This idea is wrong and too harsh.

Mrs. Fang was silent for a moment.

"Zhenzhen, I was rude. I didn't mean to question you. Don't take it personally." She said, "As for Jinxiu and the others, they didn't know what you were doing and spoke disrespectfully to you, causing you to feel wronged."

"I'm not suspicious, nor do I feel wronged. These things were originally planned. Letting them know the truth will not help the matter at all." Miss Jun said, "It is not necessary to let them know the truth. As long as my grandmother and aunt know, they can decide how to proceed with the whole thing. As for their misunderstanding, they will understand it when the truth comes out in the future."

If it were in the past, I wouldn't have to say this, because Miss Jun would have already started a quarrel with the Fang sisters and servants. Even if I came to apologize and comfort them, she would have turned away and walked out.

People are much more reasonable nowadays.

It seems that death is not bad...

Mrs. Fang thought to herself.

"Also, I think even if this is the case, your enemies are still somewhat suspicious." Miss Jun added, "So my cousin must not let people see that he is getting better all of a sudden, otherwise..."

She casually pulled out a branch of flowers from the table and gently broke it.

Otherwise they would never give her a chance to cure him.

Mrs. Fang looked solemn.

This has caused Chengyu to become a half-human, half-ghost enemy...

"I really want to see him with my own eyes," she said through gritted teeth.

…

When night fell, the maids in the room left on their own accord without Liu'er scolding them.

Time is a cruel thing. After only half a month, the girls' resentment and dissatisfaction were also worn away.

But what can we do?

The maids said that Miss Jun and her servants ignored them. Fang Jinxiu brought people to take care of Fang Chengyu, but was scolded by the maid Liu'er for being shameless.

But Old Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang turned a blind eye to what was happening here.

Silence is support. When family members express their support, what else can others say or do?

When the maids reached the door, Miss Jun also came over. She rarely appeared in front of Fang Chengyu during the day and only came over at night.

This is what is meant by the young master being taken care of by the young mistress in the future.

No matter how carefully they took care of her during the day, it was no match for the torture from the young mistress at night.

The news that the young master had needle marks on his body had spread.

The young master no longer has the strength to even sit up.

The maids lowered their heads and watched Miss Jun walk into the door, which was then closed.

The sound of splashing water rang out. As he was surrounded by water, the familiar stinging pain came over him, and Fang Chengyu closed his eyes.

"How do you feel?"

Miss Jun looked at it with interest and asked with a smile.

Ever since I said that he couldn't hang himself, and then he was thrown into the bathtub, this kid didn't say much. At least he didn't say anything that was deliberately provocative.

"Very well." Fang Chengyu replied kindly, "I feel much better."

Miss Jun sat down by the bathtub and looked at the young man who seemed to be enjoying himself.

No one who is watching can imagine how painful it is.

"Have you been sad these years?" she asked.

Fang Chengyu opened his eyes.

"It's better to be sad than to compare, cousin. I've been like this since I can remember, so I don't feel sad." He said with a smile. With a bit of apology, "So I'm sorry that my answer disappointed you."

This child looks gentle and polite, but every word he says is sharp.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Have you thought about what you will do after you recover?" she asked.

Fang Chengyu shook his head again.

"Cousin, people who don't have a future can't think about the future. Otherwise, they can't survive." He said, sighing, "I'm not as good as you in this respect."

Miss Jun smiled again.

"You kid," she said, and then she felt a little disappointed.

This child was born in misery, seemingly clear-headed but actually miserable. He was tortured physically and mentally. What about his younger brother? He was also wrong because he was born into that kind of identity.

He is still young and knows nothing. His sister has also been excluded from his life, and he doesn't know what kind of person he will be taught.

Miss Jun felt a sharp pain in her heart and she took a deep breath.

Fang Chengyu is right.

"I really shouldn't think too much in the future." She sighed, and then looked at Fang Chengyu in the bathtub, who had closed his eyes and was sinking.

Very good, now I can last longer and longer.

Miss Jun reached out and pulled him out of the bathtub, took off her wet clothes, dried her body, took the golden needle and began to give him acupuncture with full concentration.

When Fang Chengyu woke up, it was noon again. Two little girls were standing in the room. They wiped their tears happily when they saw him wake up.

"Young Master, do you want to eat something?" the maids asked hurriedly.

Fang Chengyu sighed inwardly.

"Young Master, please eat something. Please eat a little." The two maids couldn't help sobbing and persuaded him.

Fang Chengyu didn't say anything, but suddenly his expression froze, as if he felt something was wrong...

"Master?" The maid called nervously, and then thought of something, "Do you want to go to the bathroom? I will serve you..."

Although Fang Chengyu can move his hands, he is basically unable to take care of himself.

According to past habits, it is time to go to the bathroom as soon as I wake up.

The maids hurried to get the night pot, and one of them was about to reach out and lift up Fang Chengyu's quilt.

"No need." Fang Chengyu said, and reached out to hold down the quilt.

The girls were stunned.

"I'll do it myself." Fang Chengyu said.

Do it yourself? Young Master, you can only move your hands and upper body. It would be inconvenient for you to do it yourself, right?

The girls hesitated.

Fang Chengyu had already stood up and stretched out his hand.

"Give it to me." There was some impatience in his voice.

Although the young master was ill, he seldom lost his temper. The maids did not dare to argue and hurriedly handed the night pot over.

If it gets dirty, just replace it, it's no big deal.

The maids thought that at most they would be laughed at by Liu'er. Anyway, Miss Jun didn't like the Young Master in the first place, and if she disliked him even more because of this, it would be a good thing if she didn't bother him at night.

While Fang Chengyu was daydreaming, he had already taken out the night pot.

Didn’t even get the clothes and bedding dirty?

"Go down." Fang Chengyu said, his voice a little dry.

The two girls looked at each other, not daring or willing to disobey the young master, and so they retreated.

Silence returned to the room.

Fang Chengyu lay on the bed with a complex expression on his face, including excitement, surprise, and even knowing ridicule.

This woman indeed had this purpose, or rather, this was the purpose of her grandmother and mother as well.

"Chengyu, do you feel something different?"

Fang Chengyu thought of the questions his grandmother and mother had asked nervously and expectantly the day before.

Where?

As the only male in the Fang family, the only place he can be useful to is right there.

Fang Chengyu smiled, and then the smile slowly faded.

In that case, let's do this, and it can be considered as repaying the blood relationship in this life.

At the end of February, the weather in Yangcheng was still chilly, but many girls had changed into spring clothes. Of course, they were the girls from families that had the money to buy hand stoves and thick tents to warm their sleeves, and who went in and out of places that were as warm as spring with charcoal fires, even in carriages.

Accompanied by the laughter of girls, the door was opened and a group of beautifully dressed young girls walked in.

The girls who were sitting in the room also stood up and took it.

"Yanyan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Everyone gathered around Ning Yunyan who walked in and sighed.