The ancestral hall is cold and secluded.
Today is another old lady's birthday party. There are only two women guarding the door, which makes it even more pure.
Chuntao was grinding beside me, but my heart couldn't calm down.
"Miss, how can the second master help outsiders bully you..."
Song Yu's hand paused, and then she started writing smoothly.
"Silly Chuntao, you and I will have to remember something after this. Don't rely on others for your survival. They are unreliable."
"But the second master is different..."
"What is the difference?"
Song Yu concentrated on the scriptures without raising her head.
"My biological father treats me like this, let alone others. What's more, he has been granted marriage by the Holy Spirit."
Song Yu's tone was so calm that Chuntao couldn't tell whether she was a little sad or not.
Suddenly she thought about Aunt Ruan again.
"Miss, I didn't get the medicine, what should I do?"
Song Yu finally stopped writing and looked at the high courtyard wall outside the door.
"Let's wait until tomorrow. There is a boy in the front yard who knows Big Brother's people. If there is no other way, I can only ask him to deliver a message to Big Brother."
"Eldest Young Master?"
Chuntao was overjoyed and lowered the corner of her mouth, "But the eldest son is far away in Fuyang, and I'm afraid he's just out of reach."
The eldest son, Song Zeyan, is the legitimate son of the royal family, and Aunt Ruan was originally his wife's dowry, so he always helps them.
But after his wife passed away, he and his father became more and more at odds, and now he even went to Fuyang to work as an official.
This hope is indeed not great.
Song Yu lowered her eyes, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.
If it really doesn't work, it is also a way to break out of the Hou Mansion to beat the drum and complain.
It's just that it's a lose-lose and cumbersome and difficult option, so it's the last option.
No matter what, she would never let her aunt die in the room like this.
Shen Qin deliberately tortured her and gave her a thick stack of paper.
She was not allowed to go out until she finished copying, and no one was allowed to bring her food or water.
Feeling cold and hungry at night, Chuntao curled up into a ball and fell asleep on the futon. She endured the pain and continued to copy scriptures.
"Creak" sound.
A dark shadow quickly flashed outside the door.
Song Yu almost overturned the candle, and just when she was about to call someone, Qingmu hurriedly spoke out.
"Miss, don't shout, it's me."
Song Yu's palms were full of sweat and she looked at him warily, "What are you doing here?"
Aoki felt bitter in his heart.
Back when there was an unpleasant quarrel between the second master and Miss Song, he was the one who suffered.
"Miss, our second master is drunk."
"I don't know how to hangover. You've found the wrong person."
Song Yu's face turned cold and she picked up her pen to continue copying scriptures.
Aoki hurriedly came closer, "Miss, it was the second master who asked me to come. Don't look at how angry he is during the day, but he still wants you to come over."
Seeing that Song Yu was unmoved, he continued.
"Second Master also said that as long as you are willing to go, you can rest assured about Aunt Ruan."
Song Yu was not as happy as Qingmu imagined, but instead felt a little bitter.
What Shen Zhan said this morning was really not groundless.
She was just a sex servant in exchange for a deal with him. Where did the affection between the two come from?
Qingmu was afraid that she wouldn't go, "Miss, don't let a small thing cost you a big thing. Even if you are angry with the second master, you have to take good care of Aunt Ruan first, right?"
She understands this.
Song Yu put away the pen and paper in silence. When she stood up, she remembered that Chuntao was still sleeping beside her.
Aoki said hurriedly: "Miss, don't worry, I'll stay here to watch over her for you."
Watching Song Yu leave, Qingmu let out a long sigh of relief.
Finally, I can give the second master a job.
Looking at Chuntao who was not sleeping at the side, Aoki couldn't help but laugh.
"You silly girl is so generous that you can still sleep in the ancestral hall."
Aoki and Yi sat aside, closing their eyes and falling asleep.
After a busy day, the Hou Mansion became quiet at night.
Song Yu went to Shen Zhan's yard with a lantern. He never liked being served by others, and there was always only Qingmu beside him.
The journey was smooth, which was convenient for her.
Song Yu had already mentally prepared herself on the way here. As soon as she entered the hospital, she opened the door and entered the house.
Shen Zhan had fallen drunk on the couch, his cheeks red.
He had always maintained his composure, and this was the first time Song Yu had seen him drink like this.
She sat next to Shen Zhan and started to take off her clothes without looking at him.
"Do you still need to take a shower?"
