After the old nannies and Chun'er were dragged away, the courtyard instantly became quiet and deserted.
Servants with dirty hands, once in the hands of Steward Lin, would simply have their hands and feet broken and be sold off.
Those old nannies were also veterans of the household. Out of consideration for them, Steward Lin would at most send them to do some dirty and tiring work as a way of giving her an explanation.
As for Chun'er, she wasn't so lucky.
In the end, she had achieved her goal of completely eliminating the spies that Shen Jinshu had planted in her courtyard, which put her mind at ease.
Song Zhiyu withdrew her gaze and said casually, "If Young Master Shen has nothing else to do, he should leave quickly and not come back to make trouble for himself in the future."
She directly ordered him to leave, showing no respect whatsoever to Shen Yuzhou.
It seems she'll need to add a few more guards to Songxi Courtyard, to prevent just anyone from barging in and causing trouble.
After saying that, Song Zhiyu turned her head, raised her hand and pointed to the front door, her intention to get rid of him was obvious.
If there's a next time, she won't be so polite.
Shen Yuzhou took a deep breath, his face showing embarrassment.
As the eldest son of a marquis, he was born into a noble family. Even after he lost his leg and suffered the coldness of human relationships, he was never so ruthlessly expelled from the courtyard.
Song Zhiyu was the first and only person to dare treat him like that.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything about her and had no choice but to swallow his anger.
He gave Song Zhiyu a deep look, swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and let the servant Changde push him away.
As soon as the master and servant stepped out of the courtyard gate, a dull thud came from behind them, and the gate of Songxi Courtyard slammed shut with a loud "bang".
Changde shuddered, turned to look at the tightly closed door, his face turning pale and then red. "Young Master, the Second Miss has really gone too far."
"Let's go." Shen Yuzhou lowered his eyelids, concealing the emotions in his eyes. His voice was calm and low, making it impossible to discern his joy or anger.
Only his white knuckles revealed the turmoil in his heart.
"yes……"
Changde hesitated, but then shut up under Shen Yuzhou's cold gaze and reluctantly pushed his wheelchair away.
*
On the way back to Songzhu Courtyard, Changde pushed Shen Yuzhou and they ran into Shen Yanxi, who had just come out of the Hall of Punishments.
"Since we've run into the eldest young master, I'll hand the fourth young master over to you."
Before Shen Yuzhou could respond, Jiang Huai, with a stern face, tossed Shen Yanxi, who was being supported by his shoulder, to them and flew away.
He had completed the task assigned to him by His Highness the Crown Prince and should return to report.
A dark shadow swept quickly across the rooftop, and in no time, the person had vanished without a trace.
Changde was shocked to hear this and quickly reached out to support Shen Yanxi, moving carefully so as not to touch his injuries.
He had long heard of the formidable reputation of the Hall of Punishments; anyone who went inside would either die or suffer greatly.
Unexpectedly, Shen Yanxi, as the fourth young master of the Marquis's mansion, also suffered such severe punishment.
Changde gasped as he looked at the wounds on Shen Yanxi's body—knife wounds, whip wounds, and blood dripping from his wounds.
"The Fourth Young Master was so badly injured. Those people in the Punishment Hall really don't know their own strength."
Did they not know Shen Yanxi's identity?
Shen Yuzhou frowned, and his large hand gripping the handle tightened its grip. "Jiang Huai is the Crown Prince's man. With him watching over things, how dare the people in the Punishment Hall be perfunctory?"
"Don't worry about me for now. Quickly take Yanxi back to the courtyard and find a doctor to treat his injuries."
"This servant understands." Changde nodded emphatically, carefully carried Shen Yanxi on his back, his worried gaze falling on Shen Yuzhou, and then strode towards the main courtyard.
Chaos reigned in the Chengen Marquis's mansion. First, the Third Young Master injured his hand for no reason, and then the Fourth Young Master was carried over by Changde, covered in blood.
With two young masters injured in succession, the atmosphere in the entire mansion suddenly became quiet and somewhat oppressive.
The servants in the mansion huddled in a corner, trembling, their heads bowed low, fearing the wrath of their master.
The scene before me felt strangely familiar, except that this time there was one less injured person.
Doctor Yang carefully examined Shen Mingyi's right hand, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
As his expression grew increasingly solemn, Shen Mingyi's heart sank, and he held his breath, awaiting the verdict.
"Has the Third Young Master offended anyone?" After pondering for a while, Doctor Yang stroked his white beard and asked thoughtfully.
Shen Mingyi's expression froze, and his tone became stiff. "No."
He deliberately concealed the truth not to protect Song Zhiyu, but because he didn't want to be laughed at.
Shen Mingyi stared directly at Doctor Yang with his gloomy eyes, his voice low and hoarse, "Doctor Yang, tell me the truth, can my hand ever fully recover?"
"Yes and no." Doctor Yang nodded and then shook his head, leaving people puzzled.
Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Shen Mingyi's narrow phoenix eyes. He asked with slight anxiety and a hint of impatience, "What do you mean by that, Doctor Yang? If you can do it, you can do it; if you can't, you can't. What are you talking about?"
Doctor Yang calmed Shen Mingyi down, saying, "Third Young Master, please don't worry. My medical skills are not good enough to cure your hand. But there is one person who can."
"Who?" Shen Mingyi looked at Doctor Yang with expectant eyes, waiting for him to say the person's name so that he could "invite" the person to the Marquis's residence to treat his injuries.
Shen Jinshu also spoke up at the right time, her anxiety no less than Shen Mingyi's, "Dr. Yang, please tell us quickly. My third brother's hands are priceless, we absolutely cannot let anything happen to them."
Doctor Yang didn't keep them in suspense and said directly, "This person is the Divine Physician Liangyue. You must have heard of her."
Upon hearing this, the people present exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions varying.
Only Doctor Yang remained oblivious to the strange atmosphere and continued talking to himself.
"The Divine Physician Liangyue became famous at a young age and has superb medical skills. No difficult or complicated disease is a problem for her."
Shen Jinshu looked troubled and licked his dry lower lip uncomfortably. "But the whereabouts of the Divine Physician Liangyue are uncertain, and we can't find her."
She wanted to use the name of this divine physician Liangyue to carry out her plans, but the people she sent out could not find any trace of him.
"This is exactly what I wanted to say. Some time ago, I was traveling around and happened to hear that the divine physician Liangyue had appeared in the western suburbs of the capital."
Doctor Yang greatly admired the renowned Liangyue Divine Physician, who possessed such medical skills at such a young age. He had always wanted to meet her in person and learn from her.
Unfortunately, he wasn't fortunate enough to have her; he rarely even heard of her whereabouts, let alone saw her in person.
But the Marquis of Chengen's residence is different; perhaps they can find the divine physician Liangyue.
At that time, he will also be able to benefit from the opportunity and see the true face of the divine doctor.
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