"Smack!"
A crisp slap rang out, and the person kneeling on the ground didn't dare to put up any resistance, trembling as he awaited Lord Yun's wrath.
"Fool!" Lord Yun slammed his fist on the table with a deafening roar, causing Aunt Zhao's body to tremble violently.
Yun Zihan pouted and stood in front of her mother, saying, "Dad, please be reasonable!"
“My mother didn’t even touch that little girl, how could she just faint like that… Such a young child, maybe she’s just weak, she might die at any time…”
"Shut up!"
Lord Yun nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his raised hand ultimately didn't fall. He was half-dead with anger, yet still couldn't bring himself to hit his precious son. His face was as black as ink: "If you don't want to live, don't drag your whole family down with you! If Marquis Wenyang hears this, be careful he doesn't stab you through the neck!"
What a fool!
Yun Zihan was unwilling to accept it, but his mother kept tugging at his clothes from behind, so he had no choice but to give up.
Lord Yun was easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force. Yun Zihan's silence and Aunt Zhao's scolding were seen as signs of weakness in his eyes. He took a few breaths, then his worries returned: "Who in the capital doesn't know that the Su family's youngest daughter is pampered by the whole family? She fainted at our house today; no matter the reason, I'm afraid they won't let it go easily. Mei Niang, have someone prepare generous gifts; I'll go to the Marquis of Wenyang's residence to apologize right now."
Yun Zihan muttered reluctantly, "Where is there any money left at home?"
"If we don't have money, it's still because you, you spendthrift son, squander it all!"
Knowing he was in the wrong, Yun Zihan dared not utter another word. Lord Yun glared at Aunt Zhao: "Go and prepare!"
The mother and son looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness. "Yes."
I feel like I've been scammed!
Don't bother Lord Yun to come and apologize; the Su and Yun families have already come looking for us.
Qiuqiu was always strong and loved watching the excitement, so the moment she closed her eyes, Dongxiao, who was on the same wavelength as her, knew that her young lady was about to cause trouble again. What could she do but cooperate?
Taking advantage of the chaos, Dongxiao quickly gave Fang'er a wink. Fang'er wasn't stupid; she secretly sent her close friend out to deliver a message. After the madam was placed under house arrest, Aunt Zhao had been tyrannical in the Yun household, beating and killing many servants. Everyone harbored resentment, and the messages passed on from one person to another were increasingly serious.
From the initial instruction to tell the Marquis's mansion that Qiuqiu had been wronged in the Yun mansion, it was told to the Marquis's steward that their young lady had been knocked unconscious by Aunt Zhao of the Yun mansion. When it was relayed to the General's mansion, it was told that Aunt Zhao, a member of a distant branch of the Yun family, had beaten Qiuqiu to the point of being in critical condition.
The specific language had been altered several times, and Lord Yun was unaware of it. However, the sword held to his neck told him that if he did not give the Su and Yun families an explanation for this matter, he would die here.
"Uncle, let's talk this out. I am Yunsheng!"
"You're a fucking animal, you're not even good enough!"
Lord Yun froze: "Uncle, why are you swearing at me..."
General Yun, still as sharp as ever, wielded the Minglong Sword with fierce power, declaring, "If anything happens to my little Qiuqiu, I'll show you that I can kill as well as curse!"
Lord Yun thought that if his beloved concubine were to be grabbed and threatened like this by his uncle, she would surely die. So he remained silent and took all the blame, saying, "Grandson swears that my little aunt is absolutely not injured!"
"What happened then?" General Yun grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in front of him, demanding an explanation. "Wasn't it your concubine who hit you?"
Lord Yun said in a low voice, "He just fainted."
Fainting is no small matter!
General Yun refused to let the matter rest. Although the two families following behind him were also angry, they still stopped the furious General Yun, saying, "Let's go and see how Qiuqiu is."
General Yun snorted coldly, released his grip, and let Lord Yun fall to the ground. "Lead the way!"
News of General Yun's outburst had already reached the backyard, and Aunt Zhao didn't dare show her face. It would be easy for them to beat her to death! But she was truly innocent; she hadn't touched a single hair on that ancestor's head!
