Shen Yuzhou fell off his wheelchair and lay on the ground carefully picking up the broken pieces of the jade hairpin. He didn't feel any pain even though his legs were bleeding from the shards.
The once illustrious and aloof Young Master Shen is now lying on the ground in a sorry state, covered in dirt, trying to piece together a broken jade hairpin.
"I can definitely piece it together." Shen Yuzhou flung Chengde's hand away and, as if possessed, dragged his crippled legs to search for the jade hairpin fragments, his eyes bloodshot and frightening.
Song Zhiyu didn't even glance at Shen Yuzhou, walked past him and left, leaving behind her last words, "Don't bother me again. If there's a next time, I can't guarantee what I might do."
Having witnessed everything from a distance, Shen Yanxi quietly hid himself, not wanting to be implicated by his elder brother.
But seeing Shen Yuzhou's appearance, his heart sank even further.
It can be said that among the brothers, Song Zhiyu was the best to his eldest brother. He did everything he could to cure his legs, even risking his own life to gather herbs.
But now, even the eldest brother can't get Song Zhiyu's forgiveness, let alone him.
Not long after Song Zhiyu stepped out of the gates of the Marquis of Chengen's mansion, bad news arrived: a plague had broken out in Liangzhou City, and both Lord Pei and General Su had been infected.
Upon hearing this, Song Zhiyu swayed, her face turning somewhat pale.
"Prepare the horses and send the herbs I prepared to Liangzhou as soon as possible, without delay. Also, deliver a letter to Chief Physician Li for me."
Song Zhiyu spoke calmly and methodically, arranging everything in an orderly manner. Even though she was flustered inside, she remained calm on the surface.
*
The Marquis of Chengen's Residence.
"Father, the Imperial Concubine has sent someone to say that my marriage to Prince Li can be put on the agenda." Shen Jinshu had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Although she was a concubine, she was still officially listed in the royal register, making her more noble than others.
Shen Feng was overjoyed. He would be the Prince of Li's father-in-law in the future. "This is wonderful. She is indeed worthy of being my daughter."
When King Li ascended to the throne, he was the first to have contributed to the rise of the new emperor.
The glory of the Marquis of Chengen's mansion will soon return.
"It's just that His Highness has been extremely busy lately with the issue of military pay. If the matter isn't handled properly, the wedding may have to be postponed again." Shen Jinshu's smile faded considerably; how could she not understand Consort Cheng's implied meaning?
She simply wanted the Marquis's household to solve the money problem so that she could secure her position as a concubine.
Shen Feng wasn't stupid either. He paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back. The Marquis's mansion was now just an empty shell, and he couldn't come up with any money at all.
"Father, if my second sister is willing to help us, this matter will be much easier." Shen Jinshu said meaningfully, still determined to get her eyes on Song Zhiyu again.
Shen Feng paused. It wasn't that he hadn't tried to take advantage of Song Zhiyu, but he had never succeeded. Instead, he had been outmaneuvered several times.
"That rebellious daughter can't stand to see you doing well, so why would she be willing to help?" Shen Feng snorted coldly, his heart filled with dissatisfaction.
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