Mother Yan looked into the storage room and saw that the wheat that An Huai had harvested but had not yet sold was still there intact.
She pointed to the wheat and said to Cuizhen, "Zhen'er, we're not without anything; we still have this."
Cuizhen looked at the wheat and cried out, "What's the use of this? My brother's new furniture, the gifts from Uncle An, and... all gone."
“Zhen’er, those things were never meant to be ours. It’s better that they’re gone. We adopted Hui Shou simply because we liked the child; we never expected anything in return. When your father and I were struggling, we didn’t even have this much wheat. We’re already doing very well now. As long as the whole family works hard, our lives will get better and better,” Mother Yan comforted her daughter.
But Cuizhen wouldn't listen to any of that: instead, she shook off her mother's hand and said, "What do you mean by 'getting better and better'? That's all nonsense! Even if our family works hard, I'll never catch up to An Yuan'er in my entire life. Why should I suffer at home while she lives a comfortable life as a young lady?"
“Zhen’er, our family is happy just because it’s simple. The An family may look luxurious, but who has it easy behind the scenes? You’ve really misunderstood!”
"You're lying! Get out of here, get out of here!" Cuizhen went berserk, babbling incoherently.
Having no other option, Yan's father knocked her unconscious.
*
A horse-drawn carriage slowly headed towards Shengjing.
When An Yuan'er came, she came with her father, but when she left, she had someone else with her.
After so long, An Yuan'er finally got her wish, and she happily sang in the car.
With the girl's singing accompanying me along the way, the journey will never be boring again.
On a distant mountain, the boy in the wheelchair watched the carriage depart.
"Look how happy you are, you little fool! Is your brother really that good?" The boy's tone was incredibly sarcastic.
The men in black who were on a mission have just returned.
"Young master, everything is here. We servants would like to ask if you should return these items to Miss An?"
The boy in the wheelchair looked at the bag of jewelry with disgust: "Things that have been touched by others are no longer worthy of her. She won't want them anyway. Exchange these things for silver and take them out to use."
The leader in black nodded.
"This servant does not understand. Young master clearly hates Yan Cuizhen for hurting Miss An, so why doesn't he just take her life?"
The men in black usually carry out killing missions that result in a single, fatal blow. This is the first time they've gone to steal something without hurting anyone.
This is really a waste of their talents.
The man in black waited a long time for a response from the young master, and thought that the young master would not answer.
The boy in the wheelchair suddenly turned cold, no longer displaying the gentle and docile demeanor that An Yuan'er had seen.
The boy's voice was somewhat cold: "What truly destroys the spirit is often not a fatal blow, but the destruction of one's will."
The man in black understood. Yan Cuizhen had gained something and then lost it; at this moment, she was probably in unbearable pain. This was indeed far more agonizing than killing her.
As expected, the young master is the true master of winning hearts and minds.
The man in black reported, "Young master, the news of crossing the South River has been received. Young master is wise. I'm afraid Empress Xiao's people would never have imagined that among those many river lanterns, one of them was used by us to transmit a signal."
"In that case, we should head back."
"yes."
The group quickly set off, heading towards Shengjing.
And An Yuan'er, after half a month, finally returned to her long-lost home.
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