"Don't forget that I'm your mother?"
"You were born of me!"
"Who does Jiang Shi think she is? What right does she have to manage the household? Do you even have any regard for me, her own mother?"
The Wen family courtyard.
Before I knew it, it started to drizzle.
In the pouring rain, a snow-white figure knelt in the courtyard. His white clothes, which were spotless, were soaked in an instant. The clothes clung to his skin, making his figure appear even thinner and more slender.
The young man was also handsome and refined, with striking features that made him an instant favorite. Every girl who passed by couldn't help but glance at him.
After two months of traveling, he was inevitably tired, and having knelt all night, with the rain pouring down, the sight of him kneeling alone in the rain was truly heartbreaking.
Staring at the boy's thin back in the heavy rain, Jiang Shuwan unconsciously tightened her grip on the umbrella handle.
She has a problem.
She's a sucker for good looks.
They can't stand seeing handsome men suffer.
“Miss, the young master is so pitiful. In such heavy rain, Madam made him kneel like this. She doesn’t care about him at all. On the other hand, the second master has been sleeping soundly at home since he came back last night and hasn’t woken up yet.”
Qingxing stood to the side, indignant, while Jiang Shuwan nodded in agreement.
The Wen family's favoritism is truly boundless.
In the courtyard, seeing that Pei Yanzhi wouldn't budge, the head maid hurriedly came out with an umbrella to persuade him, "Young Master, please have some pity for Madam. Madam has had a hard time too. She's been confined to her quarters, scolded by the old lady, and even lost her power to manage the household. How can Madam go out and face people after this?"
“Young mistress is young, and even if she is intelligent, she is not as reliable as the madam. As long as you tell the old lady that the young mistress is too young to manage the household, the matter will be settled, and the madam will not hold a grudge against you.”
"Are even a biological mother and child less important than a stranger?"
"Your Highness, please don't disappoint your wife!"
"..."
Depend on!
I wondered why Pei Yanzhi was forced to kneel as soon as he returned. It turns out that Madam Wen was trying to take a roundabout approach, hoping to force Pei Yanzhi to have the old lady strip her of her power as a housekeeper by appealing to his filial piety.
That's absolutely shameless!
Jiang Shuwan was getting a little anxious.
How could she so easily give up the power to manage the household that she had fought so hard for?
Seeing Pei Yanzhi's unyielding attitude, I found the little powerful minister to be exceptionally adorable.
Putting everything else aside, even if the Emperor himself came today, he couldn't stop her from saving him.
With a quick thought, Jiang Shuwan handed the umbrella to Qingxing, and the girl rushed over in the rain.
She was opposite.
The head maid had been talking until her saliva was dry, but Pei Yanzhi still hadn't nodded, so she started to get a little anxious.
“Young Master, it’s raining so hard, why are you arguing with Madam? As soon as Madam heard you were back, she ordered me to stew bird’s nest soup. Madam has been thinking of you, but she hasn’t said it out loud. Don’t be confused…”
As she was speaking earnestly, suddenly, she was knocked away by a petite figure.
The paper umbrella flew five meters away, and the head maid fell flat on her face, landing on the ground with her mouth full of mud.
"ah!"
The head maid let out a pig-like scream. Before she could get up, she wiped the rain off her face and saw the young mistress who had knocked her flying fall onto the young master, shouting anxiously.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"Your Highness, are you alright? Your Highness, why did you faint?"
"Help! Something terrible has happened! The young master has fainted!"
"..."
no?
Who fainted?
The head maid was stunned, and Pei Yanzhi also looked at Jiang Shuwan in astonishment.
Jiang Shuwan gave him a bright laugh, and the next second, the girl's cold little hand pressed down on his head, ruthlessly pushing him into the mud.
"Oh no! The young master has fainted! Someone, someone, come quick!"
"The young master has fainted! Quickly, fetch a doctor..."
The girl's panicked screams echoed throughout the courtyard, and perhaps out of fear of her power, even the sound of the rain subsided.
The moment she finished shouting, a group of servants rushed over like wolves. They were clearly prepared. Without saying a word, they quickly pulled Pei Yanzhi out of the mud and left without saying a word.
The whole process took only two or three seconds. Neither the head maid nor Madam Wen in the room had time to react before Pei Yan disappeared.
Jiang Shuwan patted her bottom and left, still chattering with Qingxing as she went.
"Your young master is good in every way, except he's too stubborn. If it were me, I'd faint if I knelt for even a minute, let alone a whole night..."
As she spoke, she clicked her tongue twice, and after finishing, she looked at her right hand, feeling a little smug.
The future top minister of the Great Jing Dynasty was pinned to the ground by her, and surprisingly, it felt quite satisfying.
Qingxing: "..."
Qingxing was completely speechless, and Pei Yanzhi, who was being forcibly dragged away by servants a few steps ahead, was also speechless for a moment.
He tried to stand up and walk, but then he remembered the girl's anxious shouts earlier, and his legs gave way. He was carried back to the courtyard by the servants.
Jiang Shuwan had also been caught in the rain. By the time she changed her clothes and came over, the imperial physician had already examined Pei Yanzhi.
"How is the Crown Prince?"
"The young master's health is stable; there's nothing seriously wrong with him—"
The moment the word "obstacle" left his lips, the physician saw the young mistress's sharp, murderous gaze.
"..."
What's the meaning?
The physician stood there dumbfounded. He first glanced at Jiang Shuwan, then looked back at the young master who had already gotten up to change his clothes.
He didn't know what the young master meant, but he understood what the young mistress meant.
"Ahem, in response to your question, young mistress, it's impossible for the young master to be completely unharmed. He is suffering from both qi and blood deficiency, is utterly exhausted, and has been caught in the rain, allowing evil qi to enter his body. He desperately needs to rest for a period of time, otherwise, it could lead to a serious mistake that is difficult to undo, and it will be too late to regret it!"
The physician looked grave, and Jiang Shuwan sighed deeply, “I never imagined that the young master’s health had deteriorated to such an extent. It seems that he won’t be able to pay his respects to the madam for a while. Physician, you have worked hard. Qingxing, give the order that the physician has been dutiful and dutiful, and his monthly salary will be doubled, plus ten catties of meat during the New Year holidays.”
"Thank you, young mistress. Thank you, young mistress."
The physician thanked her profusely and left in high spirits. Jiang Shuwan also strolled into the house; this was her first time visiting Pei Yanzhi's courtyard.
Pei Yanzhi's courtyard was the best located in the entire mansion, no less impressive than the old lady's. However, everything he saw, from the decorations to the furnishings, was very rigid.
The room was mostly black and blue, but there were many books and paintings, which showed that the person was a book lover.
It's pointless.
No wonder we don't get along.
I just don't like books. I used to be sick of reading them...
After glancing around for a few moments without finding anything interesting, Jiang Shuwan strolled back to her room to catch up on her sleep.
She's always been a heavy sleeper, and if there's nothing to do, she sleeps for five hours a day. Plus, she drank too much last night and didn't sleep well, so she slept straight until she woke up naturally.
"Qingxing, what time is it?"
"Miss, it's already past 1 PM."
Is it the hour of Wei (1-3 PM)?
It was past 2 p.m., and the rain had long since stopped outside.
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