Another year of heavy snow has arrived. In Yunzhou City, snowflakes fall like goose feathers, accompanied by a biting wind that lashes against the thin paper windows.
Inside the room, the stove fire was weak, the medicine pot hissed and steamed, and the whole room was filled with a strong, bitter smell of medicine. Accompanied by violent coughing, the atmosphere was even more oppressive and gloomy.
"Cough cough cough~"
Shen Yuzhou clenched his fist and pressed it to his lips. His shoulders, which had been trembling slightly, were now much less muscular. His once handsome face was as pale as snow, and under the dim candlelight, it exuded a faint sense of death.
He tightened his fox fur cloak, but it still couldn't keep out the biting cold wind outside. His violent coughing echoed in the quiet room.
With each cough, it felt as if all his strength was being drained, and he felt like he was about to give up.
She should be doing well without them.
Shen Yuzhou tugged at the corners of his pale lips, opened the window, and stared blankly at the swirling snow outside.
I wonder if Chengde has managed to find out the information he wanted.
Just as they mentioned Chengde, the gate creaked open from the outside.
"Young master, why are you coughing again? Quickly drink your medicine."
Chengde entered the room rubbing his hands together, a few snowflakes still clinging to his shoulders. Before he could even brush them off, he hurriedly placed the bowl of medicine in front of Shen Yuzhou.
Since arriving in Yunzhou, the young master's health has deteriorated. If it weren't for the help of the old marquis's friend, they would have had a hard time even finding a place to stay.
"How's the news I asked you to find out?" Shen Yuzhou didn't answer, but instead asked about the matter he had been thinking about.
Seeing the young master's appearance, Chengde sighed and took out a letter from his sleeve. "Second Miss... the Crown Princess is doing very well. Everyone in the capital knows that the Crown Prince and Crown Princess are a loving couple, which is the envy of many."
And then there's the young princess, whose exquisitely beautiful appearance is strikingly similar to the Crown Princess; she's very favored in the palace.
"That's very good." A long-lost smile appeared on Shen Yuzhou's pale face, and even his deep eyes were filled with laughter.
For a moment, Chengde seemed to see the once spirited young man again.
Shen Yuzhou gently stroked the small portrait in the letter with his cool fingertips, momentarily lost in thought, and murmured, "It really does look like it."
The young princess's eyebrows and eyes are exactly like Song Zhiyu's; they look like they were made from the same mold.
My younger sister must have looked like this when she was little.
Unfortunately, he didn't get to see his sister grow up.
“They say a nephew resembles his uncle, and I think this young princess and the young master do look somewhat alike.” Chengde looked her over quite seriously, then turned to look at Shen Yuzhou, feeling even more strongly the power of blood ties.
Shen Yuzhou paused, carefully putting away the small portrait. "Don't say such things again." She didn't like hearing it.
Shen Yuzhou didn't say the last sentence, but his lowered eyes sent a chill down one's spine.
Seeing this, Chengde awkwardly shut his mouth, "This servant understands, young master, please drink the medicine quickly."
Shen Yuzhou's eyelashes trembled. He reached out and picked up the gradually cooling medicine. Just as he brought it to his lips, before he could drink it, he heard hurried footsteps outside. The next moment, the door was pushed open violently. "Big brother, Grandmother is gone!"
Shen Mingyi's hurried tone carried a hint of sorrow. Although he harbored some resentment towards his grandmother, she was still the very grandmother who had watched him grow up, and his feelings were undeniably complex.
"What happened? Where is Ye Rou?" Shen Yuzhou's voice was deep. Apart from his fingers pausing when he heard the news, his face remained calm and unfathomable.
After the Prince of Li's rebellion failed, Shen Feng and Shen Rushan were ordered to commit suicide by the Emperor, and the Marquis's mansion was not spared either, being exiled to the bitterly cold Yunzhou.
Unable to withstand such a blow, coupled with the hardships of the exile journey, Madam Shen collapsed before even reaching Yunzhou and spent the rest of her life on her bed.
After that, the task of serving Madam Shen fell to Ye Rou.
It wasn't because of their deep affection that he treated Ye Rou like his own daughter and even helped her conceal her status as a mistress.
Shen Yuzhou granted their wish, allowing Ye Rou to repay this kindness.
"She tried to run away with the money, but I caught her and she's locked up in my grandmother's room now." Shen Mingyi sneered. She killed someone and then tried to run away. There's no such thing as a free lunch.
Shen Yuzhou gently closed his eyes, his thin lips uttering a few cold words, "A life for a life, report it to the authorities."
He had anticipated this outcome, but he hadn't thought of stopping it.
The moment he arranged for the two of them to be together, he gave Ye Rou the opportunity to make her move.
Having been pampered by Shen Feng for over twenty years, how could Ye Rou be willing to do things that require serving others? With resentment building up for so long, it was only a matter of time before she took action.
When he opened his eyes again, Shen Yuzhou's eyes were already bloodshot.
If it weren't for this woman, my sister would have grown up by their side and wouldn't have suffered so much, and they wouldn't have ended up like this.
Shen Feng is dead, so he can't take action himself. But he won't let the other culprit get away with it either.
"Okay." Shen Mingyi was taken aback, then nodded with a complicated expression.
At that moment, he finally understood that his elder brother also resented their grandmother.
He schemed against both of them, amplifying Ye Rou's resentment, causing her grandmother to die at the hands of the man she once loved, and then eliminating Ye Rou without bloodshed.
Shen Mingyi had always known that his elder brother was not as gentle as he appeared. If he truly wanted to scheme against someone, he would show no mercy whatsoever.
But he never expected that such methods would be used on his grandmother.
Shen Mingyi gave Shen Yuzhou a deep look, then turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
After a short while, Ye Rou's heart-wrenching screams rang out in the courtyard, seemingly indicating that officials had arrived.
“Shen Yuzhou, you are heartless and cruel, you deserve to die a horrible death! You even schemed against your own grandmother, no wonder Song Zhiyu refuses to forgive you.”
Ye Rou struggled to break free from the soldiers behind her and cursed angrily at Shen Yuzhou's courtyard, each word stabbing right into his heart.
She wasn't stupid; from the moment she knew she couldn't escape, she understood Shen Yuzhou's scheme.
That's ruthless. He doesn't even care about the life of his own grandmother. No wonder he's Shen Feng's son.
"That's too much, young master. Please don't take her words to heart." Chengde carefully observed Shen Yuzhou's expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Shen Yuzhou's expression was normal.
He didn't notice that Shen Yuzhou's long fingers, resting on the wheelchair handle, had dug deeply into his palm, and drops of blood were falling to the ground. But he felt no pain at all, and just laughed mockingly twice, "She's right."
He was indeed heartless and deserved it; he received his just deserts.
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