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The dark and strong guard acted very skillfully. The wounds on Shen Jiayu's body were deep, but they did not hurt her fundamentally. The medicine they left behind was more effective than ordinary medicine.

Shen Jiayu had suffered numerous injuries and had taken many special medicines. Even though the medicine Song Yuanbai left for her was not as good as the one given by Qiongling Pavilion, her injuries healed faster than those of ordinary people.

She just lay down every day to recuperate, and occasionally studied the rules. She was just like before, lazy and happy.

If Shen Jiayu wants to pretend, he just needs to be himself.

As long as she suppressed the urge to take action, her identity would not be exposed in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ten days later, Shen Jiayu's injuries were completely healed. Fortunately, there was a small window in the dungeon, and a ray of light would come in at dawn. Shen Jiayu's spirit did not collapse. She packed up her things and waited for the arrival of the black and strong guards.

Shen Jiayu was not idle during these ten days. Every day when the dark and strong guards came to deliver meals, she would try to talk to them. It was not that she was scheming and wanted to trick them, but that no one here could talk to her. She had to chat with a living person for a few words, so as not to go crazy.

After chatting for so many days, the dark and strong guard kept his mouth shut. Apart from inviting her to dinner and telling her some rules of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he only told Shen Jiayu his name - Zhao Ming.

Today, Zhao Ming delivered meal to Shen Jiayu on time.

"Breakfast."

He was about to leave after saying just one more word, but Shen Jiayu stopped him.

"Brother Zhao, my injuries have fully healed. Could you please tell the eldest master that I really can't stay here any longer?"

Shen Jiayu's brows were slightly frowned, her face was pale, and her already thin figure looked even smaller. Even Zhao Ming couldn't bear her pitiful appearance and thought that Song Yuanbai was overthinking it.

Zhao Ming placed the food he brought on the table and said, "Well, I will tell you, young master. You wait."

Shen Jiayu smiled at him and started eating a steamed bun in small bites.

Before going out, Zhao Ming looked back at Shen Jiayu who was eating, rolled his eyes, then left the dungeon and went straight to find Song Yuanbai.

At this time, Song Yuanbai was playing chess with Song Qinghong in the garden.

It seemed that two people were playing chess, but in fact, only Song Yuanbai was playing chess seriously. Song Qinghong's mind was not here at all. She just wanted to know when Shen Jiayu would come back.

"Brother, it's already the tenth day. She should have learned the rules and come back. You should pick her up earlier."

Song Yuanbai's hand holding the black chess piece froze in the air, and he said helplessly: "Once she learns the rules, my brother will naturally bring her back. You don't have to worry."

Song Yuanbai really had no way to deal with his sister. On the first day of Shen Jiayu's imprisonment, Song Qinghong lost her temper for the first time and did not believe what he said at all. He had to persuade Song Qinghong with all his might, and it took a lot of his words.

Then I asked three times a day, and later I asked every time I met him.

Shen Jiayu did not behave abnormally in the dungeon. Song Yuanbai was hoping that Shen Jiayu would recover from his injuries quickly and get out as soon as possible. Even he could not stand Song Qinghong's daily questioning.

"It's your turn."

"Why don't we pick her up this afternoon? I only have Luqi by my side, and she must be tired of serving me every day."

Song Qinghong casually dropped a piece and found a new reason to persuade Song Yuanbai to take Shen Jiayu back.

Luqi standing aside:?

She didn't have to do the rough work on weekdays, and there were others to do the fine work. She just stayed by Song Qinghong's side and took care of her carefully, and didn't feel tired at all.

After thinking about it carefully, Luqi understood what her young lady was thinking. She was just looking for an excuse to get Shen Jiayu to come back earlier.

A smile appeared on Luqi's face.

Zhao Ming came over and bowed to them, "Greetings, Master, Miss."

Song Yuanbai raised his eyebrows slightly, ate a few of Song Qinghong's chess pieces, and breathed a sigh of relief, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Ming: "Mammy sent someone to tell us that the maid who was sent to learn etiquette has been trained and can be sent back today. Should we send her back?"

Song Qinghong's dull eyes suddenly lit up, and her tone was even more joyful, "Of course I will send it back, the sooner the better."

"Well, it will be sent back today, so you can go and do it quickly."

Song Yuanbai nodded and put down the chess piece.

Zhao Ming stepped back and took Shen Jiayu out. He took her to the other courtyard to wash up and change into a maid's clothes. He would take her to find Song Qinghong when the time was almost right.

In the evening, Shen Jiayu, under the guidance of Zhao Ming, went to Song Qinghong's yard.

Ten days later, they met again.

There were other servants in the garden, but Song Qinghong still had to act like a wealthy woman; it was ingrained in her nature.

Only after entering the room did Song Qinghong relax.

"Are you really going to learn the rules? My brother didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Shen Jiayu was stunned. She thought Song Qinghong would ask her a question, but she didn't expect her to ask this question.

I almost couldn't answer it for a while.

"Yes, the eldest master asked me to learn the rules. Don't worry, I didn't make things difficult for me. I really went to learn the rules. Look how energetic I am!"

Of course she was in high spirits. After being released, she really felt like she had just returned from prison and felt that the world outside was perfect.

Song Qinghong looked at Shen Jiayu and realized that he didn't seem to be lying, so she put her guess aside.

"That's good. I must have thought too much." After saying that, she remembered something. "The day after tomorrow is He Congshuang's eighteen-year-old birthday. She sent someone to invite me to attend. The maid who came said that He Congshuang had found the truth about that incident and wronged me. This time she invited me to go and make peace with me, but I always feel that something is wrong."

Shen Jiayu: "Didn't she try to find you before?"

Song Qinghong shook her head gently, "No, she is very quiet. She has never appeared since I said those words in Yanhai Tower that day."

Shen Jiayu couldn't make up her mind either. She didn't have a bird's eye view now and didn't know how things would develop next.

Originally, Chaoyan and Song Qinghong knew each other about this matter, and she helped her deal with it later. Now, it is Song Qinghong who relies on her. If things continue to develop in this way, I am afraid that she is the only one who can find out the truth of this matter.

"Is there a list of people that He Congshuang invited to the banquet?"

Luqi continued, "Yes, after the eldest master knew about this, he sent someone to investigate early in the morning. This is the copied list."

She found the list on the desk in the room, put it on the table, unfolded it carefully, and placed it directly in front of Shen Jiayu.

Shen Jiayu said awkwardly, "I'm not very literate. I only went to the academy to study for a few days before coming here. Sister Song, do you still remember who was invited that year? Is he on this list?"

Obviously, they didn't think that Shen Jiayu was illiterate. After all, she had someone send letters to them. But they soon accepted this fact.

Shen Jiayu is a man of the world, so it is normal for him to be illiterate.