Meeting Song Yaozu's clingy gaze, Shen Yanxi frowned in disgust and asked bluntly, "Do you know Song Zhiyu?"
As Shen Yanxi spoke, he took out a silver ingot from his purse and waved it in front of Song Yaozu.
"Let's get to know each other. I'm her brother. What's your relationship with Song Zhiyu?" Song Yaozu nodded vigorously, his eyes following the silver coins.
Upon hearing the word "brother," Shen Yanxi's face stiffened. Looking at Song Yaozu's money-grubbing appearance, he felt inexplicably disgusted.
Song Zhiyu could only accept this kind of guy as her brother.
Shen Yanxi tried his best to ignore the discomfort coming from his heart, threw the silver in his hand to Song Yaozu, and did not forget the important matter.
"You say you're Song Zhiyu's brother, how come you didn't even know that Song Zhiyu was taken away by the Marquis's mansion in the capital?"
Song Yaozu paused in his act of biting the silver, and after a moment shouted into the house, "Father, Mother, come out quickly! That little bitch Song Zhiyu is in the capital right now."
As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged woman with a bloated figure and a face full of fat came running out aggressively, carrying a rolling pin.
*
Songzhuyuan.
Shen Yuzhou sat in his wheelchair, his face deathly pale. The veins hidden beneath his fair skin bulged out one by one from the intense pain, making him look extremely frightening.
"Second Young Master, what happened to our young master? How did his legs become like this?" Changde looked at the scene in the room in shock, and the tray holding the medicine bowl in his hand crashed to the ground with a "bang".
Shen Muxun shook his head, his face as pale as Shen Yuzhou's. "I don't know either, but my prescription can't be wrong."
"What should we do now? Young Master looks like he's in a lot of pain." Changde looked helplessly at Shen Yuzhou's legs, which were covered in rotting flesh. He couldn't understand why his young master's legs, which had been improving, had become even worse than before.
Shen Muxun quickly calmed down, pulled out silver needles, and swiftly and accurately inserted them into Shen Yuzhou's slightly deformed legs. "I'll give him acupuncture first to relieve his pain."
After a while, Shen Yuzhou gradually calmed down, and his ferocious and distorted face slowly returned to normal.
Changde breathed a long sigh of relief and collapsed weakly to the ground.
When the second young lady treated the young master before, his legs did not develop rotten flesh, and his condition was constantly improving.
Why did this person become worse and worse in the hands of the second young master?
Is it really only Song Zhiyu who can cure their young master's legs?
Changde scrambled to his feet and, without waiting for Shen Muxun's response, ran toward the door. "I'm going to find the Second Miss. She cares so much about the young master. If she knew his condition had worsened, she would definitely help him."
After pondering for a moment, Shen Mu ultimately decided not to call out to the person.
If Changde could persuade Song Zhiyu to treat his elder brother's illness, that would be the best outcome, as he also wanted to see where his problem lay.
*
Songxiyuan.
“Miss, I have brought them to the capital as you instructed, and they have been arranged to rest at the Yuelai Inn. Now everything is ready, we just need the final push.” Lu Bai leaned close to Song Zhiyu’s ear and whispered.
"Alright, now we just have to wait for the show to begin on the day of the family reunion banquet." Song Zhiyu played with the jade pendant in her hand, a barely perceptible smile flashing across her eyes.
Since Shen Jinshu insisted on fighting her, she had no choice but to play along.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Changde quickly ran into the courtyard and shouted to Song Zhiyu inside the house, "Second Miss, please go and save our young master!"
His condition is worsening. If you don't save him, his legs will be completely useless. You can't give him hope only to disappoint him again; what difference is there between that and driving him to his death?
Upon hearing this, Song Zhiyu frowned; she hated being threatened the most.
Moreover, Shen Yuzhou's legs had already improved considerably thanks to her previous treatment.
Even if she hadn't intervened, the condition of his legs wouldn't have worsened.
Even if Shen Muxun is useless, he wouldn't have managed to ruin Shen Yuzhou's leg.
What exactly happened in between?
"Miss, I'll go and chase them away right away." Lu Bai rolled up her sleeves, eager to get started, her eyes full of disdain.
Do they really think their young lady is someone they can summon and dismiss at will? They're incredibly arrogant.
Before they needed her, everyone was arrogant and looked down on her.
Now that they need her young lady, pleading and begging won't work, and she even dares to threaten her. It's really too much.
"No need, I can handle some things myself." Song Zhiyu lifted her foot and walked out the door, looking down at Changde kneeling on the ground not far away.
Changde was excited and tried to step forward despite the other servants' attempts to stop her. "Second Miss, you're finally out! Hurry up and come with me to save the young master, or it will be too late."
"I remember I made it very clear: I will not treat Shen Yuzhou's leg, and you should not come looking for me again."
"What does his life or death have to do with me?" Song Zhiyu's tone was flat, without a trace of emotion, as if he were talking about an insignificant person.
Changde stared blankly into Song Zhiyu's cold eyes, his throat hoarse as if it were blocked by sand, "But he's your brother, how can you say there's no connection?"
"Have you forgotten? He never acknowledged my identity. Perfect, I don't need it anymore." Song Zhiyu smiled faintly, the smile unchanged, yet everything had changed.
Song Zhiyu gave him a cold glance, her face showing a warning, "I'll let you off this time, but if you dare to barge into Songxi Courtyard and make a scene again, you know the consequences."
Lu Bai stood in front of Chang De, blocking his view, and smiled mockingly, "Chang De, you care about your young master. Likewise, I feel sorry for my young lady. Since she entered the manor, has anyone truly cared for her?"
She tried her best to heal the eldest son's leg, doing everything herself and never asking anyone else for help, but how did the eldest son treat her?
"Ask yourselves honestly, has my young lady ever done anything to wrong the eldest young master or the Marquis's mansion? No, she hasn't."
Lu Bai took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and continued, "But you just won't let her go. If you don't like her and don't care about her, why did you bring her back to the Marquis's mansion in the first place?"
Now that you've brought her back, why don't you treat her well? It wasn't her fault she ended up in the countryside, nor was it her fault she wasn't valued by her parents and brothers. Why should she be treated so contemptuously? If the Marquis's mansion doesn't cherish her, someone else will.
After saying this long speech, she kicked Changde right in the chest and walked away without looking back.
She hadn't forgotten that this Changde man always looked at her young lady with disdain; giving him only one kick was already too lenient.
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