After saying this, Shen Mingyi ignored Shen Muxun's advice and walked straight towards the ancestral hall.
Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Shen Muxun simply let him go.
Having learned from the previous lesson, I believe my third brother will not act impulsively this time.
He shook his head helplessly and sat down, continuing to study Master Fu Lan's notes. He vaguely began to understand that as long as he could master the "penetrating acupoint" needling technique recorded in the notes, he could cure his elder brother's legs.
This is the most important thing right now.
*
The Eastern Palace.
"Your Highness, Miss Song is fine for the time being. She doesn't want us to take action, so she must have her own plans." Jiang Huai reported everything that had happened at the Marquis's residence in the past two days, without omitting a single detail.
Zhou Xingzhi didn't even look up, continuing to flip through the memorial in his hand, but his thoughts were clearly elsewhere. "Do as she says."
Song Zhiyu has always been decisive; all he needs to do is protect her safety and be her strong support.
As for the rest, let her be.
Thinking of Song Zhiyu, Zhou Xingzhi's mind went blank, and he could no longer bear to read the memorial in his hand.
Now, as soon as he closes his eyes, he can recall the scene from that night, and he can almost smell the alluring fragrance and the softness on his lips.
Zhou Xingzhi stood up, looked out the window at the rippling lake, and his gaze softened.
Even though they had just met not long ago, he already missed her again.
Zhou Xingzhi chuckled; when had he become so clingy?
But he just loved to stick close to her; as long as he was by her side and saw her smile, he felt incredibly content.
The night he decided to commit, Zhou Xingzhi didn't sleep a wink, even thinking about their life together after marriage.
Jiang Huai noticed Zhou Xingzhi's slightly upturned lips. His usually unchanging icy expression broke down, and his lips twitched uncontrollably.
It turns out that the once refined and upright Crown Prince has become such a lovesick fool after falling in love with someone.
It wasn't until Zhou Xingzhi's cold voice rang out that his thoughts gradually returned.
"Shen Mingyi's clothing stores..."
"Your Highness, I have done as you commanded. Within three days, Shen's Clothing Shop will disappear from the capital completely."
Jiang Huai couldn't help but feel worried for Shen Mingyi. Offending the Crown Prince meant he would at most die.
Offending Miss Song, the person His Highness cherishes most, would be worse than death.
*
The Marquis of Chengen's Residence.
Shen Mingyi was in a hurry, intending to take advantage of Song Zhiyu's misfortune, but he was stopped by someone as soon as he reached the ancestral hall.
"Third Young Master, something terrible has happened! Something's happened at the clothing store!" The person who stopped Shen Mingyi was hunched over, breathing heavily, and his face showed undisguised panic; it was clear he had run all the way there.
The visitor was the manager of Shen's Clothing Shop and also Shen Mingyi's confidant.
Upon hearing this, Shen Mingyi grabbed the man's collar and demanded sharply, "What happened?"
"A customer got into trouble after wearing clothes from our shop and is now demanding an explanation. Meanwhile, some merchants who ordered from us have somehow gotten wind of this and are now clamoring for refunds, saying they'll never cooperate with Shen's Clothing Shop again." The shopkeeper, almost suffocating from the tightness of his collar, spoke haltingly.
The shopkeeper discreetly observed Shen Mingyi's expression and cautiously said, "This matter has escalated quite a bit, Third Young Master, what should we do?"
Shen Mingyi let go of his hand, turned around and hurried towards the gate, "I'll go take a look right away."
He couldn't even care about Song Zhiyu anymore. With a long stride, he walked very fast, and the shopkeeper behind him couldn't keep up with his pace.
Shen's Clothing Shop was his life's work and his only chance to prove himself; it absolutely could not be allowed to go wrong.
Shen Mingyi had just reached the front door when he bumped into Shen Feng, who was about to leave.
Shen Feng's face stiffened, and he hesitated, wanting to say something, but Shen Mingyi didn't even glance at him before mounting the carriage and speeding away.
He looked so rushed and hurried, as if he were rushing to a funeral.
Being ignored by his own son, Shen Feng's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. However, since he happened to be going out anyway, and the fewer people who knew, the better, he didn't dwell on it.
The two carriages headed in different directions. As the sound of hooves faded into the distance, Lu Bai, who had been hiding behind the wall, slowly peeked out and instructed the people behind him to quietly follow Shen Feng's carriage.
*
Main courtyard.
Seeing that Madam Shen was busy packing several delicate pastries into a food box and also carrying several bundles full of clothes, Granny Li couldn't help but ask a question.
"Madam, are you on your way to visit the eldest young lady?"
"Yes, I wonder how Shu'er is doing over there? I wonder if the servants are taking good care of her? Just thinking about her suffering makes my heart ache." Madam Shen looked sorrowful, as if she was overwhelmed with worry, and her already pale face became even more sickly.
Shen Jinshu was a child she raised single-handedly, and she devoted all her efforts to nurturing him. Even though they were not related by blood, she cherished him dearly.
"Madam, rest assured, the servants around the young lady have all been carefully selected by the Marquis, and he would never dare to neglect them."
"That's good." Mother Shen patted her chest, finally feeling relieved.
She led a few maids and had only taken a few steps when she felt unsteady on her feet and almost lost her balance.
Fortunately, her personal maid, Qiuyue, caught her in time, averting a dangerous situation.
Seeing Chen's mother's condition, Qiu Yue hurriedly took out a small black porcelain bottle from her sleeve and fed the pill into her mouth.
"The Second Young Master's medicine is good, but its efficacy is not as good as the pills made by the Second Young Miss. It's a pity that the Second Young Miss hasn't sent medicine over for a long time." Qiu Yue muttered casually, but Chen's mother heard her.
She suddenly remembered that Song Zhiyu was currently being confined to the ancestral hall by the Marquis to reflect on her actions, and she wondered if the servants had brought her any food.
Madam Shen lowered her eyes to look at the food box in the maid's hand, her haggard and pale face showing obvious annoyance.
She seemed to have forgotten that she had another daughter.
Noticing the change in Madam Shen's mood, Granny Li's eyes flickered slightly. Before Madam Shen could give any instructions, Granny Li quickly patted her chest and said, "Madam, the Second Miss is still locked up in the ancestral hall. I doubt the servants will be very attentive."
If Madam is worried about the Second Miss, perhaps I should send this old servant to deliver a meal to her and see if she has made up her mind.
“Alright, then you can make the trip for me, Granny Li, and try to persuade her while you’re at it.” Madam Shen nodded, thinking it was a good idea.
She did want to see Song Zhiyu in person, but the thought of the medicine made her feel uneasy.
Since Granny Li has spoken, let her deliver the food. Let's not say that she, as a mother, doesn't care about her daughter.
"This old servant understands." Granny Li smiled triumphantly, her eyes filled with intense malice.
She still remembers the slap Song Zhiyu gave her.
Now is the time for revenge.
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