Qin Xu shook his head in the end, not saying what he was going to say, but only giving a subtle reminder, "It's nothing, I just hope you can keep your distance and not get too close to General Su, so as not to cause gossip or even bring trouble to the Marquis's mansion."
Song Zhiyu is still the daughter of the Marquis of Chengen on the surface, and her every move represents the face of the Marquis's family. She cannot be rash, and there are many people in the capital who want to see the Marquis's family make a fool of themselves.
Su Jinyang had just returned to the capital after a victorious battle, and was promoted and ennobled, at the height of his fame.
Today is different from the past. The fact that they came to him in such a hurry shows that the Marquis's family is up to something. Moreover, the Marquis of Chengen's family has always been close to Prince Li. Anyone with a discerning eye can easily guess the reason behind it.
At that point, even if they had ten mouths, they wouldn't be able to explain themselves.
Not to mention that if this matter were to reach the Emperor, his fear of Prince Li would only intensify.
Since Song Zhiyu has the blood of the Marquis's family flowing in her veins, she should naturally be of one mind with the Marquis's family.
Qin Xu's admonition was also for Song Zhiyu's sake.
There is absolutely no possibility between her and General Su, so it's best for them to keep their distance. He doesn't like fickle women.
Song Zhiyu seemed to have heard a joke, and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.
She slowly took out a small white porcelain bottle from her sleeve and handed it to Qin Xu with a meaningful expression.
Qin Xu was a little confused and hesitantly took the small porcelain bottle. "What is this?"
He knew that Song Zhiyu was a highly skilled doctor with countless precious pills. Could it be that she felt embarrassed after hearing his words, so she specially took out these pills to thank him?
Qin Xu thought about it more and more and felt that it made sense. It was worth it for him to stand in the cold wind and wait for Song Zhiyu for two hours.
"I'm treating your brain, no need to thank me, a hundred taels will do." Song Zhiyu's tone was calm, as if he were saying that the weather was really nice today.
Qin Xu's hand froze, and his slightly handsome face darkened slightly.
"Second Miss really loves to joke." He said dryly, trying to save face.
Song Zhiyu raised an eyebrow. "Remember to send one hundred taels to Songxi Courtyard."
Before turning to leave, Song Zhiyu caught a glimpse of Qin Xu's twisted and ferocious face out of the corner of her eye. She smirked speechlessly, thinking he was so composed.
*
The master and servant had only gone halfway when they encountered Shen Yuzhou and Liang Yue and their group coming from the opposite direction.
Liang Yue was walking with Shen Yuzhou in the corridor. Although he was still using a cane, his legs were much more agile than before.
It seemed like a good sign, but Song Zhiyu noticed that with each step Shen Yuzhou took, his brows furrowed tightly and his face gradually turned pale, as if he were enduring immense suffering.
The drawbacks of Liangyue's radical treatment methods eventually became apparent, but no one noticed them.
They were so engrossed in the joy of Shen Yuzhou's impending recovery that they were completely unaware of the potential consequences of the potent medication.
Song Zhiyu had no intention of reminding them of her thoughts, and Shen Yuzhou's matter was none of her concern.
She tried to walk past the group and leave, showing no desire to talk, but some people wouldn't let her go.
"Song Zhiyu, even without you, my brother's legs can still be healed." Shen Mingyi deliberately raised his voice, his face full of smugness.
He wanted Song Zhiyu to understand that it wasn't that the Marquis's mansion couldn't function without her, but rather that she would be nothing without the Marquis's mansion.
Not only Shen Yuzhou, but even Shen's mother's insomnia gradually improved under Liang Yue's treatment, and she could fall asleep without needing to take the pills prepared by Song Zhiyu.
"Then congratulations." Song Zhiyu didn't stop walking, ignoring Shen Mingyi's provocation, and left without looking back after saying this.
As Shen Mingyi watched Song Zhiyu's departing figure, he felt as if he had punched a piece of cotton, and he was extremely unhappy.
Song Zhiyu shouldn't have reacted like that.
She wasn't the only one who could cure her brother's legs; she had completely lost her value. As he had predicted, she should have panicked and lost her composure.
Shen Mingyi's good mood vanished instantly, his eyes turning sinister, sending chills down one's spine for no reason.
"Isn't she afraid that once she loses this last bit of value, she won't even be able to stay in the Marquis's mansion anymore?"
Shen Mingyi couldn't help but jump up and down, convinced that Song Zhiyu had nowhere to go after leaving the Marquis's mansion.
At this moment, Shen Yuzhou, who had been pondering for a long time, finally spoke, "Alright, don't provoke her again in the future."
Shen Yuzhou's voice was deep and his face showed no emotion, but Liang Yue, who was standing beside him, felt a chill all over her body for no reason, and she could hear a trace of disappointment in his low voice.
Liang Yue raised her hand and stroked her chin, a hint of interest in her eyes.
It seems that Young Master Shen isn't as indifferent to Song Zhiyu as he appears; he actually cares about her quite a bit.
"I get angry just looking at her..." Under Shen Yuzhou's extremely imposing gaze, Shen Mingyi shut his mouth sheepishly.
He and Song Zhiyu could be said to dislike each other.
After a moment, Shen Yuzhou looked away, leaned on his cane, and walked away, saying, "You guys go back first, I want to be alone for a while."
Shen Mingyi and Liang Yue exchanged a glance, one with doubt in her eyes and the other with understanding, but in the end neither of them said anything.
The moment they turned around, what came into view was a face swollen like a pig's head, which startled Shen Mingyi.
His brows furrowed, and he didn't immediately recognize the man with a bruised and swollen face in front of him as Shen Yanxi. He couldn't help but sneer, "What the hell?"
"Third Brother, it's me!" Shen Yanxi grimaced in pain, his face swollen beyond recognition.
"Yan Xi?" Shen Mingyi asked tentatively, finding it hard to connect the person in front of him with his fourth brother.
Seeing Shen Yanxi nod emphatically, Shen Mingyi's brow twitched. "What's wrong with you?"
The fourth young master of the Marquis's mansion was beaten up like this.
"I don't know either. I was beaten up with a sack over my head on my way back yesterday. I'm covered in bruises now." Shen Yanxi gritted his teeth in hatred. He hoped he wouldn't catch the person who beat him up, otherwise...
Shen Yuzhou also walked up to the group, his expression equally displeased.
This person's actions are undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Marquis of Chengen's mansion.
"Could it be Song Zhiyu?" The first person that came to Shen Mingyi's mind was Song Zhiyu.
She had beaten Shen Yanxi before, and even used more ruthless methods, so it's not without reason to say that she was the one who did it.
“But I haven’t offended her recently.” Shen Yanxi said, feeling a little aggrieved, but she did not refute Shen Mingyi’s words.
Clearly, he also suspected Song Zhiyu.
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