brother leaves the house."
Bai Lu nodded: "Yes, Miss."
At noon, Liu Jinshu came to the main wing again to look for Su Yuheng.
Su Yuheng sat on the couch, looked at the pink-dressed woman who came in, and said with a smile: "I taught you how to hold a fan yesterday. Did you learn it?"
Liu Jinshu was a little surprised for a moment. Yesterday, she was only concerned with observing Su Yuheng's clothes and appearance, and did not seriously learn how to hold a fan.
She walked in, forcing a smile on her face, and said, "Cousin, I've almost learned how to hold a fan. How about you teach me how to draw my eyebrows?"
Su Yuheng stood up from the dressing table and looked back at Liu Jinshu: "Since cousin said you can hold a fan, why don't you hold a fan yourself and show us all."
"Bai Zhi."
"Miss." Bai Zhi walked in.
Su Yuheng sighed softly: "Bring a round fan to my cousin."
"Yes, miss."
After a while, Baizhi brought in a round fan. The fan was very delicate, with a peony embroidered on it and inlaid with pearls.
Liu Jinshu took the round fan in her hand, examined it carefully for a moment, and said, "Cousin, this round fan is really beautiful."
Su Yuheng said calmly, "This dough fan was given to me by my brother. Since my cousin said she learned how to use the fan yesterday, why not show her how to do it."
Liu Jinshu nodded, picked up the round fan in his right hand, and imitated Su Yuheng's way of holding the fan, even imitating Su Yuheng's facial expressions.
She was born ordinary, but she acted shy, which looked very awkward.
This caused the two maids in the side room to cover their hands and laugh.
"My cousin, your movements and expressions look so awkward. This seems to be what our young lady usually does." The maid Bai Zhi covered her mouth and chuckled.
"This reminds me of an allusion."
"What's the story?" Liu Jinshu asked.
Bai Zhi laughed and said, "She is just imitating someone else."
"Baizhi, shut up! If you say another word, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Su Yuheng deliberately scolded Baizhi.
"Although my cousin's fan-holding technique was incorrect, her demeanor was well-controlled."
Liu Jinshu held a round fan in his hand and looked at the two maids in the side room who were covering their mouths and laughing, while his other hand clenched slightly.
She really wanted to kill the talkative Bai Zhi.
Seeing that Liu Jinshu didn't say anything, Su Yuheng continued, "Cousin, I didn't teach you to hold the fan like this yesterday. You're holding it wrong."
Liu Jinshu's face flushed red, and she felt quite dissatisfied. She quickly said, "Isn't it the same when my cousin holds a fan? Why am I wrong?"
Su Yuheng smiled and said, "Because my own way of holding the fan is also wrong."
"But the fanning movements I taught my cousin yesterday were not like this. I taught her how to fan according to the way the ladies of the upper class in Beijing used to do it. Not only did she not learn it, she even copied my incorrect movements."
"I don't know, does my cousin want to learn the etiquette of the capital, or does she want to imitate me?"
Su Yuheng's words startled Liu Jinshu. She forced an awkward smile and said quickly, "Cousin, you misunderstood me. How could I imitate you?"
"My cousin is so beautiful. If Jinshu imitates her, wouldn't that be humiliating? I hope my cousin will continue to teach me the etiquette of the capital."
Su Yuheng raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Of course I will teach you, but I'm afraid I can't teach you anything else today. I can only teach you how to hold a fan."
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