But now she's lying unconscious in the Yun residence, and even if she had a hundred mouths, she couldn't explain herself.
Yun Zihan, acting as if nothing was wrong, ate sunflower seeds and took a sip of her cold tea. "Mother, what are you worried about? If the sky falls, Father and I will take care of it for you."
Aunt Zhao knew her son's true worth, and tapped his forehead with a hint of annoyance: "If you stop making me angry a few times, I can live a few more years!"
Yun Zihan pressed Aunt Zhao into a chair and began to fawn over her, massaging her shoulders. However, his words also reminded Aunt Zhao that when the sky falls, someone always has to hold it up…
"Zihan, take the key and release the First Madam. Let her deal with the people from the Marquis's mansion. Tell her that as long as this matter is resolved, we'll ask the Master to reconsider that wretched girl Yun Xiangling's marriage."
Upon hearing this, Yun Zihan immediately panicked, and the force in her hands became unpredictable, causing Aunt Zhao to howl in pain, "You little brat, how could you abuse your mother with such delicate skin like this?"
Yun Zihan had something on her mind and didn't have time to cheer up her mother. She only focused on refuting, "We can't give in on Fourth Sister's matter. Mother, if we can't pay back the money, Master Zhao will really make a big fuss about this."
“Master Zhao is the Second Prince’s maternal uncle. If you offend him, how will his son ever amount to anything and be able to support you in the future?”
He owes Zhao San far more than this; if other things are exposed, he'll suffer a terrible fate.
That matter must never be known to a third person!
After all, he was her own son. Yun Zihan immediately noticed anything unusual about him and asked anxiously, "Zihan, tell your mother the truth, is there something you're hiding from us?"
Without even thinking, Yun Zihan denied it: "Mother, what could I possibly be hiding from you! I already promised you that as soon as this matter is resolved, I will get married immediately and give you a big, healthy son to continue the Yun family line."
Aunt Zhao took Yun Zihan's empty promises and actually thought her son was a child who could establish himself as soon as he got married. She didn't even bother to find out how bad Yun Zihan's reputation was, and she was still dreaming of finding him a girl from a good family to be his wife.
"I only said I'd consider it, I didn't say Yun Xiangling could refuse to marry. Are the Marquis's mansion and the General's mansion people we can afford to offend? Listen to your mother, let's first persuade the First Madam to put in a good word for us."
Upon hearing the names of the Marquis's Mansion and the General's Mansion, Yun Zihan immediately cowered and said with a forced smile, "Mother is so clever, I'll go right now!"
Lord Yun was determined to protect Yun Zihan, that good-for-nothing, even disregarding his wife's reputation. Madam Yun's letters to her family were also blocked; she was so anxious she couldn't sleep all night, and her hair was falling out in clumps. In just a few days, she lost a lot of weight.
"Zhao San is a beast! My Xiangling absolutely cannot marry him. Granny Su, can you think of a way to send a letter to the palace and ask someone for help?"
Granny Su opened a small crack in the door to peek outside. Seeing that no one was around, she whispered to Madam Yun, "Miss Qiuqiu has fainted from anger caused by Aunt Zhao. Now the Marquis's Mansion and the General's Mansion have come knocking on our door. Aunt Zhao will definitely come to beg you for help. You can ask Madam Hou to pass a message to Consort Yun. Consort Yun can then plead with the Empress, and Miss Qiuqiu will be saved!"
Madam Yun knew what was going on. "I know what's going on."
"What do you know?" Yun Zihan pushed open the door, laughing wildly. "I advise the First Madam not to harbor any improper thoughts, otherwise..."
"You know what you should and shouldn't say later."
As soon as Yun Zihan left the house, she completely forgot what Aunt Zhao had said. She immediately started showing off her petty triumph and even dared to threaten the wife of the principal wife.
Madam Yun gritted her teeth, thinking of her poor daughter, and had no choice but to agree.
"As long as you and Aunt Zhao show mercy and release Xiangling, I'll still have some face left with General Yun!"
Aunt Zhao: Chirp chirp, when can our Zihan log off?
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