At this time in the Prefect's Mansion, Feng Qiyu was lying on a bed filled with the smell of medicine.
His eyes were dim and his whole person looked sick, but he still didn't forget to get angry at others.
One of her legs was completely numb, and the doctors who were invited were helpless. If the prefect's wife hadn't been afraid of making things worse, those doctors would have almost lost their lives in Feng Qiyu's hands.
"Girl, you asked the slaves to talk to others about the embroidery workshop. As soon as those girls returned, they came forward to return the things, and the news spread among them. If this continues, I want to come to the embroidery workshop. I won’t be able to hold on for long... I dared to threaten you that day, and I was simply asking for death.”
The maid picked something that might make her happy and said a few words, but when she saw that her face became more gloomy, she changed her hand and smashed the medicine bowl.
How could she be happy now?
One of her legs had become useless for no reason. She wanted to find out about the prince, but it was nowhere to be found. Her father was even more angry because she secretly kidnapped someone.
And not only that, now not only could she not touch the embroiderer named Song, she also had to avoid being known by the person named Yi, so as not to lose the face of the prefecture.
No matter how you think about it, it is an embarrassing thing.
"If you let some more news out, I will make those shady embroidery palms and that broken embroidery workshop completely collapse this winter!"
When Feng Qiyu thought about the day when people in the embroidery workshop came to ask for someone, and she was scolded by her father, she couldn't swallow it, let alone an embroidery girl with such a poor and humble status, how could she get such a thing so easily? The prince's favor.
But now, she seemed to have hit rock bottom, losing both her legs, and was being pressed and ridiculed by the man named Yi every step of the way.
It's a pity that her father still doesn't stand on her side, just because she acted recklessly!
"Go quickly!"
Feng Qiyu's anger deepened when he saw the maid in front who was still cleaning up the debris.
Now, only when she saw the embroidery shop disappearing little by little, and taking the embroiderer named Song with nowhere to go, could she temporarily forget the pain in her legs and feel better.
"Yes, girl, slave, go right now!"
...
As the night deepened, the silence in the prefect's mansion finally came to a standstill, and the entire Luo City gradually returned to tranquility.
But there was a lamp that was not extinguished, and a person full of thoughts, walking alone in this winter night, stepping on the cold wind, and stopped in front of the window of his sweetheart.
The room was a little cold, and the teapot was filled with ice water that was so cold that even touching it would make your fingertips uncomfortable.
The sleeping person smashed his mouth and shouted in a daze for a drink.
The visitor put down what he was holding, first lit the incense prepared by Doctor Mu, and then went to the kitchen.
This busyness never stopped.
From the beginning to the end, no one on the bed could see Pei Yanzhou's pale face and the tiredness between his brows.
But he didn't feel tired, and he enjoyed doing things that he would never have done with his own hands before.
He even took a closer look at the rabbit before leaving, fearing that it would disturb the sleep of the people in the house.
"Master, Miss Jinyin's breakfast has been delivered."
After stepping on the courtyard wall and going back to the next door, Pei Yanzhou saw what the cook had just prepared, and then turned his head and glanced into the distance.
There was only a gray wall where he saw it, but he seemed to be able to see people who were still sleeping, with a gentleness that had not dissipated in his eyes.
"Heat it first, then put it outside her house when she's about to go out."
"Yes, I'm afraid it will get cold easily if left like this, but do you want me to deliver it directly to Miss Jin Yin?"
"She won't eat it."
Pei Yanzhou looked away, his eyes as dark as ink, revealing an indescribable sadness, and then he laughed at himself.
He actually knows everything, and he also understands that she probably won't even take a look at this thing.
But he still wanted to give it away.
Only in this way can Pei Yanzhou feel that he is still alive, still alive by her side, and not far away from her.
Even now, Song Jinyin's biggest wish is not to see him again or to have anything to do with him.
The man turned around and entered the house, changed out of his coat that was stained with medicinal dust, picked up Song Jinyin's embroidered purse and jade pendant again, and put them on carefully.
"Yesterday Lin Jingxiu said that there are many strange things from outside in Luo City. You go and collect some."
...
Song Jinyin no longer had the pain in her mouth yesterday and slept much more peacefully that night.
Just as soon as they got together, she noticed something was wrong.
Although the tea on the table was cold, it was not too cold on this cold winter day.
