As soon as Chuntao entered the door, she realized that there was another person standing in the room.
Moreover, this person had just bullied them together with Haitang during the day.
She wiped away her tears and quickly ran to Song Yu's side.
Staring at Shen Zhan warily.
As she came closer, she exposed herself to the candlelight.
Song Yu's expression changed, "What's going on on your face?"
Chuntao stagnated slightly, turned around and covered her face with her hands.
"No, it's okay, miss. I accidentally bumped it myself. It's okay."
Song Yu had already guessed, "Did Haitang hit you?"
Chuntao lowered her head and did not deny it.
The fire that Song Yu had been harboring all day suddenly surged up, causing her heart to ache.
She was not from a delicate background and could endure some hardships, but there was no reason for the people around her to suffer along with her.
Hearing Song Yu's breathing became heavier, Chuntao hurriedly spoke to persuade her.
"Miss, I'm fine. I don't feel any pain at all. It's true!"
It was only during the day that the second master asked the person to come to his courtyard, which showed that he valued Haitang very much.
The young lady has already been sad once, and she really doesn't want the two of them to quarrel over her again.
Song Yu lay on the bed, her heart depressed, and her red eyes looked straight at Shen Zhan.
She wanted an explanation.
Shen Zhan glanced at Chuntao.
The slap marks on his face were clearly visible, and it was obvious that the other party had dealt a heavy hand.
He paused and said, "How much money did she steal from you? Is this enough?"
He took out a heavy purse from his sleeve and handed it to Chuntao.
Chuntao hesitated for a moment, then happily took it.
With this money, I will definitely be able to cure the young lady’s injuries!
Song Yu was stabbed hard in the heart.
He took someone else's side again.
what is this.
Do you really treat them like cats and dogs? !
Song Yu's eyes were red from suppressing the pain. She struggled up from the bed, grabbed her purse and smashed it back.
A bag of silver hit his chest, and Shen Zhan's breathing became stagnant.
"what are you doing!"
After stagnating for two breaths, he held back his breath and tried to push her back down again, but most of the medicine was wiped off by such a struggle.
But Song Yu pushed him away.
"Second Master, as the chief assistant, others say that you are fair and dedicated to the people, and that you are a good official."
She smiled coldly, "But why have you never been fair to me at all?"
"You clearly know that Kang'an Pavilion is deliberately making things difficult because of you, but you allow me to be bullied. And Haitang, she clearly..."
"What qualifications do you have to be fair to me!"
Veins popped up on Shen Zhan's forehead, and the ends of his eyes were scarlet.
"Back then, you colluded with Shen Qian and almost killed me. This is what you owe me. Song Yu, this is what you owe me!"
"It's not me...I said I didn't!"
Shen Zhan's eyes were full of disappointment, "You don't even dare to admit your fault. How can you have the face to be fair to me?"
A huge feeling of powerlessness came over me.
Song Yu couldn't explain, and felt suffocating pain in her heart.
The porcelain bottle and purse were thrown out of the window by Shen Zhan.
"You will never be able to repay what you owe me in your lifetime."
As soon as he finished speaking, he strode out with a cold look on his back.
Song Yu squeezed the quilt with all her strength, and two lines of tears fell down.
Chuntao was frightened.
After calming down, he squatted in front of Song Yu's bed and comforted her with tears.
"Miss, I'm fine! I don't feel any pain at all!"
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have mentioned Haitang, otherwise the second master wouldn't have been so angry at the young lady..."
Song Yu wiped the corners of her eyes, "Silly Chuntao, it's not your fault."
"Stop crying, I will seek justice for you if he doesn't give you justice."
She had to recover from this injury for seven days.
For the past seven days, I could only sleep on my stomach every night.
Seven days later, I was finally able to walk around.
It would be hard to put off going to Fushou Tang any longer.
Two days before moving, Song Yu, with Chuntao's support, walked out of Biyan Pavilion for a walk.
That day, Shen Zhan ordered her to be driven to Fushou Hall to learn the rules in front of everyone.
