Chapter 2 Reminder
He Zhiran ran and shouted, afraid that he would not be able to catch up with Mo Jiuye.
"Mo Jiuye, wait a minute..."
After chasing for a long distance, I finally saw the red figure of Mo Jiuye.
Mo Jiuye turned around and looked at her expressionlessly, "What's wrong?"
He Zhiran ran to Mo Jiuye breathlessly, took his arm and walked back.
"What are you going to do?" Mo Jiuye asked with a frown.
He Zhiran didn't know how to explain his purpose, so he could only say vaguely, "I have a feeling that someone will plot against you when you enter the palace this time."
When saying these words, He Zhiran was already prepared to be questioned by Mo Jiuye.
However, Mo Jiuye did not do that, but asked: "What did you hear?"
In fact, during the time Mo Jiuye returned to the capital from the border, he had a vague feeling that he was being targeted, especially by the emperor, who always gave people a sense of hypocrisy when speaking to him.
He Zhiran couldn't say that he knew this history, so when asked back, he could only answer with gritted teeth.
"I told you, I just have a bad feeling."
In Mo Jiuye's eyes, her explanation was too far-fetched. However, he was in a hurry to enter the palace at this time and had no intention of asking further questions.
He let He Zhiran pull him and gave the initiative to the other party.
He Zhiran wandered around the courtyard outside the bridal chamber, and finally his eyes stopped on the sedan chair she was riding in.
She let go of Mo Jiuye's hand, ran into the sedan chair, and took out a thick cushion.
This was something the original owner often carried with her when she went out at her parents' home. She hated the bumpy ride, whether in a sedan chair or a carriage, so the attentive Mrs. He ordered the servants to make a cushion for her.
He Zhiran pinched the cushion and felt the thickness was acceptable, then turned around and handed it to Mo Jiuye.
"Trust me, just put this behind you, maybe it can help you a little."
After a pause, she continued, "Also, if someone takes you there under the pretext that the emperor has summoned you to the harem, you must not go."
This is all she can do now. As for whether Mo Jiuye can escape the physical pain, it depends on his own luck.
Mo Jiuye hesitated for a moment, but still took the cushion.
As he turned around, he said, "It's getting late. You don't have to wait for me. Go to bed early!"
Seeing Mo Jiuye's back gradually moving away, He Zhiran couldn't help but remind him: "Don't forget to put the mat behind you."
Without receiving any response from Mo Jiuye, He Zhiran could only return the same way.
When I returned to the yard, I saw eight sisters-in-law and one sister-in-law waiting there.
The eight sisters-in-law were all experienced people, and when they saw He Zhiran coming back, they couldn't help but come forward to comfort him.
"Ninth brother's sister, don't worry. The emperor asked me to come to the palace so late at night. There must be something urgent. I believe it won't take too long."
"Yes, Ninth Brother will definitely come back in time to spend the wedding night with you."
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The sisters-in-law were too enthusiastic. He Zhiran knew that they were all showing goodwill to her. However, she could not hear what they said at the moment.
Looking at his eight very young sisters-in-law, He Zhiran felt sad for a moment.
These kind women had a miserable life and became widows at a young age.
Eventually, he will be exiled.
After thinking about it, He Zhiran decided to give a reminder.
"My dear sisters-in-law, I have been having a strange dream these past few days. It said that our Duke's Mansion will be confiscated and exiled."
Cui Biting, the usually calm sister-in-law, stepped forward and took her arm, saying softly, "Ninth sister-in-law, don't say that. Our Protectorate Mansion has been loyal and righteous for generations. How could we possibly be confiscated and exiled?"
"Pooh, pooh, pooh... Don't say such unlucky words casually, ninth sister-in-law, let's just pretend we didn't hear it today." Second sister-in-law Xie Fang immediately spat on the ground twice.
He Zhiran knew that this would be the effect after her reminder, but she didn't intend to give up.
"Sisters-in-law, I also hope this isn't true, but this dream is too real, and it's the same scene every day, so I think we'd rather believe it. There's nothing to lose by making some preparations in advance."
Everyone looked at He Zhiran talking so convincingly and suddenly became confused.
My sister-in-law Mo Hanyue grew up under the protection of so many brothers and sisters-in-law, and she is the most timid.
After hearing what He Zhiran said, I was scared.
The little girl cried, "Sisters-in-law, I'm scared. This can't be true."
Seeing this, the eldest sister-in-law took her into her arms and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, Hanyue. People say that dreams are the opposite of reality."
Mo Hanyue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and snuggled in her sister-in-law's arms.
The eldest sister-in-law looked at her sisters-in-law and said, "It's getting late. Ninth sister-in-law has worked hard today. Let her rest early!"
He Zhiran didn't know if anyone would believe what she said. Anyway, she had done everything she should do. As for what would happen in the future, she could only take it one step at a time.
After returning to the room, several maids helped her wash up, and then He Zhiran sent everyone out.
What she needs now is quiet. Only when she is quiet can she think about what to do next with peace of mind.
By the light of the red candles, she could see the dazzling array of treasures in the bridal chamber. It was a pity that she didn't have the ability to take these things away.
In this case, she could only set her sights on the silver bills that were most convenient to carry.
She didn't know how much silver notes the Duke of Huguo's Mansion had now, but the original owner's parents had put two thousand taels of silver notes in her dowry.
Thinking of this, He Zhiran quickly got up, put on a coat and walked out of the house.
Qiaoyu came forward quickly and asked, "What do you want, Miss?"
He Zhiran waved his hand: "Nothing, I can't sleep, I'm going to check the dowry, you don't have to follow me."
Qiaoyu had been serving He Zhiran since she was a child, and she was very familiar with this young lady's character of having the final say. When she saw that she was not allowed to follow, she responded and stayed where she was.
The dowry had just been brought into the Duke of Huguo's mansion today and had not yet been put away. It was now all placed in the side room.
He Zhiran directly opened the box containing the silver bills, took out a stack of silver bills from it, and checked it. It was exactly two thousand taels.
Holding the silver bills in his hand, He Zhiran's first thought was that when the house was searched, someone would definitely search him. Where could he hide these silver bills so that they would not be found?
If only she had a space like those time-traveling women in novels, storing the banknotes in it would be safer. Unfortunately...
Just as she was complaining about the unfairness of the time-travel god, she suddenly felt the scene in front of her change.
The scene before her was very familiar to her. This was actually her infirmary.
Could it be that she is not dead?
Soon, He Zhiran was defeated by the cruel facts.
She tried to push open the door of the infirmary, but the door was like a decoration, with no response at all, and there was not even a gap to be seen.
The windows were the same, as if they were welded shut...
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