Chapter 56 Chapter 56 “How can everything go as you wish? …
The handle of the dagger in her hand was cold and hard, and warm and moist blood stained Shuyun's hand. Her fingertips were trembling, and Xiao Ye held her hand tightly, trying to take back the dagger.
The man knelt in front of her and looked up at her. His eyes had recovered, and his pair of narrow almond-shaped eyes seemed to be able to see through her thoughts every time. Every time Shuyun took a step back, he took a step forward, maintaining the original distance.
"Let go!" Shu Yun's hands were covered in blood, but the man in front of her was terribly paranoid. She stretched out her other hand and pressed his shoulder to prevent him from moving forward. She did not retreat either, her eyes gradually moistening. She did not want to see him like this. "Are you going to ruin your body like this?"
Xiao Ye looked at her deeply, a bitter smile forming on his thin lips. "Just consider it as an apology to my sister."
Shu Yun felt like he was crazy. As they pulled, the dagger slashed across her chest. She trembled as she nodded to drop the dagger. Her eyes drooped as she choked out a sob, "I don't want to apologize like this! Let go, or you'll die."
Xiao Ye said, "What does Sister Yun want? As long as Sister truly forgives me, everything that happened in the past was all my fault."
Tears blurred her vision, and a string in Shuyun's mind was tense. The blood flowing down her wrist dripped onto her embroidered shoes.
"Enough! Stop forcing my sister!" Chen Zhao shouted, pushed away the pestering Xiao Ye, pulled Shu Yun behind him to protect her, and did not allow Xiao Ye to covet her anymore.
The bloody dagger fell to the ground, splashing a few drops of blood.
This man saw that Yun'er was soft-hearted and wanted to use a self-torture trick to gain Yun'er's forgiveness. Sooner or later, Chen Zhao would make him give up.
Shen Zhao said: "Your father has harmed the Shen family, isn't that enough?! Now you come to torture my sister again. If you really want to beg for our forgiveness, then get out! Never show up at the Shen family again!"
Shuyun's wet eyelashes trembled slightly. She turned her back, closed her eyes, and tears slowly fell down her cheeks. She took a deep breath, but her heart was still confused.
"Xiao Ye, get up."
Shen Yanzhi turned and went into the house, and ordered: "Call the doctor to check his injuries."
The servant had already left to call the palace doctor. Xiao Ye stood up and looked past Chen Zhao at Shu Yun's slender back.
Chen Zhao frowned, moved a step, blocked Xiao Ye, turned to Shu Yun and said: "Sister, go back."
Shu Yun wiped the blood off her hands with a handkerchief, nodded, lowered her head and turned to leave. When she passed by Xiao Ye, she heard a cough.
Shu Yun's gaze drifted away inadvertently. He covered his chest with his hands covered in blood, his brows slightly furrowed, and he seemed to be in pain.
Chen Zhao brought Xiao Ye into the house, and Shu Yun walked out in confusion and returned to the inner house.
The maid brought warm water, and Shuyun lowered her head to wash off the blood on her hands. She was in a trance and actually saw Xiao Ye's injured appearance in her reflection in the water.
Shu Yun was stunned for a long time. She stirred the water and the man's shadow disappeared from her sight. She took the handkerchief handed to her by the maid and wiped her hands.
There was still a man's blood on her dress, and the maid helped her change the bloody clothes.
A gust of wind blew outside, ruffling Shuyun's hair. She reached out to tidy up her hair, went to the window and looked outside.
After a long while, Shu Yun told the maid, "Go outside and see how his injuries are."
Shuyun felt that Xiao Ye was crazy and hurt himself again and again. Last time, he held her hand and carved words on his chest with a hairpin, and this time he stabbed her chest with a dagger.
The maid went out for a while and then returned to the room. She looked at Shuyun and bit her lower lip, "Miss, the young master drove me back."
Shu Yun pursed her lips, visibly feeling dejected. Her brother's attitude hadn't changed; he wouldn't forgive Xiao Ye. They had been best friends in childhood, but now they were enemies.
