Chapter 205
As the heir of the Marquis's mansion, it wouldn't be difficult for him to drive Duan Huaichuan away from the mansion, but he couldn't drive Duan Huaichuan away from Yunxi's heart.
Thinking of this, Shen Rang became even more agitated.
That night, the two people who were once inseparable found their hearts worlds apart.
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That night, Shen Rang barely slept, while Yun Xi didn't sleep at all, reading through the thick stack of family letters in one go.
In his letter, Chen Zongwen mentioned the recent changes at the private school, saying that the front yard had doubled in size, but the place where his family lived was still the same size, and nothing had changed.
Madam Chen then told her to remember to wear more clothes because of the cold weather and to eat well. She also asked, somewhat awkwardly, whether the Yun family treated her well and whether she missed them.
Just looking at these words, Yunxi could vaguely recall the scene of the two of them writing.
After reading through the thick stack of family letters, Yunxi got up and put them all into a box, then picked up her pen and began to write a letter herself.
A soft knock sounded at the door, and Jixiang's voice came from outside: "Auntie, are you up?"
"No need to come and serve me," Yunxi said.
"Auntie, I know you are sad, but you must also take care of your health."
Jixiang felt guilty all night, thinking that if it weren't for her, things wouldn't have developed to this point. Now that Yunxi wouldn't let her in to serve her, she thought that Yunxi was blaming her, and she felt even more upset.
Yunxi was slightly taken aback.
sad?
She didn't seem to feel anything.
Perhaps before I even had time to grieve, my heart was filled with letters from home.
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Yunxi said. "Tell Doukou to go to the market and buy some fine fabrics, in deep colors, and some needles and thread. I want to make a few purses for the young master myself."
"Also, buy some snacks that can be stored for a while, or some new trinkets, and I'll send them home with the letter later."
Seeing that Yunxi regained her fighting spirit so quickly, Jixiang was pleased but couldn't help but worry about her again: "But Aunt, aren't a few purses too light? Why don't we buy some other things?"
"Need not."
As the heir of a marquis's mansion, Shen Rang had seen all sorts of fine things. Most of the things that could be bought on the street were beneath his notice.
Therefore, Yunxi could only try to win him over with her feelings.
Jixiang dared not say anything more, fearing that she might do something wrong again with good intentions, so she quickly turned around to pass on the message, without changing a single word.
Meanwhile, Yunxi finished writing the letter home in no time. After waiting for Doukou to buy the things, she asked Jixiang to deliver them to the escort agency.
Then, Yunxi began to busy herself with the matter of the purse.
When she was young, she couldn't sit still and wasn't very good at needlework. However, in her previous life, when she was locked in the back room, needlework became a way for her to relieve boredom.
With a piece of cloth and a needle and thread, she embroidered and unstitched and embroidered again until she died, when she was able to embroider decent patterns.
As I picked up the needle and thread again, it felt as if I had returned to that small back room.
Yunxi took a deep breath, cleared her mind of all distractions, and began to gesture.
Yunxi didn't go out all day that day.
During the winter solstice holiday, Shen Rang didn't need to go to the Hanlin Academy. He went to Buweizhai in the morning, carrying a book, but he didn't open it for most of the day.
He sat there in seclusion for an entire day.
As darkness fell, Jingyuan came in to light the lamps.
Seeing that Jing Yuan had come in, made his rounds, and was about to leave, Shen Rang asked, "Is no one coming today?"
Jingyuan subconsciously said, "My aunt didn't come."
"Who asked her?" Shen Rang's tone suddenly turned somber.
Her heart only belongs to her beloved Huaichuan; there's no room for him.
Jing Yuan immediately fell silent.
Shen Rang glanced at the book he had been holding all day but hadn't turned a single page of, and felt even more annoyed.
He raised his hand, casually tossed the book onto the table, and stood up, saying, "Let's go to Liuyun Garden."
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