"This matter is definitely my fault." Shen Yuhan looked at her and gently stroked Fang Qingyue's thin face.
She had been hungry for several days and looked much thinner than before. Her chin was so pointed that it seemed like it could poke a person's hand through it.
Although the wound on her chin had healed, the scar remained, making her look even more pitiful.
His eyes were still clear and bright, and when he looked at Shen Yuhan, they brought not only desire from the bottom of his heart, but also a bit of pity.
"Let's eat first. You've been hungry for too long these days, so I asked the cook to make porridge for you." The porridge had been warming on the fire and had already been cooked until it was soft, glutinous, and sweet enough.
The porridge is served with eight-treasure vegetable, which is salty and sweet.
Fang Qingyue wanted to drink the porridge herself, but the wound on her wrist made it impossible for her to lift the bowl.
"Let me feed you." Shen Yuhan took the bowl and fed Fang Qingyue the porridge carefully.
After feeding her porridge, he applied medicine on Fang Qingyue.
The movements were gentle and considerate, full of caution.
When the medicine reached the wound on his chest, Fang Qingyue gently grasped Shen Yuhan's wrist to stop him.
"What's wrong?" Shen Yuhan was puzzled and looked up at Fang Qingyue.
Fang Qingyue looked down at her body, which was covered with crisscrossing marks, making it look particularly terrifying.
"Or I'll do it myself." She didn't want Shen Yuhan to see her in such a miserable state.
Shen Yuhan frowned slightly, and after a while he said, "The wound on your wrist is so serious. If you do it yourself, it might get rubbed. What will you do if the injury gets worse? I'll do it."
The big palm gently rubbed the wound. After the wound formed a blood scab, there was a faint pain and itchiness at the wound. As it was rubbed, it gradually turned into numbness.
Fang Qingyue couldn't help but tremble slightly. Shen Yuhan raised his eyes and saw that her cheeks were stained with red.
Her thin appearance does not make her look less attractive, but makes her look even more beautiful.
The dark meaning in Shen Yuhan's eyes became stronger, and the movements of his hands gradually changed.
Because Fang Qingyue's wounds on her hands were so serious, Shen Yuhan took special care of her.
Sensing Shen Yuhan's gentle movements, Fang Qingyue's eyes became even more tearful and she hugged Shen Yuhan tightly.
The Marquis's Mansion was already in chaos.
Li Junyi had been waiting for a grandson for so long, but now all her efforts were in vain. She was so angry that her teeth were itching.
She brought her men to the Fang family's old house and started to curse them.
"Fang Qingyue, you damn bitch, give me back my grandson!"
The sound was so loud that it made people's ears hurt.
Li Junyi would naturally not do something that she thought was shameful, but those who were shouting were all her servants.
Their voices were so loud that they attracted the attention of passers-by and made them look over here.
As he said that, Li Junyi was about to lead people into the mansion.
However, Shen Yuhan was worried about Fang Qingyue's safety in advance. Before leaving today, he had already arranged guards outside the door of the old house to guard there.
Li Junyi was stopped halfway through her journey.
"Get lost." She said coldly with disgust on her face, "Do you know who I am? How dare you stop me?"
The guard in the lead was a soldier employed by Shen Yuhan in the mansion. He had almost never been seen in public before. Upon hearing this, he simply said, "No matter who you are, according to the laws of the Great Expedition, you cannot enter a private residence without the emperor's order and a search warrant."
She was furious and said to the people behind her, "Fight me, I don't believe I can't get in today."
The guards and the people brought by Li Junyi fought together in an instant, and for a while, the outside of the Fang family's old house was extremely lively.
Many neighbors heard the commotion outside and came out to watch. Li Junyi noticed someone behind her and pretended to cry, "Can you please stop fighting? I'm only here to get an explanation from Fang Qingyue."
"What happened?" A lady who lived in a house near Fang Qingyue came over and asked.
Her husband was also an official in the court, but he was a minor official who was not qualified to attend the morning court.
She also recognized Li Junyi and naturally wanted to make friends with her.
"My daughter Song is pregnant with my son's child, but Fang Qingyue gave her a sachet containing saffron and musk. Poor Miss Song didn't understand and kept it close to her, causing her to lose her child." She covered her face with a handkerchief, looking like she wanted to cry but couldn't. "Now she's weak, and I don't know when she'll be able to conceive again. Tell me, is this the fault of Miss Fang?"
Upon hearing this, the lady immediately chimed in, "How could she have done such a vicious thing? She had lost her virginity in the beginning and had asked to break off the engagement herself. How could she hate the Marquis so much and be so vicious?"
Li Junyi lowered her head and said in a sad voice, "Who could possibly know? It's a pity that I spent so much time and energy on this matter, and in the end it ended up like this."
"This Fang Qingyue is truly despicable. Now that she lives here, I'm afraid she'll secretly harm us." The lady then looked at the other neighbors and said, "Everyone, you all saw today's events clearly. Now you know exactly what kind of person Fang Qingyue is."
"She lives here now, right next to us. She might even attack us in the future. She must move away."
"That's right! Fang Qingyue, move out immediately and stop being so shameless and silent in this room. Everyone knows that you have a terrible reputation and you're secretly involved with someone. You're such a nobody, you really don't deserve to live here!"
For a moment, the surrounding neighbors were all filled with righteous indignation, wishing Fang Qingyue would disappear from here forever.
All the people brought by Li Junyi were captured. Fang Qingyue heard the noise outside, got up with difficulty, and wanted to explain herself.
Her wounds were so severe that she staggered to the door before she saw Shen Yuhan rushing over.
Shen Yuhan's face was gloomy, and he was holding a stack of files in his hands. He looked at the people standing at the door with cold eyes and asked loudly, "What are you all doing here?"
Li Junyi saw Shen Yuhan coming and immediately walked over: "First Master, you have to make a decision for your sister-in-law. The sachet that Fang Qingyue gave to Song Xiaoya contained something that can easily cause miscarriage. Xiaoya didn't know about it and kept it with her all day. Now she has a miscarriage because of it. That is my son's only blood!"
"This king is personally involved in the investigation of this matter. How could I not know that this item is related to Fang Qingyue?"
He took out the file in his hand and showed it to the neighbors who were only outside Fang Qingyue's door. "You'd better take a closer look. The sachet found in Song Xiaoya's mansion is the same style as the ones sold by Fang Qingyue, but the fabric is unique to the Marquis' mansion. It is the only new cloth woven by the Weaving Department using new silk last year. Because of Chen Qiu Nian's meritorious service, it was awarded to the Marquis' mansion by the Emperor."
"How could Fang Qingyue have obtained this cloth and even specially made a sachet that would induce miscarriage for Song Xiaoya?" Shen Yuhan stared at Li Junyi with a cold gaze. "Sister-in-law, they have always had a bad relationship. If you were Song Xiaoya, would you trust Fang Qingyue? Now, just because Fang Qingyue once sold sachets in a pharmacy, you are making such a guess. How many pharmacies in the capital are selling sachets? Are they all suspected of framing Song Xiaoya?"
For a moment, there was complete silence.
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