"Miss..." Su Yue followed behind Xue Zhiyi, a little worried: "What does Aunt Rong mean?"
"Don't worry about what she means. Mom will take care of everything, no matter how big the problem is," she said.
Suddenly, she changed the subject: "Have you finished beating Fourth Sister?"
"It's all over," Qiuyun replied. "The fourth young lady was already injured, so she was only given ten lashes and then sent back to Qingluzhai for house arrest."
Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi said, "Let's go and see Fourth Sister."
When Su Yue heard that Xue Zhiyi was going to look for Xue Hanshu again, she became anxious: "Miss, why are you going again?"
Xue Zhiyi smiled faintly: "Because my fourth sister is still waiting for me."
Where are we going now?
Xue Hanshu, your blessing is yet to come.
…
Qingluzhai is Xue Hanshu's residence.
When Xue Zhiyi arrived, Youlan came to greet her. The redness and swelling on the little girl's face had not yet subsided, and she looked very pitiful.
Xue Zhiyi stuffed a handful of golden melon seeds into her palm and said, "Get yourself some medicine, so you don't get any scars."
Youlan was stunned for a moment, but still took it and said hesitantly, "Thank you, Third Miss, for your consideration."
When he entered the east wing, he saw Xue Hanshu lying on the couch with her hair disheveled and her face pale.
By the bed, Aunt Chun was taking care of him. She was a woman with delicate features, wearing a simple and somewhat crude green willow-colored dress. Like Xue Hanshu, there was a hint of bookishness between her features.
It's just that her father Xue Zhentong has always been indifferent to this Concubine Chun, and as a result, he doesn't care much about Xue Hanshu either.
Seeing Xue Zhiyi coming, she actually showed some joy: "Miss Third, are you here to see Shu'er? Then I won't interrupt you."
After saying that, he walked out the door.
Hearing the voice, Xue Hanshu finally opened her eyes listlessly, her breathing trembling a little: "Third sister..."
Xue Zhiyi sat down on a low stool beside the bed, his eyes full of pity: "I just heard that Shu'er was punished. I feel very sad. I will never feel at ease unless I see it with my own eyes."
Xue Hanshu's face was pale at this moment, with only the swollen slap mark still slightly red. She lay on the bed, gasping for breath, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face.
"It's nothing serious...it's just a flesh wound. Let Xue Panrou be sent away and avenge my third sister. I'm willing to be beaten to death!"
Xue Zhiyi admired her quite a bit for still having the mind to talk nonsense at this time.
"Pfft! What are you talking about? Death or not?" Xue Zhiyi also played along. "It was only ten strokes of the cane, wasn't it? How did Shu'er become like this? I saw that Second Sister was hit with twenty strokes of the cane, and she was so full of life that several people couldn't catch her."
Although Xue Panrou received more beatings than Xue Hanshu, the severity of the punishment cannot be judged solely by the number on the surface; there are other tricks involved.
Aunt Rong and her two sons have been calling the shots in the Xue Mansion for many years. They have many eyes and ears in the mansion. As long as they use a little money to bribe them, they can naturally control the severity of the situation.
In this way, if you want to hit someone hard, ten boards can beat him half to death; but if you want to hit him lightly, fifty boards can beat him vigorously without hurting any bones.
Xue Hanshu's eyes narrowed, and it was obvious that she had also thought of this.
She tightened her grip on the quilt, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and the smile she had just had faded.
"It's Aunt Rong..." Xue Hanshu gritted her teeth.
Xue Zhiyi pretended not to notice and just looked at her in confusion.
Xue Hanshu suddenly raised her head, her serious and determined eyes full of unwillingness. She grabbed Xue Zhiyi's hand and held it tightly.
"Third sister, you've seen it too. Aunt Rong has connections everywhere. She could easily bribe the servants to beat me up like this. I can't just sit there and wait for death!"
"Shu'er, what are you talking about?" Xue Zhiyi looked surprised.
Xue Hanshu's breath was fluctuating, and she squeezed out words from between her teeth, almost gritting her teeth. She said to herself: "Xue Panrou will definitely not be locked up for half a year. She will be released as soon as Second Brother comes back in a few days! But why?!"
Xue Hanshu's eyes were red. "Just because Concubine Rong is favored? Just because Xue Panrou has a brother who is an official in the court? But what does Xue Panrou have? She is just a fool, she can't even read a few words, she can't compare to me at all! But what good things, what good marriage, all of them are restricted to her! I won't accept it, I won't obey!"
Xue Zhiyi never expected that Xue Hanshu, who had pretended to be gentle and considerate in her previous life, would be unable to hide her boiling jealousy so easily in this life.
It's easy to get jealous, but it's easy to be taken advantage of.
Xue Zhiyi pretended to comfort her: "Shu'er still has me. Let's not compete with her. At worst, I will be there for you in the future. I will help you find a good husband."
"It's different." Xue Hanshu choked up, "Third sister, you and I are both still in the boudoir. Marriage can only be decided by our parents. You've seen it too. If I don't do anything, I will never be able to compare to Xue Panrou in this life..."
Suddenly, she tightened her grip on Xue Zhiyi's hand: "No... Third sister, you can help me!"
Xue Zhiyi seemed frightened: "Me?"
She nodded quickly: "Yes! Third sister, didn't you say today that compared to Xue Panrou, I am more compatible with Zhao Sanlang? So what do you think of me marrying him compared to Xue Panrou?"
"What?!" Xue Zhiyi was shocked. "Shu'er is very good, with outstanding appearance and extraordinary talent, but what I said... was just a careless remark."
"Anyway, Xue Panrou and Zhao Sanlang's marriage is definitely not going to happen!"
Xue Hanshu seemed extremely excited, her eyes red, looking a little creepy on her pale face: "Right? The Zhao family will never marry such a mad woman with such rude words and actions! If father still wants to arrange a marriage between the Xue and Zhao families, then it can only be me!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