The maid saw Shuyun's worry and comforted her, "But don't worry, young lady. The palace doctor is bandaging Marquis Anlu. His life is not in danger."
Shu Yun frowned slightly. His heart wasn't hurt this time, but who knows what crazy thing he would do next time.
"You go out."
Shuyun waved her hand to send the maid away, stood by the window for a while, took a deep breath, and sat down on the couch.
No one in the mansion mentioned what happened today, as if Xiao Ye had never been there.
Shuyun was upset. The slight heat from his palm holding the dagger reminded her of what had happened. She couldn't remain indifferent, nor could she pretend nothing had happened.
Shuyun quietly went to ask the court physician Xiao Ye about his injuries.
The court doctor sighed, frowning, and shook his head, saying, "We finally managed to stop the bleeding. How could you treat your life like that? You almost injured your heart. If that happened, you wouldn't be able to save him."
Shuyun's face was filled with worry. He was just like that. He really didn't take care of himself.
What happened between them was no longer a matter of coercion or willingness. The grudge between the two families stood in the way, and it was destined to be fruitless.
Xiao Ye sent someone to the Shen family every day to deliver a pot of flowers for Shuyun. Today it was azalea, and tomorrow it was peony.
In this dynasty, men giving flowers to women was also a way to express their love. If a woman accepted the flowers, it meant that she accepted the man.
But the flowers that Xiao Ye gave to Shu Yun were returned by the doorman.
Mrs. Zhou noticed that something was wrong with her daughter recently. Shuyun often sat in a daze, and sometimes she would only respond after being called several times.
Mrs. Zhou knew that Xiao Ye came to the mansion to apologize for injuring himself in exchange for forgiveness. She also knew that her daughter secretly asked the man's doctor about his injury.
As someone who had experienced this, Mrs. Zhou knew that her daughter was not without feelings for Xiao Ye. After these days of contact, Mrs. Zhou knew that her daughter was well-behaved and very sensible, but this also became a shackle for her daughter.
At night, Mrs. Zhou helped her husband change his clothes and spoke her mind, "My dear, it's been eighteen years since that incident. The bad guy got the punishment he deserved, and the child is innocent. Let's stop that grudge with our generation."
Mrs. Zhou's nose felt sore when she thought of her daughter's understanding. "I finally found the daughter I missed day and night. My husband, I hope she is happy and not depressed because of the grudges in our generation. Yun'er loves that child in her heart."
Chen Yanzhi reached out and wiped away the tears from his wife's eyes, "Madam, you don't blame the Xiao family anymore?"
"I blame Xiao Song."
It's all Xiao Song's fault, and has nothing to do with Xiao Ye. He was just a five-year-old child that year, an innocent kid.
Chen Yanzhi sighed, "What I hate is not being banished from the capital, but that hypocritical man who coveted my wife and used me to pressure her. He already has a family and his mind is extremely dirty!"
Chen Yanzhi said: "The old case was brought up again, and it was Xiao Ye who was behind it."
Mrs. Zhou was surprised, "This child is so righteous."
"I was also quite surprised when I found out." Chen Yanzhi sat down with his wife in his arms and said, "I've been asking around. Since Xiao Ye's biological mother passed away, their relationship has become increasingly worse. I'm afraid that child has been planning to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice for a long time."
Chen Yanzhi said: "Xiao Ye made Yun'er suffer a lot, he should be allowed to suffer, otherwise he will not know how to cherish."
Mrs. Zhou sighed, "I'll have a good talk with Yun'er tomorrow."
The next day, the maids picked some branches and Shuyun and Madam Zhou arranged the flowers in the house.
Shuyun likes flower arranging very much. Every time she looks at the carefully placed branches of flowers in the vase, she feels particularly satisfied. But today, she can't calm down. No matter how she adjusts the trimmed flowers in the vase, she is not satisfied.
Madam Zhou sent the maids away, took the scissors from Shuyun's hand and put them aside, then asked softly, "Yun'er, what's wrong?"
