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Yan Shuqin blinked her eyes and said softly, "Yes, brother, I always feel that there must be something fishy. Why don't we follow quietly and see what happens."

The two smiled at each other, and followed Lu Yundi and Hongying tacitly, keeping a distance.

The back door of the Lu Mansion was relatively simple. There were no guards at the door. Only a few servants were busy working, apparently preparing something.

The appearance of Lu Yundi and Hongying did not attract their attention. The two of them successfully passed through the back door and entered the mansion.

Yan Canglan and Yan Shuqin followed carefully behind. Yan Canglan whispered to his sister, "Be careful, don't let the servants find us." Yan Shuqin nodded slightly, and the two of them walked with their backs bent, trying not to make any noise.

Lu Yundi took Hongying through several corridors and finally came to a remote woodshed.

She pulled a key out of her sleeve, gently inserted it into the keyhole, and turned the lock.

The door creaked open, revealing a dim woodshed with the air filled with the smell of dampness and grass.

Yan Canglan and Yan Shuqin followed Lu Yundi quietly. When they looked at each other, they could see confusion and vigilance in each other's eyes.

Yan Canglan frowned and whispered, "Sister, did you see that mother's whereabouts are mysterious? Is there really some secret that cannot be told to others?"

Yan Shuqin nodded slightly, with a hint of determination in her eyes, "No matter what, let's go in and take a look, so that we can feel at ease."

The two of them walked into the woodshed carefully, only to see Lu Yundi standing in the middle, calling softly: "Zhi Wei, Zhi Wei, where are you? My sister is here!"

Then, a young man's babbling voice came from the depths of the woodshed. A young man with messy hair and a dull look appeared in front of Lu Yundi.

This young man was none other than Lu Zhiwei.

He is the illegitimate son of the Lu family, five years younger than Lu Yundi, and they are Lu Yundi's biological sister.

Lu Yundi looked at her brother Lu Zhiwei with a look of heartache, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She gently stroked his hair, her heart filled with endless guilt and helplessness.

When I recall the scene of that day, it seems as if it were right in front of me.

At that time, the Lu family was still immersed in laughter and joy. The departure of his mother, Aunt Zheng, instantly made the laughter and joy in the family disappear, replaced by grief and sorrow.

The most tragic person was Lu Zhiwei.

"Mother, mother..." Lu Zhiwei held Aunt Zheng's body, tears streaming down his face, grief-stricken. After the severe blow, his bright eyes lost their luster and became empty and lifeless, and he became stupid and dumb.

In order to save the family's reputation and not let anyone know that he had a stupid son, Minister Lu locked Lu Zhiwei in a small hut in the backyard and strictly prohibited people in the mansion from mentioning the matter. He even invited a wizard to perform a ritual, hoping that Lu Zhiwei would die soon to avoid becoming a shame for the family.

When Lu Yundi learned about this, she felt heartbroken. She knew that although her brother was stupid, his heart was kind and pure. So she decided to secretly take care of her brother and do her best to save his life.

Every night when it was quiet, Lu Yundi would quietly come to the hut to boil medicine and feed her brother. She used her meager monthly allowance to buy the medicine, hoping that her brother's condition would improve.

However, these efforts did not change the brother's fate, he remained stupid and silent.

Seeing her brother's frail body, Lu Yundi felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She gently wiped the tears from her brother's face and whispered, "Zhi Wei, I will definitely find a way to make you better. You must be strong and believe in me."

Lu Yundi gently helped his brother Lu Zhiwei sit on the haystack, took out the silver needle he carried with him, and gently felt his brother's pulse, frowning slightly.

She knew that her brother's condition was not optimistic and required long-term treatment. She carefully gave her brother acupuncture, trying to alleviate his pain.

After the treatment, Lu Yundi took out a small cloth bag from her bosom, which contained dry food and herbs that she had carefully prepared. She fed her brother some dry food and let him drink a sip of herbal soup, hoping that it would alleviate his condition.

If the Lu family agreed, Lu Yundi planned to bring Lu Zhiwei to live in the Mansion of Marquis Zhongyong.

Even if the Lu family disagreed, she would use her status as the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion to put pressure on the Lu family to ensure that Lu Zhiwei could enjoy delicious food and would not be bullied by anyone.

In the woodshed, the faint scent of medicine and the moist earthy smell are intertwined.

Mrs. Lu Yundi, the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, sat upright on a worn bamboo chair, with a silver needle flickering in her hand, as she gave acupuncture to her brother Lu Zhiwei meticulously.

Outside the door, Yan Canglan and Yan Shuqin kept their eyes glued to the crack of the door, curiously peeking at what was happening inside.

Yan Canglan couldn't help but whispered, "Shuqin, have you figured out what's going on? Why is Madam so cautious? Could it be that all those precious herbs she bought just now were used for this fool?"

Yan Shuqin shook her head slightly, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes: "I'm not too sure. But I see that this idiot seems to be ill, and the lady actually gave him acupuncture herself, which shows that she cares about this person very much."

The two continued to spy, and saw that after Lu Yundi finished the acupuncture, he gently patted Lu Zhiwei's shoulder and said softly: "Okay, Zhiwei, you have a good rest, I will boil medicine for you later."

Lu Zhiwei opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he let out two silly chuckles.

His weak but sincere smile made Yan Canglan and Yan Shuqin feel sad.

Yan Canglan sneaked into the kitchen and saw Hongying concentrating on decocting medicine, so he went forward.

"Sister Hongying, what happened to that idiot Lu Zhiwei just now?" Yan Canglan asked in a low voice, looking at Hongying's face.

Hongying lowered her head slightly and gently stirred the herbs in the medicine jar with a spoon. After a moment, she slowly spoke: "Master, the one just now was Master Zhiwei from our house, and also our Madam's younger brother. He was very smart when he was young, but because his mother, Aunt Zheng, passed away suddenly, he was greatly stimulated and has become like this ever since."

Yan Canglan frowned and asked in confusion: "Since he is the young master of the mansion, why does Minister Lu ignore him?"

Hongying sighed, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes: "Master, you don't know this. Ever since Aunt Zheng passed away, Minister Lu has regarded Master Zhiwei as an ominous person and ignored him. If it weren't for our Madam's constant care, I'm afraid Lu Zhiwei would have starved to death in the corner."

Yan Canglan's face darkened. He didn't expect that there would be such indifference in the Lu Mansion. He looked at Hongying and asked curiously, "What about you? Sister Hongying, why do you care so much about him?"

Hongying raised her head, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "Master, I grew up in the mansion since I was a child, and my wife and I are like sisters. My wife is kind-hearted and cares for the servants in the mansion. Although I am of low status, I also know how to be grateful. Moreover, I think that although Master Zhiwei is stupid, he has a kind heart. Under the careful care of my wife, he will get better one day."