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Cuizhu looked at Song Youan helplessly, then turned and left.

Song Youan thought for a moment and said, "Miss, why don't I personally help you prepare for the party tomorrow?"

"Okay!" Zhu Ling nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Unconsciously, Zhu Ling had already developed complete trust in Song Youan.

After ordering someone to carefully put away the things Song Youan brought, Zhu Ling pulled Song Youan to sit down and said, "By the way, you should stay here for a while. Mother wants to see you."

The wife of Marquis Fuyang?

Song Youan was slightly surprised and said, "Madam wants to see me? I just met Madam at the Shangshu Mansion a few days ago."

That day, the Shangshu's wife set up a stage in her mansion to watch an opera. The wife of the Marquis of Fuyang was also among them. She did not communicate much with her, but just praised her casually like other ladies.

Zhu Ling seemed to know about this. Seeing her nod slightly, he continued, "The Shangshu's wife was in charge at the Shangshu Mansion that day. She sat in the main seat. Naturally, it was not appropriate for my mother to interrupt you and discuss her family affairs alone. This is a well-known rule."

Song Youan nodded in understanding and asked in confusion, "Then what is the reason why Madam wants to see me?"

Zhu Ling smiled and said, "It's because of my second brother."

"Young Marquis?"

"Yes." Zhu Ling nodded. "After my second brother got that bottle of Fengyoujing, he used it twice every afternoon when he felt tired. It really worked wonders. He no longer felt sleepy in the afternoon and wanted to catch up on sleep."

"As a result, his sleep and sleep schedule became regular. He went to bed on time every night and got up at dawn to study. In just a few days, his mental state was visibly restored, and his meal times became regular as well."

"He used to study so hard that he forgot to eat and sleep. Although it was necessary for him to make such efforts for the sake of his academic success, his mother was always worried that his health wouldn't be able to cope. Now he has completely changed and is like a completely different person."

"This is all thanks to you. When my mother found out, she said she wanted to meet you." Zhu Ling said this, a clever and quirky look in her eyes. She whispered, "My mother has a lot of good things. She will definitely give you some."

The style of doing things in ancient times was so simple and unpretentious, especially for wealthy families like this, giving rewards and silver was a common practice.

Song Youan has also begun to adapt to the local customs.

She didn't expect that this matter would alarm the wife of Marquis Fuyang, and she might even ask for her special visit.

Since she couldn't refuse, she could only nod in agreement.

Zhu Ling glanced at the time and explained, "My mother went out of town yesterday to the Lingyin Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. She should be back soon."

She ordered the servants to wait at the main gate until the end of the afternoon when a servant finally came to invite her: "Madam has returned. She learned that Miss Song is in the house and ordered this servant to come and invite her."

Zhu Ling excitedly stood up and took Song Youan's hand: "Let's go."

The courtyard of the wife of Marquis Fuyang is more elegant and simple, but it also reveals a low-key luxury in its elegance.

When she entered the room, the wife of Marquis Fuyang seemed to have traveled a long way and had not changed her clothes yet. There was a hint of fatigue between her brows and eyes, but she was still very happy to see Song Youan.

She spoke softly, her tone gentle and charming, yet her nobility was not concealed: "Miss Song, we meet again."

"I pay my respects to Madam." Song Youan was still a little reserved, simply because the other party was an elder and of a more noble status.

Zhu Ling interrupted, "Why did Mother come home later than usual today? I asked Miss Song to stay and wait for Mother to come back."

The personal nanny heard this and said, "Young lady, you don't know. The carriage stopped moving at the foot of the mountain today. The driver checked and found that a stone had become lodged in the horse's hoof. The wound has scabbed over. It must be too painful for it to move."

The wife of the Marquis of Fuyang raised her hand to signal the nanny that there was no need to explain these things. She just looked at Song Youan and said gently, "Miss Song, I believe Ling'er has already told you why I want to see you."

Song Youan lowered her head and replied, "Yes, I was terrified. I just wanted to give it a try after hearing about the young marquis. I didn't think it would alarm the madam."

"Miss, there's no need to be modest. I know my youngest son's character best. He never wastes a moment studying. His transformation is entirely due to you."

Song Youan held her breath. To be honest, she never thought that a bottle of wind oil could cause such a big thing.

But since it was an unexpected success, she could only accept the other party's praise.

The wife of Marquis Fuyang gave the nanny a look. The nanny nodded, stood up, and went to the back room to bring out a small box.

"Girl, this is a gift from the Madam."

Song Youan was stunned. The small box was made of wood, but it was inlaid with several crystal clear colorful gems.

Song Youan couldn't tell with the naked eye what the gem was made of, and it was obvious that the box was not the highlight, but the things inside the box.

Silver? Or something else...

Song Youan hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it, because Zhu Ling reminded him that it is best not to refuse rewards, and it is basically impossible to refuse.

It was heavy, obviously containing a lot of things.

"Thank you madam for the reward."

The wife of the Marquis of Fuyang smiled and nodded, then said with a tired tone, "I've been running around for two days, and I'm really a little tired. I won't chat with Miss Song for long today. Since you are Ling'er's friend, you may want to come to the Marquis of Fuyang's mansion more often in the future."

"Thank you, Madam. Madam, please take a rest. I will take my leave."

Song Youan walked out of the room gracefully, and Zhu Ling followed her out. She couldn't wait to help Song Youan open the box in her hand and looked inside with curiosity.

I saw that the wooden box was filled to the brim, most of it was jewelry.

There are gold, silver, agate, pearls and gemstones, and they have everything from head ornaments to earrings and necklaces.

In addition, there were two fist-sized gold ingots inside. This was the first time Song Youan had seen gold ingots since she came to Dazhao, and she had never seen gold ingots of this size in TV dramas.

Song Youan was a little flattered. She had never thought that the reward from the wife of Marquis Fuyang would be so generous, and it was mainly jewelry. What girl doesn't love jewelry? She loves it too.

Compared to Song Youan's surprise, Zhu Ling's reaction was indifferent.

She curled her lips and said, "I knew it. Mother mentioned you to me when she came back from the Shangshu Mansion that day. She said that when she saw you that day, you were dressed simply, with almost no headwear or accessories. So when this box was brought out today, I guessed it was jewelry."

As she spoke, she looked up at Song Youan and found that she also had a simple bun today, with only a jade hairpin as an embellishment.

Song Youan was a little amused and confused. The reason why she kept her hair plain was because she didn't want to go to a special ancient style store to do her hair every time she came to Dazhao. Instead, she learned a few of the simplest ways to tie ancient hairstyles by following online videos, purely for convenience.