"Not only that." Youlan continued, "After the Zhao siblings left, the fourth young lady wrote another letter and put it inside the poetry collection, asking the owner of the study to pass it on to Zhao Sanlang. Zhao Sanlang was a frequent visitor to the study, so the owner agreed."
"What does the letter say?" Xue Zhiyi asked.
Youlan said, "The Fourth Miss said in her letter that it would be inappropriate to take away what Zhao Wuniang loves, so she is handing the collection back. I hope Zhao Wuniang will not be sad about this."
Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi wanted to applaud Xue Hanshu.
She is really resourceful and knows how to control men even better than the Hua Niang she met in Chunfeng Tower in her previous life.
She is truly a fragile, helpless, yet considerate little white flower. Not only that, she is also a little white flower that is full of poetry and has deep insights into poetry and songs.
In his previous life, Zhao Sanlang, a frequent visitor to Chunfeng Tower, loved to sing and play with the wind and the moon, but he had to face the shrew Xue Panrou, and even had to hide his head and tail when he went to Chunfeng Tower to have fun.
In this life, he was given such a woman named Xue Hanshu who was in love with him and was a perfect match for him. Wouldn't he love her to death?
Oh my God, Xue Zhiyi is so considerate that it makes people cry!
It wouldn't be long before Zhao Shen would find a way to find Xue Hanshu himself.
When Youlan was leaving, Xue Zhiyi had Qiuyun give her a reward, but she refused to accept it. Instead, she bowed deeply and said, "Miss Third, your willingness to protect Youlan is already a great blessing for Youlan. I absolutely cannot accept the reward."
Youlan's timid and pitiful appearance made people feel distressed. Xue Zhiyi just squeezed her hand and said, "Don't worry, just do as I say, and I will definitely give you back your freedom."
After that, he took out a box of ointment from the bedside compartment and handed it to Youlan: "If you don't want the reward, then that's fine, but this medicine is for you. Keep it and apply it on yourself. Take good care of your injuries so that you can leave the Xue Mansion safely one day."
With tears in her eyes, Youlan nodded her head again and again: "Thank you very much, Third Miss!"
Watching Youlan's departing figure, Su Yue sighed, "I didn't know she had such a hard time these years."
Xue Zhiyi's eyes darkened: The world divides people into high and low, so there are people like Xue Hanshu who are afraid of the strong and bully the weak.
Jealousy from above, humiliation from below.
When you are inferior to others, you will be careful to please them on the surface, but hate and curse them behind their backs.
But as long as they are superior to others, they no longer regard the lives of those below them as their own and they can treat them as they please.
So is Xue Hanshu, and so is Fu Rongxin.
They are just the same people.
Xue Zhiyi still remembered that in the sky prison, facing her unwillingness and hatred, Fu Rongxin smiled so calmly and indifferently.
"The value of human life will never change from the moment you are born. Do you understand? Xue Zhiyi, you are just a lowly orphan who was abandoned by even your own parents. You should be content to have been able to take my place for twenty years."
Yes, the true phoenix, how noble.
She was just an ant, but she was able to protect the phoenix from disaster. She should not feel resentful, but grateful.
It’s a pity that no one deserves to be at the mercy of others, and no one is born to be someone else’s stepping stone.
After all, no matter how humble an ant is, it will bite back.
…
The next night.
The back door of Xue Mansion
The shadows of the trees rustled gently, and in the moonlight as cool as water, a figure was sneaking around.
I saw a woman dressed as a second-class maid, holding something in her hand, and quietly closing the door.
As soon as she entered the door and walked through the corridor, she almost bumped into another figure.
"Mother Xiang...but what instructions does Aunt Rong have?"
In front of her was a plump old maid who was about forty years old and had a pair of shrewd little eyes between her wrinkles.
It was Mama Xiang, the person in charge of Aunt Rong.
At this moment, those small eyes were looking her up and down, full of suspicion.
"Youlan, what are you doing here so late at night?"
"I...I"
Youlan's thin body was completely blocked by Xiang's mother, leaving her with no way to go.
Seeing Youlan's evasive gaze, Xiang's mother became even more suspicious: "What are you holding in your hand?"
I saw that Youlan was holding a small food basket in her hand.
She smiled guiltily: "The fourth lady was hungry at night and sent me to the kitchen to get some snacks."
"Why are you being so sneaky about getting the snacks? Let me take a look.
”
I don’t know if it’s because of the moonlight, but Youlan’s face looks a little pale, and her hands even tremble slightly when she opens it.
Mother Xiang stretched her head to look into the food basket and saw that there were indeed a few mung bean cakes placed on the small lotus bowl inside.
Youlan forced a smile and said, "Mom has also seen it. These are indeed some snacks. Please help me not to embarrass me. If I delay the fourth young lady's meal, I'm afraid that Mom will be punished for nothing."
Mother Xiang sneered and raised her chest a little, as if to say, how could the Fourth Young Lady have the guts to punish Fei Luxuan.
“It’s really a snack.”
Mother Xiang snorted slowly, looking at Youlan's timid appearance, she glanced at her and said, "Go ahead, go ahead. You look so unpresentable."
I don't know if he is talking about Youlan or Xue Hanshu.
…
Light Green House.
Xue Hanshu's injuries had mostly healed. Her thin and slender fingers were twisting a piece of peach blossom paper. Under the candlelight, her round face, which had a slightly bookish air, was full of joy.
"He really did remember me, he really didn't let me go..."
She was a little excited.
"Miss, what did the letter say?" Youlan asked cautiously.
Perhaps because of Zhao Shen's reply, Xue Hanshu was in a good mood. Rarely, she even smiled at Youlan.
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