Shuyun looked at the two flowers in the vase, which were arranged in an uneven pattern. She felt a little frustrated and melancholy. "I always feel that this doesn't look good."
Lord Zhou looked over and said with a smile, "It's quite beautiful. Yun'er's hands are still so skillful."
Madam Zhou lowered her gaze, held Shuyun's hand and placed it on her knees, "In my opinion, Yun'er is worried about something."
She spoke gently, coaxingly, and looked at Shuyun. Shuyun's eyes dodged, her eyebrows lowered, and she nervously covered up, "No."
"Tell Mom, what's wrong?"
Madam Zhou didn't believe it. She lowered her head slightly, trying to read the emotion in her daughter's eyes. She made it clear and asked gently, "Are you worried about the child from the Xiao family?"
Shuyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, "No, no."
"My daughter won't worry about him."
Madam Zhou said nonchalantly, "Really? I thought Yun'er was in a bad mood. I heard that the child's injuries were serious. I wonder if he can survive these few days."
Shuyun's face was pale and full of worry. Her tightly furrowed brows betrayed her and revealed her emotions completely.
Mrs. Zhou: "You said you weren't worried, but look how furrowed your brow is."
Shuyun realized that she had been deceived, "Mom..."
Lord Zhou asked, "Yun'er has been depressed these past few days. Is she worried about his injury? Does Yun'er like him?"
Shuyun opened her lips but no words came out. She felt upset.
Mrs. Zhou: "Good boy, talk to me. Don't keep it to yourself."
Shuyun looked at her mother, feeling guilty. "Mom, he's so hateful. I hated him before and wanted to leave him, but after going through some things, I persuaded myself to let go and try to reconcile with him. I think I like him a little bit and can't bear to see him get hurt. I'm also worried about his safety. But Mom, what they did to Mom and Dad is unforgivable."
My mother was imprisoned during her confinement period and has been ill ever since. She has just recovered from a cold. The nanny who has been taking care of her all year round said that she was weak and afraid of the cold, and it was common for her to get sick in winter.
Shuyun felt sorry for her mother, tears welling up in her eyes. "Mom, I will forget him and marry someone my parents will be happy with."
"Silly child, mother hopes you can be happy and not feel any constraints." Madam Zhou held Shuyun's face and wiped her tears. "If you like Xiao Ye, your parents have no objection. That is the grudge between us and Xiao Ye's father. It has nothing to do with you."
"Mother." Shuyun hugged Mrs. Zhou and cried in her arms. She felt much more relaxed and relieved after she said what was hidden in her heart.
Mrs. Zhou patted Shuyun's shoulder. Her daughter was so old, and she had missed too many opportunities to coax her. "If you're worried, go see him."
…
Anlu Marquis Mansion.
Shuyun appeared in Yanfu Residence again. Fufeng was waiting beside Xiao Ye, cleaning his wound with a handkerchief. The man was sitting on the edge of the couch, his clothes half taken off, revealing clear muscle texture on his arms, his chest and abdomen were strong, and the tight abdominal muscles around his waist were faintly visible under his clothes. However, it had been several days, and the wound on his chest was still bleeding.
Shu Yun frowned slightly, lowered her eyes and muttered, "Why does it feel like the injury is getting worse?"
Fu Feng's eyebrows twitched. How could it not be serious? When he heard Shu Yun was coming, the wound that had already scabbed over was torn apart.
"I'm out on some business. Miss Shen, please help my master bandage his wound." Fu Feng stuffed the handkerchief into Shu Yun's hand and left the room in a hurry.
Shu Yun clutched the handkerchief in her hand, and Xiao Ye looked up at her, "Excuse me, Sister Yun."
Shu Yun walked over, wiped the blood around the wound, and said in a somewhat blaming tone, "Didn't you find a doctor?"
Xiao Ye smiled gently and lowered his eyes to look at the slender white fingers in front of his chest.