If she wasn't pregnant, she could still drink a large glass of it.
There are also wooden bolts that are only half-fastened on the windows. There are bits of dust from nowhere beside the wooden windows, and rabbits are quietly munching hay in the kitchen.
Song Jinyin couldn't explain why something was wrong, until she walked to the kitchen in a daze and squatted down.
I originally wanted to continue to make a fire and cook medicine based on last night's fire, but I found that the firewood that should have been extinguished was still glowing after removing the ashes.
Someone entered her house.
He boiled water for her in the middle of the night and even fed grass to the rabbit that was supposed to be making a fuss.
Song Jinyin's heart sank suddenly, and the man's face suddenly appeared in her mind, her brows furrowed slightly.
She couldn't understand Pei Yanzhou at all.
Yesterday's cruelty didn't even make him walk away. Instead, he seemed to have taken a step back, and he was completely different from the previous person.
But Song Jinyin's heart showed no sign of softening because of this, only a hint of dryness arose.
If it was really him who was so so-called silently giving and self-righteously treating her well, she didn't want it at all. She just wanted him to stay away from her and keep herself pure.
But it was obvious that although Pei Yanzhou did not appear when she was awake, he still had no intention of returning her freedom.
The only thing she could hope for now was that the emperor in Kyoto would issue an order one day to summon him back to the capital.
Song Jinyin's eyes were heavy, and she was distracted looking at the pile of flames that were clearly extinguishing.
By the time I finished packing and opened the door, it was already getting brighter, and there were sounds of pedestrians passing by outside the path.
There were two food boxes placed next to the wooden door outside the courtyard, which looked familiar.
A three-layered double-butterfly carved wooden box should contain food, and the other double-layered flower food box should be the same as yesterday, containing the medicinal food stewed for her.
Song Jinyin glanced at the things in the corner, turned around, locked the door, and left.
Just as Pei Yanzhou thought, he couldn't even bear to look at it.
The two Xuan guards looked at each other in the dark, and both saw sighs in their eyes.
After following her for so long, they had figured out the temperament of this girl Jin Yin.
It is said that the master is cruel, thinks carefully about what he wants to do step by step, and it is easy to give up what he wants, but the girl in front of him is no less stubborn in her bones.
Not to mention that they can force their master to give in every step of the way, and they don't intend to let go despite being treated coldly. These two are really masters that no one can persuade.
Song Jinyin didn't know the thoughts hidden in the dark. When passing by the Sun family courtyard, she suddenly remembered what the woman said yesterday.
The steps stopped unconsciously.
After seeing the wooden door, Song Jinyin finally realized what was wrong yesterday.
According to the woman's tone, the person the couple saw while walking out of the courtyard during the day must have been standing at the door of her courtyard.
But if you were looking for the wrong way, you should be walking down the wrong alley. How could you remember a small courtyard in the middle to the end of it?
And she knew that the only man who had stood at her door was Pei Yanzhou.
He is worthy of the noble status that the woman calls him, and the sight of him makes him unforgettable.
Song Jinyin was beating her heart, and her eyes fell on the wooden door of Sun's courtyard.
Speaking of it, this sister Sun treated her very well. She never forgot her when eating or drinking. She would always arrange some small things for her and arrange them for her.
And what she returned with was just some dried meat and simple pastries.
And she was always working in the embroidery workshop on weekdays. She didn't stay at home much, and she didn't have many personal conversations with Sister Sun.
In other words, the two of them are not close.
The continued communication is all due to Sister Sun's enthusiasm and kindness.
Looking back now, it is indeed a bit strange, but if all this has something to do with Pei Yanzhou, it will make sense.
Song Jinyin hesitated to raise her hand to knock on the door, but put it down for a while and then raised it again.
If Pei Yanzhou showed up late at night, he had made up his mind not to let her see him.
But it's a bit ridiculous to be treated with such so-called caution by him.
She had never cared about this, and she didn't want to accept his self-righteous favor in vain and be trapped under his imprisonment again.
She just wanted to have a good time and wanted that man to give up completely.
Or be like her and endure all the fatigue and pain in those eight years, and then tell her how guilty you are.
Or, take those past away from her, part ways, and have nothing to do with each other.
Just as he was thinking about it, the wooden door creaked and opened from the inside.
Before she saw anyone, a medicinal smell that she was very familiar with floated out from inside along the wind.