Now the news has spread all over the Hou Mansion, and everyone is waiting to see the joke.
The maids who used to have their nostrils turned upward now came to ask her gloating questions.
"I wonder when Grandma will move to Fushou Hall?"
Song Yu seemed unable to hear the ridicule in their words.
Whenever someone asks, he always replies with a smile.
"We will move immediately after recovering from our injuries."
Her tone was not only calm, but also made people feel that she was looking forward to it.
After questioning, Chuntao reluctantly revealed a few truths to them.
"This Biyan Pavilion is deserted. Our young lady has long been tired of staying here. We might as well move to the Fushou Hall. After all, we are in front of the old lady. Even the second master can't go past the old lady and punish people, right? "
When everyone heard that there was no excitement, they were naturally a little disappointed.
There are also many people who say that they seek medical treatment because of a sudden illness.
Will the old lady still have a good life?
But they seemed anxious.
Two days later, as soon as Song Yu recovered, the two of them immediately started packing their things.
After moving twice, Chuntao carried the last bit of luggage and helped Song Yu to the Fushou Hall.
But halfway, he was stopped.
There was originally only one green tree in Shen Zhan's yard.
That day, Shen Zhan didn't know why, so he asked for a crabapple and left all the chores in her hands.
It seems to need to be reused.
Everyone in the Hou family has seen some connections, and Haitang is now the most respected person around the second master.
Her life was much better than when she was in Kang'an Pavilion.
The only thing that bothered her was the Biyan Pavilion.
She had been in the second master's yard for several days. Although the second master valued her, he did not give her any chance of unnecessary contact.
The more this happened, the more she hated Song Yu.
A woman who was left a widow by her uncle actually showed her face in front of the second uncle through her own tricks.
Qingmu reminded her several times intentionally or unintentionally, asking her not to provoke Song Yu.
But the more this happened, the more unhappy she became.
She is now the person serving the second master, what kind of thing is that widow!
She finally had some free time that day, and as soon as she got the news that Song Yu was moving there, she immediately came with her people.
Song Yu and Chuntao were stopped not far from Fushou Hall.
"When Grandma was showing off her power in front of me that day, did she ever think that she would still be here today?"
Haitang was all dressed up, and it was obvious that she was here to see her laugh.
Song Yu held Chuntao's arm.
"That day you persuaded Madam to beat me first and bully Chuntao later. Just forget that I don't care about you, but you still dare to appear in front of me now?"
"You? Who do you think you are!"
There was disdain in Haitang's eyes, "The Marquis has kept you so that you can be a widow for the uncle. You are not a good person. You don't abide by women's rules and you go around wandering around with women. You deserve to be beaten to death by my wife!"
Song Yu looked at her pink dress and hairpins and suddenly smiled.
Haitang was annoyed, "Why are you laughing? Don't laugh! I tell you, you'd better give up on Er Ye from now on!"
"How can you imagine such a fairy-like figure like the Second Master!"
Song Yu chuckled, shook her head, and whispered to Chuntao.
"You haven't even reached the heights of Second Master yet, yet you treat yourself as a member of his room. It's really rare."
It was a whisper, but the sound was just right enough to reach Haitang's ears.
Haitang's face suddenly changed, "What nonsense are you talking about! I went to work in Erye's courtyard, who wants to climb a high tree!"
Song Yu smiled softly.
"What I said is nonsense, don't take it seriously, girl. The Fushou Hall is just ahead, and I'm rushing to pay my respects to the old lady. You can do as you please."
"Stop! Stop!"
After exposing her weakness in public, Haitang was not willing to just let her go.
"Speak clearly! Stop slandering people who can't climb high!"
Song Yu speeded up her steps, as if she couldn't hear her words, and she reached the door of Fushou Hall in a few steps.
Several little maids pulled Haitang, "We are about to arrive at the Fushou Hall, let's go first."
"What's wrong with Fushou Tang? I am the second master's son, and I have the second master to protect me. Can the old lady punish me?!"
Haitang shook off the hands of several maids and chased after them.
"Don't leave! Tell me clearly! I'm telling you..."
