Su Qingyu recognized the voice as that of Mr. Yan Sanye, and she turned to look at him.
I don't know when snowflakes started falling outside, and a little snow was stained on my black cloak.
When he looked at Su Qingyu, he nodded slightly, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"Zhi Xiu, you are not dead?"
Old Madam Shen's sorrowful voice sounded behind Su Qingyu, causing her to freeze in place.
Then everyone from the Shen family came forward, surrounded the man, and started crying and asking questions.
Crying, sounds of comfort, and various questions mixed together.
Su Qingyu stood there motionless, staring at him in a daze.
He is actually the third master of the Shen family, Shen Zhixiu?
So he wasn't dead at all?
No, he had never appeared in his previous life. There was no such thing as resurrection from the dead. Did he die in the northwest in his previous life? This time, because of her words, he escaped.
What about her marriage where she doesn't have to serve her husband and can live her life as she pleases?
Although being alive is a good thing, Su Qingyu felt that her perfect plan was disrupted.
She has been a vegetarian for two months, copying scriptures and performing rituals. What kind of thing is this?
After Shen Zhixiu comforted Old Madam Shen, he realized that Su Qingyu was still in a daze.
He coughed lightly and said, "Mother, please sit down first. I'll take care of things here first."
When he spoke, he glanced at Shen Zhao with a cold look in his eyes.
Shen Yue bent down with a handkerchief in her hand to comfort Old Madam Shen who had just cried bitterly, and she herself was also in tears.
Old Madam Su was persuading and saying comforting words.
The others were either sitting or standing, each with their own thoughts.
Shen Zhixiu took off his cloak and handed it to Wen Zhu, then sat down below the two old ladies.
“I ran into the eldest lady of the Su family in the Jieyin Hall before, and I didn’t see what Shen Zhao said.”
"Chen Zhao, tell me again, what happened?"
A maid brought in some hot tea again, and Shen Zhixiu picked up the teacup and took a sip.
A trace of struggle flashed in Shen Zhao's eyes, and he said, "Third Uncle, Sister Qingyu and I really love each other..."
Before he could finish his words, Shen Zhixiu's cold gaze froze him in place. A powerful voice rang out, "Say it again."
Shen Zhao instantly felt cold sweat on his back, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, "Third Uncle, I was just wishful thinking, and all these things I said were made up."
Shen Zhixiu hummed, then said calmly: "When we get back home, we'll enforce the family law. The girl who testified will be beaten to death when we get back home."
He turned to look at the two old ladies and said in a negotiating tone, "Mother, Aunt, it's getting late. Shall we return to Beijing?"
With just a few words, this noisy matter was settled.
So much so that everyone was about to get up and go home before they could recover from the shock of his resurrection.
Su Qingyu got on the carriage in a daze, her mind in a mess.
"Miss, aren't you now the third wife of the Shen family?" Agate asked excitedly.
Feicui also looked at Su Qingyu, "Miss, the wedding date was originally February 15th. Now that he's back, will the wedding date be changed?"
Su Qingyu looked through the gap in the carriage curtain at the disaster victims outside and said, "I don't know either. Maybe... we need to discuss it again between the two families."
The Shen family was willing to let her marry the dead Third Master Shen, but they might not be willing to let her marry a living one.
Su Qingyu sighed. Now that this man was alive, there would be more troubles.
After getting off the carriage, everyone went to the old lady's Songhe Hall.
Everyone sat down according to age, and the maids brought water for the masters to wash their hands and served hot tea.
Madam Su glanced at Su Qingyu with a complicated expression, then turned to ask Su Chengye, "In your opinion, will the Shen family cancel the engagement?"
Su Chengye's face was tense. He pondered for a moment and said, "It's hard to say. The living and the dead are different."
"But there is one thing I can guarantee. If the Shen family cancels the engagement, the benefits to the Su family will not be small."
A sudden wave of sadness welled up in Su Qingyu's heart. She, the other young ladies in her family, and even the young ladies from other prominent families in the capital, were all like objects, their value constantly being measured by their families.
The old lady then asked Su Chengye, "Shen Zhixiu was the Minister of Revenue before, so he was your superior. Can't you figure out his temperament?"
Su Chengye shook his head and said, "How can I see through someone who can enter the cabinet before the age of thirty?"
After a while, Madam Su spoke up, "I remembered an old story. Before Shen Zhixiu's accident, the Shen family was actually discussing a marriage. The other party was Princess Chaoyun of the Shanjun Palace."
"It's said that Shen Zhixiu didn't object to the marriage, and the two families were about to match their horoscopes when news of Shen Zhixiu's accident came back. Now that he's suddenly alive again, will they renegotiate the marriage with the Shanjun Prince's Mansion?"
Su Qingyu's expression shifted slightly. She really didn't know about this matter. After she married into the Shen family in her previous life, no one had mentioned this matter.
However, it would be fine even if the Shen family negotiated marriage with the Prince's Mansion again. At worst, she could cancel the engagement again. It's not like she had done that before.
Seeing that nothing could be agreed upon, the old lady dismissed everyone. However, she warned them not to talk nonsense outside until the Shen family gave them some information.
After leaving Songhe Hall, it was snowing heavily outside.
"If Big Sister's engagement is broken off again, she might never get married again. Will she be stuck with the Buddha for the rest of her life?"
Su Yihui's voice came from beside her, her tone clearly filled with gloating.
Su Qingyu didn't stop, but turned around and said, "Third sister, why don't you go and find out what's going on with that Nanyi Pavilion?"
"Don't enter the Xu family and compete for favor with a bunch of men."
Su Yihui's face turned red instantly, and she couldn't help but think of what she had found out before. She glared at Su Qingyu and turned away.
After returning to the Bishui Pavilion and resting for a while, Pearl and Amber brought up the dishes.
Su Qingyu took a look at the dishes: stir-fried spinach, cold winter bamboo shoots, tofu with pine nuts, and stir-fried black fungus. Even the soup was a lotus root soup without much oil or water.
"Ask the kitchen to make me some fried chicken with pine nuts and some shad."
Pearl asked in confusion, "Don't you want to be a vegetarian, Miss?"
Feicui hurriedly said, "I'll give the order right away." She then pulled Zhenzhu aside and explained what had happened.
Soon, fried chicken with pine nuts and steamed shad were served. Su Qingyu didn't eat a single bite of the vegetarian dishes, but finished all the two meat dishes.
Pearl muttered beside him, "He's alive. Our young lady's waist has become much thinner in the past two months."
The next morning, Su Qingyu was dressing up when Manju ran in panting, looking anxious.
"Miss……"
Before Manjue could finish her words, she heard Su Qingyu's voice rise.
"What's wrong? Your face is red. Did the Shen family come to cancel the engagement?"
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