Shopkeeper Liu suffered such a fall and was ill for ten days and a half. When he wanted to do something again, Yu'er had already arrived.
Shopkeeper Liu was about to open the door and go see the beauty inside.
The servants in the mansion hurried over, "Master, it's not good, the shopkeeper of the Zhou family is here."
Shopkeeper Liu looked at him impatiently, "You didn't see that I was doing business!"
The servant looked panicked, "Sir, the shopkeeper of the Zhou family came here and tore down our door. If you don't go, he will set fire to our place."
"He's so brave!"
Shopkeeper Liu yelled angrily.
He immediately turned around angrily and walked towards the front yard, "Come on, take me there."
The servant bent down and led the way. ?.?????.???
At this time, Yuer was waiting for him in the front yard.
He stood up inside the house, holding a real torch in his hand.
Shopkeeper Liu stepped forward and scolded: "You brat, you really dare to set fire to my house, see if I don't report it to the officials to arrest you!"
Yu'er put out the torch and said calmly to Shopkeeper Liu: "Shopkeeper Liu, I heard that you have detained my people for half a month."
Shopkeeper Liu thought he was just an ordinary peddler in the capital, and said very rudely: "What do you call your person? That embroiderer is obviously my concubine."
Yu'er slowly walked up to her and said in a cold voice: "Shopkeeper Liu, I'll give you another chance. Bring the person out quickly, otherwise I won't be polite."
Shopkeeper Liu saw that he had a bad temper and scolded him unwillingly: "Who do you think you are? How dare you show off your power in front of me!"
"Someone! Come quickly!"
He called out loudly.
At this time, a group of guards came outside the house and surrounded the two of them.
Shopkeeper Liu took a closer look and found that he didn't look like the people in the mansion.
Yuer raised his eyes slightly, "Shopkeeper Liu, I have given you a chance. If you don't cherish it, don't blame me."
Shopkeeper Liu was shocked, stood up slowly, pointed at him and stammered: "You...you...are..."
Before he could finish his words, the two leading guards kicked his feet hard, grabbed his hands, and forced him to kneel in front of Yu'er, "How dare you talk to the prince like this! You don't want your life!"
"Prince?!" Shopkeeper Liu suddenly looked up at Yu'er, shocked, and his open mouth could fit an egg in.
Yu'er didn't talk nonsense to him, pulled out a sword and pointed it at him, "Where is Qin'er?"
Shopkeeper Liu was trembling with fear and said in a trembling voice: "She, she is in the east wing of the backyard."
Yu'er stood up in large strides and walked toward the backyard while ordering the guards: "Take him down here and seal his house!"
For such a small businessman, if he was given any crime, his house could be ransacked three times.
Yu'er rarely uses his status as a prince to pressure others, but this is the first time he has done so for Qin'er.
Yu'er listened to shopkeeper Liu's words and strode towards the east wing of Liu's house.
The servant in the mansion obediently stepped forward to guide him and unlocked the door along the way.
Yu'er kicked the door open and called to the person inside: "Miss Qin!"
Qin'er has been on a hunger strike these days to protest. Now she is so hungry that she is dizzy and pale as she lies on the bed.
Yuer was heartbroken and stepped forward to hold her in his arms.
Fortunately, on his way here this time, he brought a lot of medicine that Mianmian gave him, as well as food that Du Wanchun prepared for him.
He took Qin'er into the carriage and fed her two pills.
After Qin'er took the pills, her complexion gradually improved a lot.
This little girl also had a bad life. Her family used to be the most famous embroidery workshop in Qingzhou Prefecture, but her family fell into decline and she had to follow her family to Ruan County.
After arriving in Ruan County, her parents passed away one after another, leaving only one sister.
She was almost desperate, but in the end Yuer appreciated her and gave her money to buy her embroidery, which gradually made her famous in Ruan County.
"Miss Qin'er, are you feeling better?" Yu'er asked her eagerly.
Qin'er opened her eyes slightly and saw that the person coming was Yu'er. She could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.
Yuer quickly wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "Don't cry, don't cry. It's okay now. I've sent people to catch that bastard."
Qin'er held the handkerchief he handed her, raised her head and asked, "Where's Shopkeeper Liu? Has he made things difficult for you?"
Yu'er comforted her and said, "He is already in prison by me. He can't embarrass me even if he wants to."
After hearing this, Qin'er felt a little relieved. She hadn't eaten anything these days, her lips were dry, and she didn't have the strength to speak.
Yuer quickly unpacked the baggage Du Wanchun gave him.
Inside are pastries.
Originally there were some meat pies, but he ate them all on the way, leaving only pastries that were easy to store.
He picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to her.
She took a bite and chewed it slowly. After swallowing, she felt like her whole body came to life.
Seeing that she liked to eat, Yu'er immediately gave her another piece, "Miss Qin'er, eat slowly. I just sent someone to buy porridge, and they should be there soon."
Qin'er nodded.
She sat in his arms and after eating two pieces of pastries, she couldn't eat any more. When she raised her eyes, she happened to see the package of pastries.
There are two orchids embroidered on it, and the stitching method is exactly the same as her mother's.
She stretched out her hand, pointed at the embroidery and asked, "Mr. Zhou, where did you get this burden?"
Yu'er looked down and replied: "This is what my mother usually uses. It seems to have been there for many years."
This piece of baggage came with them when they were young. After they went to the capital, they kept it in their old house, and now they use it again.
When Yu'er said this, he suddenly thought of what Du Wanchun had said to him before leaving. He quickly said: "Probably that year, my mother and I bought it from a little girl in the streets of Qingzhou Prefecture. We looked at it. The girl felt sorry for her, so he bought all the embroidery in her hand and gave her a large sum of money."
Miss Qin'er suddenly showed a look of shock. She looked at Yu'er blankly and clasped her hands tightly. "Mr. Zhou, do you still remember that I told you about my sweetheart?"
Yu'er nodded, of course he knew that Miss Qin'er had mentioned it to him many times.
She said that her parents were seriously ill when she was young, and a young master gave her money so that she could revive them and follow them to settle down in Ruan County.
She remembered that the young master gave her a handkerchief and asked her to wipe her tears.
She still holds the veil in her hand.
Miss Qin'er took out the handkerchief from her arms and said, "I am the little girl you and your mother bought the embroidery from."
Yu'er was stunned. He waited for a long time and didn't understand what was going on.
"You said, I am the young master who is kind to you?"
He pointed at himself in disbelief.
There were a few tears in Miss Qin'er's eyes, "That's right."
She said and spread the handkerchief to Yu'er again, "Maybe you forgot. Think about it again."
Yu'er lowered his head and looked at the veil. In all the years he and Miss Qin'er had known each other, this was the first time he looked at the veil so carefully.
There is nothing different about the white handkerchief, except that there is a crooked word "Mian" embroidered on it.
Yu'er gradually had a picture in his mind. The scarf was Mianmian, and his mother had specially embroidered the word "Mianmian" to prevent Mianmian from being lost.
But he accidentally lost it.
At that time, he did not wipe the little girl's tears with the handkerchief. It happened that a gust of wind blew by, and when he was not paying attention, the handkerchief he had stuffed in his sleeve blew into the little girl's hand.
That's why he didn't remember it.
Yu'er never thought that just because of this gust of wind, Miss Qin'er would remember him for several years.
He held the handkerchief tightly, not knowing whether to thank Mianmian or express gratitude.
