Remarrying Chun Yuan

Bai Shao was overjoyed. "Every day we can see her wound improving, and it doesn't hurt anymore, just a little itchy, and she can't help but want to touch it. Fortunately, you had Granny Fang watch over her, and if she can't resist touching it, Granny Fang will hit her." Granny Fang was overflowing with maternal love when she was kind, but when she was ruthless, even the girls were afraid of her.

Liu Yuechu was not surprised at all. She had only learned from chatting with Hou Lai yesterday that Yuan Cuo's prescription for wound medicine was full of rare treasures.

Even she thought the prices of those items were expensive.

She also knew why Yuan Cuo had lived such a simple life before, because he had spent all his money on these things.

"Then let her rest well and not get restless and want to come out and do some work again."

Liu Yuechu got out of bed, ate breakfast, and prepared to go to the business. Yuan Cuo had been busy with the autumn imperial examinations lately and was also frequently summoned by the palace. She needed to take over the business and not let him worry about it all the time.

After she finished getting ready, she summoned Bai Shao to the second gate to get on the carriage.

But as soon as she left Yuanchu Pavilion, she saw Liu Shang's family heading towards the old lady's courtyard. They only paused for a moment when they saw Liu Yuechu, and then hurriedly ran away without even saying hello.

Bai Shao couldn't help but curl her lips, "The Fourth Master's family deserves it, it's not your fault at all. They treat you like a monster, their minds are all crooked to the Southern Heavenly Gate!"

Liu Yuechu didn't care about any of that; she wished her third uncle's family would treat her like she was invisible.

"Has the old lady made a scene?" She had been busy lately and had just remembered to ask.

Aside from doting on Liu Musheng, the old lady also dotes on her fourth uncle, and will naturally blame all the responsibility on her.

Bai Shao knew, of course, but she hadn't said anything. When Liu Yuechu asked, she didn't dare to hide it. "She wanted to kill you, but the young master stopped her. Yesterday, Granny Fang searched her courtyard and found a lot of little figures with your birth date and time written on them, with many needles stuck in them. They were all sorts of random things, and they covered the courtyard. I heard she even saw a sorcerer who calculated that you are a demon and wants to capture you!"

"The nanny only gave her a few words of reprimand before the old lady fainted."

Liu Yuechu suddenly realized why her third uncle's family had come so suddenly and why they looked so strange.

But would Liu Musheng stand up for her? That's quite a strange thing.

"Never mind them, let's go to the trading company." She still had important business to attend to. With Granny Fang in charge at the mansion, let them do whatever they want.

……

At this moment, Liang's mother heard from the old woman that Liu Yuechu had left home and her whereabouts were unknown.

The Liu family also breathed a sigh of relief.

Logically speaking, it was indeed the fourth brother and his family who were at fault for what happened before, but for some reason, they felt genuine fear when they saw Liu Yuechu.

Liu Shang couldn't even remember what the gentle-spoken Liu Yuechu looked like before last year's snow disaster.

"I should have said hello just now," Liu Mufang said with some regret. After all, Liu Yuechu's current status was not to be underestimated, and anyone who clashed with her never fared well.

At best, one person dies;

In severe cases, an entire family dies.

Third Aunt chimed in, "What Fang-ge'er said makes sense. There's no need for a conflict between the fourth son's family and Yue-niang. Besides, there are only two families left in the capital. Let's just let bygones be bygones."

The five thousand taels of silver from the family division have long been spent, leaving very little.

Moreover, Third Aunt had always hoped that Yuan Cuo could mentor Liu Mufang, since Master Zhuang and the head of the Imperial Academy were not people that others could easily meet.

Liu Shang sneered, "Forget it?"

They wanted to let it go, but was Liu Yuechu willing to let it go?

"Alright, go feed the old lady her medicine." If he dared to say "we've made up" in front of the old lady, she would probably kill herself. As long as his mother was alive, he could not make up with Liu Yuechu.

The third aunt had no choice but to serve the old lady her medicine.

Liu Yuechu had no time to think about what these people were thinking. Once she arrived at the trading company, she began to fiddle with the abacus and start calculating money.

Everything was on track, and Liu Musheng's horse farm began operating. The Liu family's business started pouring in money, and the employees and managers were working with great enthusiasm.

She hadn't seen the general ledger before; Yuan Cuo had always been in charge. Now it seemed he managed all the Liu family's small shops perfectly, so she didn't need to worry about anything.

"So what kind of person did I marry? This is not a hero of the Great Qi, but the god of wealth of the Liu family."

After reviewing the accounts, she muttered something under her breath.

But upon closer reflection, it wasn't surprising; someone like him could probably do anything well. She didn't hold back in praising her husband.

Suddenly, there was a loud argument outside, and the noise grew louder and louder.

When Liu Yuechu went out to look, Song Liu'er was chasing a child out.

"What happened?" Liu Yuechu asked.

Song Liu'er was full of impatience. "A little brat like him comes running to see you, saying that the young master is in trouble. What could possibly be wrong with the young master? That's utter nonsense!"

"You don't need to pay any attention to them. There are plenty of people trying to scam money these days; they're just trying to make a living."

He receives eight hundred people a day who want to see Liu Yuechu, with all sorts of excuses and reasons.

Liu Yuechu rolled her eyes at him. "Then speak properly. You can't just hit people randomly."

She only glanced at him and knew that the child was as thin as a rake. If Song Liu'er, with her broad shoulders and thick waist, kicked him hard, she could break his bones.

Song Liu'er nodded repeatedly, but inwardly she was thinking that Liu Yuechu was too kind-hearted. Some people can be treated kindly, but some are ungrateful wretches.

The child saw Liu Yuechu and rushed into the shop. "Young Master Yuan is really in trouble! He gave the Empress Dowager acupuncture and medicine, which caused her to vomit blood and fall into a coma. I heard it from Brother Hou Lai. He told me to come and tell you!"

Liu Yuechu was instantly shocked; the fact that he could name Hou seemed genuine.

Song Liu'er found it utterly ridiculous, "Your lies are so poorly made up, how could the son-in-law possibly give the Empress Dowager... Hey, mistress, where are you going?"

He was only halfway through his sentence when he saw Liu Yuechu already leading the child to get into the carriage.

He took two steps after her, but Liu Yuechu suddenly yelled at him to turn back in a fit of rage.

Song Liu'er immediately retreated back into the shop, but still couldn't believe it: "How could my son-in-law, a country doctor, possibly administer acupuncture to the Empress Dowager? My master is becoming more and more outrageous; he actually believes such things!"

Liu Yuechu would certainly believe it, because she knew that Yuan Cuo had entered the palace today.

She led the child onto the carriage and continued to ask him, "What exactly happened? Where is Hou Lai now?"

"Brother Hou Lai went back to see Young Master Yuan again. He didn't dare go too far, so he found me and asked me to come find you. I'm telling the truth, and if I were lying, may I be struck by lightning!"

Yuan Cuo had once saved his life, so he recognized Yuan Cuo as his master. However, he was used to life on the street and was unwilling to work at the mansion.

Liu Yuechu looked at his pitiful little hands, but her eyes were incredibly serious.

"What's your name?"

"I don't have a name, they all call me 'Crooked Melon' because I walk crookedly."