"What are you laughing at?" Shuyun took out the hemostatic powder and clenched the small porcelain bottle.
Xiao Ye said: "Sister Yun is worried about me, I am happy."
Shu Yun was embarrassed by what she said. She frowned and said angrily, "Xiao Ye!"
It was the first time that Xiao Ye heard her call his full name. His eyebrows raised, and he saw her lower her head, preparing to apply medicine to him.
Xiao Ye held her slender wrist. Shu Yun was caught off guard and fell into his large and warm arms. She was full of panic and did not dare to touch the wound on his chest. She had to raise her hand to hold the man's arm.
Xiao Ye's warm big hand supported her slender waist, and his chin rested on her forehead, "Yun'er, let's make peace. I have stubbornly kept you by my side all these years, regardless of your wishes, and wanted my sister."
The tender voice reached Shuyun's ears. She slowly raised her eyes and glanced at him, "You've already done this. If I don't forgive you, what crazy thing will you do next time?"
Xiao Ye chuckled, sat her sideways on his lap, held her soft hand, and rubbed his fingertips on her hand, "Lao Yun'er, help me apply the medicine and bandage it."
Shu Yun hummed softly, lowered her head to open the bottle, and sprinkled the hemostatic powder on his wound.
Shuyun bandaged him countless times with skillful movements. When she finished bandaging the wound, she saw the word "cloud" carved on the man's chest out of the corner of her eye, and her heart ached.
Shu Yun was disappointed, "Don't hurt yourself anymore. You know I'm soft-hearted, yet you still use this self-torture trick every time."
"Okay." Xiao Ye held her soft hand on his shoulder and hugged her tightly in his arms.
Shu Yun was panicked and worried, and put her wrist on his shoulder, "Your injury..."
Xiao Ye relaxed slightly, the gauze on his chest was soaked with bright red blood. He didn't feel any pain, and he lowered his eyes to meet her worried eyes.
"It's bleeding. The wound must have broken again." Shu Yun frowned tightly, her eyes full of worry. The next moment, Xiao Ye kissed her open lips.
The man's lips were wet and hot, covering her lips. Shuyun's breath was full of his scent, and she was almost drowning in this lingering kiss.
As their lips touched, Xiao Ye placed his palm on the back of her neck, supporting her and deepening the kiss. Shu Yun felt numb between her lips, and she placed her slender hand on his chin, responding to him.
Shuyun was kissed until her bones softened, and she buried herself in his arms, breathing slightly.
Xiao Ye rubbed his fingertips on his lips that were glistening with water, "Take Qiongzhi back to the Shen family. She has been with Yun'er for a long time, so my sister will find it easy to use her."
Shuyun nodded. Although the maid arranged by her parents was good, she was still not used to using her.
She snuggled obediently in his arms, and Xiao Ye gently stroked her hair. "Stay for dinner and then go back to the Shen family?"
Shu Yun raised her eyes to look at him, and with a girlish charm, she said angrily, "How can I always do what you want?"
Shu Yun got off him and hummed softly, "I'm going back."
Shuyun picked up Tuantuan in the house and left Yanfuju.
…
The next day, Xiao Ye changed into court robes and went to the palace to ask for an imperial edict.
The bedroom was solemn and quiet. Xiao Ye knelt down and said in a serious tone, "I am willing to use my military merits in suppressing the rebellion in exchange for an imperial decree granting marriage to Your Majesty."
Emperor Wucheng lay on his sickbed and said weakly, "I asked you what you wanted at the time, and you told me that you had to wait for someone to return to the capital."
He coughed heavily a few times and asked, "Whose girl is this?"
"Your Majesty, this is Shen Yun, the daughter of the Minister of Works, Lord Shen." Xiao Ye bowed and said, "Miss Shen and I are in love. I beg Your Majesty to grant us the marriage."
Emperor Wucheng waved his hand and said, "Approved."
Xiao Ye: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
He used his two military achievements in exchange for two imperial edicts, one to avenge his biological mother and the other to marry his beloved girl.
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