Chapter 32 The Flower Spirit Has Failed

I had lunch at Qingliangyuan with Mu, Ye Qingmei and Ye Feiyu.

Second sister Ye Lianmian still hadn't come back, and Madam Mu said, "Qingmei and Lianmian are twin sisters. Although they look different, they were indeed born together. At that time, the old lady discussed with your father that since they had two children, they might as well take one to Fuluyuan to relieve her boredom. Moreover, it would be a blessing for a child to be raised by an old man since she was young, and she would definitely be a useful girl in the future. Your father was a filial son, and he thought it was nothing for a granddaughter to be raised by the grandmother, and many families were like this, so he took Lianmian away. After Lianmian was three years old, I proposed several times to take the child to my side to teach her, but the old lady did not agree. It was not until she was fifteen and came of age that she was allowed to return to the east to live with us."

The past was sad to think of, and Ye Qingmei also sighed, "Because of Lianmian, my mother had quarreled with my father several times, but unfortunately my father was decisive in leading troops to fight outside, and when he came home, he dared not disobey the old lady. Grandfather was on our side, but on the one hand, he was fighting outside all year round and rarely came back, and on the other hand, he couldn't say too much about the things between the women in the backyard. So for so many years, Lianmian has never come back."

Ye Feiyu used the serving chopsticks to pick up the only piece of meat on Ye Wenyan's plate. "Go back and lie down after dinner. You need to take good care of your body for some time before you can recover. Look at how pale your face is. Don't go to Fuluyuan tomorrow."

Madam Mu nodded and said, "Yes, don't go. I don't think the old lady would like you to go. You'd better stay in the house. The food here is really bad. When the national mourning is over, let your brother go to the street to buy you some good food."

Ye Qingmei held her hand, her face full of pity, "If I had known that such a thing would happen, I would have risked my life that morning and never let them put you on the wedding sedan. Yan'er, does the knife hurt you?" Ye Wenyan ate the piece of meat, swallowed the last bite of rice, raised his head and smiled, "It doesn't hurt anymore, I'm lucky, I met a noble person, so I came back to life and was not killed by that knife. Now even the knife wound is gone, you don't have to worry about me."

Mu nodded, "Okay, I'll believe you if you tell me. We've seen everything that happened these days. As for that nobleman, since you don't tell me, I won't ask. Feiyu and Qingmei are not allowed to ask either. Anyway, as long as he's back, it's a good thing. If we have a chance in the future, we'll thank him. If we don't have a chance, we'll thank him in our hearts. You've lost your father, and this first-class general's mansion is no longer what it used to be. You'll have to be self-reliant in the future, including me. We'll have to live a different way. Eat, and then go back and think about it carefully. Once you've thought it through, cheer up. Maybe every day in the future will be like a war."

After lunch, Ye Wenyan returned to his room, and Xichun came in with a lowered head to serve him.

Zhuier vividly described to Xiangdong what happened in Fuluyuan today. When she got to the point where Nanny Cui went to serve Ye Hongzhuang, Xiangdong sighed, "It's obvious that they are waiting for the Third Miss to get pregnant! It's okay if it's a son, but if it's a daughter, I'm afraid that Prince Su's Mansion and the Queen Mother will not want this child."

Xichun exclaimed, "What should the Third Miss do? Having a child out of wedlock is a big deal. If the father doesn't acknowledge the child, won't she have to raise the child by herself?"

Xiang Dong shook her head, "I can't raise the child myself. How can the Ye family recognize a child that the Su Palace and the Queen Mother don't recognize? The old lady will definitely feel ashamed of the child, and the third young lady will also feel ashamed. Who knows what tragic fate will await them and their daughter by then." After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath, "But this is also her own fault. She has committed all the sins herself, so who can she blame!"

Xichun frowned when he heard this, "Maybe it's a son, then Miss Three will be honored as a mother with a son."

Zhuier interjected, "So what if the mother is honored by her son? Her husband is still a eunuch with a damaged body!" Now, the fact that the Sixth Prince has become a eunuch is no longer a secret, and the fact that the two young ladies in the family are getting married at the same time is even more of a secret. The servants in the First-Rank General's Mansion occasionally discuss it.

After hearing what Zhuier said, Xichun glared at her fiercely and snorted, "That guy is also a prince!"

Zhuier curled her lips, "What's the use of such a prince?"

Seeing Xichun wanted to talk more, Xiangdong quickly pushed her and said, "Okay, Miss needs to rest, let's go out! Let Zhuier stay and wait on her." Then he told Zhuier, "Remember to heat up the room, Miss is afraid of the cold."

Xichun is now scared to death of Ye Wenyan. When Xiangdong reminded him, he immediately realized that he had talked too much. He quickly stopped talking, lowered his head and followed Xiangdong out.

When Zhuier was the only one left in the room, the little girl couldn't help but ask, "Why did the young lady choose Sister Xichun as her personal attendant? She has a bad heart, and I have seen it after only two days here. Why didn't the young lady understand it before?" Ye Wenyan didn't know why the original owner didn't understand it before, so he could only shake his head helplessly, "Maybe I was blind before."

