Su Qingyu snorted and said unhappily, "Father, there's no need to ask any more questions. Just do as I say."
Su Chengye pointed at Su Qingyu, furious.
"You unfilial daughter, is this how you threaten your own father?"
"If this gets out today, I wonder how you'll be able to marry into the Shen family even if your reputation is ruined."
Su Qingyu didn't get angry either, but simply asked, "They say a father is kind and a son is filial. Is your father kind? If you're not kind, how can I be filial to you?"
"Father, if you want to spread the news, go ahead. The worst that can happen is that our entire mansion will be ruined. But then I'll have to trouble you and spend more than ten years in the Ministry of Justice prison."
Biological father? The father-daughter relationship between them disappeared completely the moment she died in her previous life.
Su Chengye finally left the Bishui Pavilion with a grim face. Perhaps it was because of his anger, but he fell ill after returning.
In the blink of an eye, it was mid-March.
Lin was busy all day preparing Su Qingyu's dowry. She set aside a part from her own dowry and used another part of her money to buy it.
Su Qingyu seldom went out. With only two months left before her wedding, she still had a lot of needlework to do.
Pearl was afraid that she would damage her eyesight from overwork, so she only allowed her to do needlework by the window during the day and was not allowed to touch it at all at night.
As Su Qingyu was finishing up her cuffs, she asked Zhenzhu, "Have you delivered the things I asked you to deliver to Qingyinyuan?"
The Su family's entire house is divided into two parts. The east courtyard is where the main house and the old lady live. The west courtyard is divided into two large courtyards: Qingyin Courtyard and Yixia Courtyard.
Qingyinyuan was where the third branch of the Su family lived before leaving Beijing.
Pearl replied, "They've all been delivered. After the ornaments and calligraphy and paintings were added, the room immediately looked different."
"The young lady is so nice to the third master and the third lady." Pearl said again.
Su Qingyu thought to herself that it was because Third Uncle deserved her kindness.
In her previous life, my third uncle returned to Beijing to celebrate my grandmother's birthday. He seemed to have sensed that she was not happy in the Shen family. Before leaving, he repeatedly told her to send him a letter if she had any difficulties.
Over the next year or so, whenever my third uncle sent someone back to Beijing to give my grandmother holiday gifts, he would also send her a letter of greetings and Suzhou's local specialties.
At that time, she was of no value to her uncle. She could see that her uncle treated her as a close junior and loved her dearly.
On the other hand, her second uncle and second aunt, who had been speaking sweet words to her before, revealed their true colors.
Halfway through the You hour, the setting sun hanging on the corners of the green brick and tile eaves gradually faded away.
Su Qingyu put away her needlework and planned to have dinner with Lin.
Before she had changed her clothes, Feicui walked in hurriedly.
"Miss, the third young lady is back and is at the door."
Su Qingyu was stunned for a moment. Su Yihui was back? What was she doing back?
"Don't let her in, send her back to Jinghui Temple directly." Su Qingyu said coldly.
Jade turned and went out, and came back in after a while.
"Miss, the Third Miss was welcomed back to Songhe Hall by the old lady's people."
Su Qingyu was about to go to Ziwei Garden for dinner when she stopped and asked, "Oh? Do you know why?"
Feicui said, "The Third Miss brought back a transfer order, transferring the Second Master from Qianzhou back to the capital."
Su Qingyu didn't go to Ziwei Garden, but went straight to Songhe Hall.
How could Su Yihui, who went to Jinghui Temple to cultivate, still obtain her second uncle's transfer order? Did she return with the transfer order so that she could return to the Marquis' Mansion?
Su Yihui went to Jinghui Temple alone, and not even a maid could follow her. So Su Qingyu had no idea what happened to her in Jinghui Temple.
As Su Qingyu walked to the door of the main room of Songhe Hall, she heard the old lady and Su Yihui talking and laughing in a very intimate manner.
"Third sister is back?" Su Qingyu smiled and walked in.
After entering the room, he took a few glances at Su Yihui. He saw that she was wearing a brand new Shu-forged silk jacket and skirt, and a red gold hairpin inlaid with gems that was newly made by Fanjinlou in the spring.
Su Qingyu understood, it seemed that Su Yihui had found a backer.
After Su Qingyu paid her respects to the old lady, Su Yihui stood up and bowed to her, and then the two sisters sat down with their own thoughts.
After Su Qingyu sat down, she turned to look at Su Yihui, "Third sister, are you homesick? I've already asked the kitchen to prepare the feast. Let's have a good meal. Eat early, and I'll send someone to take you back early."
"We agreed to practice in front of the Buddha. My third sister left suddenly. Please don't blame me, Buddha."
Su Qingyu said this with a pious look on her face.
Su Yihui remembered what she and that man had done in front of the Buddha, and her face suddenly turned red.
The old lady was holding a piece of paper in her hand with a smile on her face.
After hearing what Su Qingyu said, the old lady said, "Yihui will not go back. She will prepare for the wedding at home."
"Whose family did grandma choose? Did they decide so quickly?" Su Qingyu asked.
Getting married soon? She wanted to see which great Buddha could get the transfer order from her second uncle.
My second uncle is currently a fourth-rank deputy commander of the Qianzhou Guard, commanding troops under the Duke of Wei. If I want to transfer my second uncle to the capital, I can't go through the Ministry of War; I need the Duke of Wei's approval.
Could it be that Su Yihui was asking the old Duke for help? Su Qingyu quickly dispelled the thought in her mind. The old Duke didn't seem to be confused about this matter.
Just as I was pondering this, I heard the old lady say, "It's the prince of the Duke of Wei. Didn't his wife pass away last year? He wants to marry your third sister as his second wife."
A smile suddenly appeared on Su Qingyu's lips. Zhao Ji, the prince of Weiguo Mansion?
Su Yihui is still good at selecting people, so it’s not surprising that Zhao Ji was able to get the transfer order from his second uncle.
Zhao Ji was the eldest son of the Duke of Wei and the only heir left by his late wife. The Duke of Wei's wife who had come to the Su family last time was Shen Zhixiu's aunt and the Duke's successor.
She remembered that in her previous life, Zhao Ji did not remarry, but took in many beautiful concubines.
She was a little curious. Su Yihui had just broken off the engagement with the Xu family. How did she get Zhao Ji to marry her as his second wife at this time?
In other words, what bargaining chips did she have that made Zhao Ji want to remarry?
She didn't believe that Zhao Ji wanted to marry Su Yihui just because she was pretty. In his previous life, all of Zhao Ji's concubines were stunningly beautiful.
Su Qingyu smiled, "Third sister is so lucky, this is really a good marriage."
Su Yihui checked the time, stood up, and said to the old lady, "Grandma, I still need to send this transfer order back to the prince. He said he would send someone to Qianzhou overnight, and in a little over a month, my second uncle will be able to return to the capital."
The old lady had a loving look on her face, "Go quickly, and let the servants follow you so that you don't get bumped into."
After Su Qingyu returned to Bishui Pavilion, she asked someone to quietly call Lin Er to the side hall.
"Uncle Lin, please ask Auntie to go to Jinghui Temple for me and ask about Su Yihui's situation there."
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