Wei Min didn't want to waste time discussing the topic of repaying a favor with Yang Qinyue, so he took the initiative to divert his attention and asked about the real matter, "Speaking of your mother, do you remember whether she has mentioned any place or event to you many times in the past six months?"
Yang Qinyue was stunned, and after thinking carefully, she said hesitantly, "Place? The place she mentioned most often in the past six months was the capital. She said she would find a good wife for me after returning to the capital, and for this reason she even prepared the wedding dress for me in advance."
Yang Qinyue, a man, lowered his head shyly when the matter of marriage was mentioned.
Wei Min frowned in thought. She had heard Ah Ruan say that men usually sew their wedding clothes by hand. Even if Yang Qinyue's embroidery skills were poor, Lord Yang would not need to make a wedding dress for his son before he got engaged.
"I suspect your mother left important evidence behind, and it may be hidden in your wedding dress," Wei Min asked, "Can I borrow your wedding dress to take a look?"
Yang Qinyue was also shocked when he heard this. He obviously had never thought that his mother would leave important evidence in his wedding dress.
Thinking back carefully, his mother had told him to bring his wedding dress with him even if he returned to Beijing. She also said that no matter what happened, he must live well and find someone he loves to marry.
Yang Qinyue thought of her mother and felt sad. She was even more depressed. "The wedding dress was left to me by my mother. I have kept it carefully and put it in the house. I will go get it now."
The red wedding dress was embroidered with lifelike auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes in gold and silver threads. The embroiderer's care and skill could be seen in every stitch.
Wei Min had seen A'ruan's embroidery work and could understand a little bit about it. The moment Yang Qinyue's wedding dress was taken out, her eyes lit up.
Although Lord Yang was poor, the wedding dress he made for his son was very exquisite. He hired probably the best embroiderer in Zhucheng.
Yang Qinyue stroked the pattern on the wedding dress with her fingers, her eyes slowly turned red, and she whispered softly, "Mother..."
Wei Min carefully checked Xifu from inside to outside twice, but could not find anything unusual. He had to give up and wait for Eighteen to come back before making any plans.
When A Ruan came back, as soon as she entered the courtyard gate, she saw Wei Min sitting at the table facing the door, drinking tea with a big sword and a golden horse, while Yang Qinyue sat opposite her with her head down, stroking the wedding dress in her arms with her fingers.
The two of them got close together, causing A'ruan to clench her fingers involuntarily.
Wei Min saw A'ruan at a glance. Seeing him coming back, he quickly put down his teacup and went out to greet him, "A'ruan."
A Ruan lowered his eyes and ignored her.
He still seems angry. Wei Min raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose. He glimpsed Eighteen standing behind A-Ruan. Seeing her holding a pig's trotter in one hand and medicine in the other, he guessed why A-Ruan went out in the morning. His heart softened immediately and he asked, "Would you like to have stewed pig's trotters for lunch?"
As he spoke, Wei Min reached out to take the thing from Eighteen's hand, motioned to the inside of the house, and said to her, "I guess Lord Yang might have hidden the evidence in his son's wedding dress. Look carefully and see if you can find anything."
Eighteen glanced at the two people who had a particularly strange atmosphere today, quickly responded with an "OK", and hid in the house.
Suddenly, only Wei Min and A Ruan were left in the yard.
Wei Min held the pig's trotter and medicine in his left hand, raised his right hand that had just been bandaged in the morning, touched A'ruan's face, and asked him, "Is it hot outside? Eighteen is unreliable. Ask her to recruit a servant to serve you. There has been no movement for so long, otherwise you don't have to go out yourself."
In fact, A Ruan felt more distressed than angry. Even if he was angry, he was angry with himself. How could he be so soft-hearted? After she persuaded him a few words, he agreed to play tricks with her without thinking.
Now, listening to his wife talking to him about all sorts of things, A Ruan's face couldn't turn cold towards her at all. But I thought that if I was so easy to coax, she would definitely not take her body seriously next time.