Zhuier was too honest. When her mistress said she was blind, she nodded and added, "Indeed."

Hearing this, Ye Wenyan smiled bitterly.

"Go pick some flowers for me!" she said to Zhuier, "Isn't there a plum garden in the mansion? Go pick some plum branches with flowers. This room is too plain and quiet. It needs some flowers to make it more lively."

Zhuier thought for a moment and whispered, "I will secretly pick some, but not too many. If the young lady likes flowers, we can secretly find a small vase and put it in an inconspicuous place in the house. After all, we are still in mourning, so it is best not to touch flowers within a hundred days."

She slapped her forehead and said, "I forgot. Well, don't break off the branches, just pick a bunch of flowers and bring them back."

"Flowers? What do you want flowers for, young lady? Flowers will wither soon after being picked!" She asked, and then she realized she had said too much. She quickly reflected on herself, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have said so much. When the eldest lady asked me to come here to serve, she said that I had to listen to you, young lady, and I couldn't question your decision. I was wrong. I'll go pick the flowers now. Young lady, please wait a moment. I'll be back soon."

The little girl trotted off to pick flowers, leaving Ye Wenyan alone in the room, looking at her hands back and forth.

No color, no temperature, the whole body is like this.

Apart from being able to breathe and speak, she now looks no different from a living dead person.

But she couldn't keep going on like this. On the one hand, it would arouse suspicion, but on the other hand, it would make her feel uncomfortable.

In winter, she could just say that it was cold, but what about in the summer? If she still shivered from time to time, how would she explain it to the people around her? Would everyone think she looked like a ghost?

There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary, and she didn't want to be that evil. Zhuier quickly picked the flowers and put them in her clothes pocket, spreading them on the table, a large pile.

She was satisfied.

Seeing Zhuier put down the flowers and went to clean up the house, she remembered something: "Where is my wedding dress? Is it put away?"

Zhuier nodded, "I have kept it. The wedding dress was changed in the Madam's room that day, and I brought it here when I came back. But Miss, that dress is unlucky, we still have to find a way to get rid of it."

"We have to deal with it." Ye Wenyan said, "But now is not the time. Let's keep it for a while. When the ban on the streets is lifted in a few days, we can take away all the gems on the wedding dress. After that, we can throw it away."

Zhuier was puzzled, "Why are you holding the gemstone?"

She thought the girl was a little silly. "Of course I'm going to exchange it for money! That's a ruby. It was prepared for me by my grandfather when he was alive. I'm sure it can be exchanged for a lot of silver."

Zhuier understood, "So that's what you were thinking! That's right, we can't let such a good thing go to waste. But..." She became depressed again, "Actually, Fourth Miss, you were very rich before. In addition to the monthly allowance from the mansion, the old master would always give you some extra money to spend, and the eldest master never lacked money for the young ladies."

"Where is the silver?" she asked Zhuier, "Where did the silver go? My house was filled with all kinds of treasures before I got married, where did they all go?"

Zhuier sighed, "Everything was robbed when we moved. Not only your room, but also the rooms of the first lady, the first lady, the second lady, and the first young master. All the valuables were taken away. But I don't know exactly what was taken away. After all, I used to wipe the dust in the first lady's room and rarely went to the fourth lady's Tianwu Pavilion. As for who it was given to, it was nothing more than the old lady or the second lady! But the people who came that day were basically the maids under the old lady, so I guess the second lady didn't get much benefit."

As she spoke, she walked to the closet and stretched out her hand to open the door. "Look, young lady, the closet is full of plain clothes. It's okay during the mourning period, but what should we do after the hundred days? There are no other clothes. We can't keep walking around in mourning clothes."

Ye Wenyan knew about these things. On the night she came back, Mu told her about what happened at home. But because the situation was quite chaotic at the time, Mu didn't say much, only saying that all the good things were gone, and even the four treasures of the study in her eldest brother's room were robbed.

Now think about it, that was a huge sum of money. She confiscated five courtyards, plus her father’s former study. The old lady must have made ill-gotten gains!

"A gentleman who loves money should get it in a proper way. Even if it is unjust, he should not rob people of everything and destroy their livelihood." She told Zhuier, "Go to Qingliangyuan later and tell them what I said. Ask mother and elder sister to recall how many things they have lost. Then write them down one by one. When they ask for the account one day, we will have something to say. Also, tell elder brother, but Ye Lianmian... forget it."

Zhuier nodded and went happily.

Ye Wenyan grabbed a handful of plum blossoms, and in an instant, abundant spiritual energy filled her body, making her feel refreshed. Using the flowers as a guide, and turning the guide into spirit, she wanted to completely revive this living dead body.

A white light suddenly appeared in his hand, covering his whole body in an instant, and he began to practice the unique magic formula passed down by the Xuanmai Ye family.

Unexpectedly, in the presence of flowers, Ye Wenyan's magic formula unexpectedly became ineffective.

She was shocked...

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