The next ten days were calm.

The roof of the house was repaired, and the quilts were changed. He Yan also found a servant for He Yunsheng, who would help He Yunsheng get things and run errands, so that Qingmei would have someone to talk to at home.

He Yunsheng had already handed over the tuition to the teacher, and when school started every day, He Yan was left alone in the room. Without He Sui, only Qingmei was with him, so He Yan could openly practice swordplay in the yard... ahem, with branches he had picked up.

Her skills were engraved in her mind, but her body was very weak. The bruises would be very obvious if she stumbled or bumped. She was not very strong either. Although she had improved a lot after He Yan's careful practice, she was still far behind before.

It's not good to go to the battlefield in this state. He Yan sighed in his heart and put the branch down.

"Girl, girl," Qingmei trotted in, "someone is outside delivering something again."

He Yan frowned: "Why are you here again?"

"I don't know either. They just put the things down and left." Qingmei was in great trouble. "Miss, what should we do now? When the young master comes back from school and sees this, he will definitely be angry again."

The one who came to deliver the gifts was none other than the servants of the Fan family. Ever since the day after seeing He Yan in the tailor shop, Fan Cheng had sent people to deliver gifts every now and then. They were either rouge and powder, satin head ornaments, or tonic soups and medicines.

He Yan asked the servants of the Fan family to go back every time. He Yunsheng got angry several times and kept nagging her in her room. He Yan's ears almost became calluses. Because of this, He Yan didn't go out these days. If he ran into Fan Cheng again and started to pester him again, He Yan would probably lift off the roof of Fan's house.

Today they went even further, they just put the things down and left, what did this mean? Were they sure she would accept it?

He Yan said: "Throw the things out."

"But," Qingmei said in embarrassment, "they are all expensive satin headdresses. Throwing them away... is not a good idea."

He Yan suddenly felt a headache.

God knows, she had lived like a man in her previous life and had never met such a persistent suitor. Even though she later recovered her body as a girl and returned to the He family and got engaged to Xu Zhiheng, Xu Zhiheng never overstepped the boundaries and even treated her with a little distance, not to mention such fervent flattery. She didn't know how a girl could handle such a situation.

Such a valuable thing was thrown away. What if the Fan family refused to acknowledge it?

He Yan sighed and said, "Then I will return it to them personally."

Qingmei's eyes widened: "Miss, are you going to the front door of the Fan family?"

"Is there any other good way?" He Yan said, "You should pack up and go with us?"

"I want to go with you?" Qingmei shuddered.

"Of course." He Yan looked at her strangely, "I can't remember the way to Fan's house."

She was not a real Heda girl, and she didn't even know which direction the Fan family's door was, so she naturally had to find someone to lead the way. However, looking at Qingmei's lingering fear, it was obvious that the last time she went to the Fan family, the scene was not very good.

Qingmei was indeed worried. She still remembered the last time she went to the Fan family, He Yan's eyes were red and she almost ran into a wall in front of the Fan family's door. At that time, the nanny of the Fan family looked at them with a frown and said something like: "People should know their status. Don't always think about climbing up the social ladder. Don't always stare at impossible things, so as not to fall and become a laughing stock."

The sarcasm behind the words was really harsh. In the end, He Yan couldn't catch her breath and fainted. He Sui asked the doctor to come back and see her. The doctor said that this was a heart attack caused by anger. At that time, everyone thought that He Yan would be devastated after this blow and didn't know how to live in the future. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, his daughter seemed to have changed into a different person, and didn't even mention Fan to this person.

Even though it was brought up now, Fan Cheng came up to get involved, and he looked like he was going to make a clear decision.

Qingmei was a little relieved, but also a little worried. He Yan patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, no one will bully you."

Qingmei felt relieved for some reason.

The two of them went out together. The Fan family lived far from the He family, and it took a long time to get there. Qingmei pointed to a house with a vermilion door and said, "This is the Fan family."

He Yan thought for a moment, "It's not convenient for me to go over there. You take these things and hand them over to the gatekeeper. Tell him that Master Fan has asked you to deliver them. You must hand them over to Master Fan."

Qingmei nodded: "I understand."

He Yan hid behind a pillar on the street and watched Qing Mei walk to the guard at the gate. He said a few words to the guard and handed the basket of gifts to the guard before returning to her side and smilingly said, "I've told you everything!"

"Well done," He Yan said, "Go back."

…

In the main house of the Fan family, because they just got married, the decoration inside the house is still red and festive. Grandma Fan, Tang Ying, is the eldest daughter of Chengwulang. She has been raised in a spoiled way since she was a child and has a domineering personality. Because of the relationship with Master Tang, the Fan family has to pamper and give in to her. Now that she has only been married to the Fan family for a few months, she has become the manager of the main house of the Fan family, and everyone inside and outside is hers.

The servant knocked on the door.

"Come in." Tang Ying was sitting on the couch, admiring the freshly made embroidery.

After the servant came in, he first knelt down and kowtowed to Tang Ying, then said, "Grandma, a maid just came in from outside the door and brought in a basket, saying she wanted to give it to the eldest young master."

Tang Ying paused when she heard this and looked at the servant: "Maid? What basket? Bring it over so I can see it."

The servant brought the basket forward.

Tang Ying picked it up and rummaged through it. She saw that it was all women's satin fabric and rouge and powder. She was immediately furious. "What is this?"

The servant was too timid to speak.

The maid next to him said, "These are all things for women, Madam, the young master doesn't use them on weekdays, so it must be..."

"He must have wanted to be nice, but someone else gave it back to him!" Tang Ying stood up suddenly and swiped the porcelain cups on the table. The porcelain shattered to the ground with a "crackling" sound. She looked savage, "Fan Cheng, that bastard!"

"Grandma, the most urgent thing right now is not to hold the young master accountable. Don't make any trouble..." the personal maid reminded.

Tang Ying calmed down a little and said, "You are right. There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. If she was a good girl, how could she be involved with Fan Cheng? I think that bastard is just playing hard to get. How despicable!"

She instructed the silent servant, "Follow Fan Cheng for the next few days to see where he goes and who he meets. I want to see what kind of seductress has bewitched his heart. Lead me to find that bastard... I will make this couple pay!"

The servant nodded and walked out.

The maidservant coaxed her gently, "Grandma, you must not show it these few days, lest the young master find out and hide the woman."

"I know." Tang Ying secretly clenched her fists. "I just dismissed his concubines in the past, but now I see that he is so confident and doesn't take me, his legal wife, seriously."

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"