Ah Ruan pretended to be angry and glared at Wei Min, then raised his hand and said:
——The doctor said that if your wound breaks again, the recovery will be even slower. If the wound gets worse, it will affect your ability to hold a pen with this hand in the future.
What Wei Min was worried about for a long time was not whether she could hold a pen in the future, but that her husband ignored her.
Seeing that A'ruan finally raised her hand to "talk" to her, Wei Min breathed a sigh of relief and promised with a smile: "I will be careful next time and won't let it crack again."
Only then did A Ruan take the pig's trotters and medicine from Wei Min and went straight into the kitchen.
After Wei Min learned that A'ruan had calmed down, he felt relieved. He walked into the main room with his hands behind his back, ready to see how Eighteen would find evidence in the wedding dress.
After all, Eighteen was a secret guard, so he figured out the trick in no time. She took out a pair of small scissors from A'ruan's sewing basket, cut the embroidered dragon and phoenix pattern in the middle, and pulled out a blood-written letter from it, which accused Ya Zhizhou of various crimes.
The blood writing is extremely thin and is placed behind the auspicious dragon and phoenix pattern, so people do not feel anything unusual when touching it. Even if the cloth feels a little thick, people will think it is because of the embroidered pattern.
A nice wedding dress was cut into tatters in the blink of an eye when it fell into Eighteen's hands.
This was the only thought his mother left him. Yang Qinyue couldn't help crying quietly with red eyes while holding his clothes.
Eighteen advised him, "Don't cry anymore. Using your wedding dress to solve your mother's case is your last act of filial piety to her. When you go somewhere else in the future, just make another one when you get married."
Eighteen's words reminded Yang Qinyue that his parents were both dead, and he would be dependent on others no matter where he was in the future. Even if he got married, his wife might not be better than Wei Min.
What if his relatives think he is a burden and marry him off to someone like the prefect of Ya in the future? What should he do?
Yang Qinyue took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, bit her lip and said, "I will never get married again."
Yang Qinyue knelt in front of Wei Min holding her wedding dress and said, "My Lord, you solved the case for my mother. Qinyue has nowhere to go. I beg you to take me in. I am willing to be a little servant and serve you... and be with you for the rest of my life."
He knelt down so suddenly and without any warning that even Wei Min was stunned.
When A Ruan came in, she heard these words. She couldn't help but pursed her lips, took a step forward and helped the kneeling Yang Qinyue up.
Wei Min was afraid that A'ruan might misunderstand him, so he hurriedly said, "If the court learns that your mother died while investigating a case, they will certainly not ignore you. I believe someone will come to take you away soon. You don't have to force yourself to be a servant."
How could a young man who was raised in the palm of his mother's hand be willing to be a servant?
The reluctance was suppressed in his heart and might explode at any time. How could Wei Min dare to keep such a person next to A'ruan?
The reason why she wanted to pick a servant for A'ruan was to find someone who was honest, diligent and hardworking to serve him. Obviously, Yang Qinyue did not meet any of these requirements.
"Instead of living under someone else's roof, I might as well stay with you, sir. It can be considered as repaying your kindness." Yang Qinyue didn't know that in Wei Min's heart, she was not even as good as a little servant.
Wei Min found it difficult to communicate with Yang Qinyue. The reason she investigated the case was only because she received an imperial edict and was just doing her job. What kind of favor did she need him to repay?
Seeing that Yang Qinyue seemed determined to follow them, A Ruan curled up her fingers in her sleeves and looked at Wei Min with fear, fearing that she would nod in agreement.
Wei Min met A Ruan's complicated gaze and thought that he had softened his heart. He hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands at him behind Yang Qinyue's back, silently hinting, "You can't have it. I'll find you a better servant later."
Ah Ruan understood immediately, and a slight smile appeared in the corners of his eyes and brows uncontrollably, and he finally put his mind at ease.
The author has something to say: A Ruan: My rival’s wife doesn’t like me, I can’t do anything about it (cocky) 0v0
Yang Qinyue: (vomiting blood after a critical hit) I am convinced of my defeat_(:зゝ∠)_
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