The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Seeing the innocent confusion still lingering in Shi Ming's surprised eyes, Li Anqi finally gave up.

"That's all..."

Zhilan and Shiming both looked at Li Anqi.

"I'm giving you a month. If you continue as before and don't make any changes, I'll personally send you away!"

Shi Ming's eyes lit up, and she quickly kowtowed to express her gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After several days of recuperation.

Li Anqi's hand injury has finally healed.

The scar repair cream is a rare item. In the past, Li Anxiu was the eldest son of the Jingguo Mansion, so it was not easy for him to find this item.

Such a precious substance, when applied to one's hands, is tantamount to gilding.

The scar repair cream is as precious as gold, and its effects are also very significant.

After applying the ointment for a while, Li Anqi's delicate hands, as smooth as white jade, finally returned to normal.

On this day, Li Anqi brought Zhilan to Shanji Cloth Shop.

When Manager Yang saw Li Anqi, he bowed respectfully and greeted him. He then led Li Anqi to Shan Xingwen's study with practiced ease.

The study door was open.

Shan Xingwen was still dressed in white, his back view flowing gracefully as he organized old books on the bookshelf.

"Young Master Shan."

Dan Xingwen turned around quickly, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please come in."

Li Anqi strolled into the study and slowly sat down in a chair.

Shan Xingwen brewed a cup of tea for Li Anqi by the charcoal stove.

"Your Majesty, please have some tea."

Li Anqi accepted the tea tray and gestured, saying, "Young Master Shan, please have a seat."

Shan Xingwen sat down in the chair opposite the tea table.

"A few days ago, more than a dozen young ladies came to seek refuge with Young Master Shan, carrying a letter from me. I wonder how they are doing now?"

With a clear face, Shan Xingwen smiled and said, "I have temporarily settled them in Yishan Hall. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Li Anqi nodded: "They are all unfortunate women who suffered inhumane treatment before coming to Yishantang. I hope Young Master Shan will take good care of them."

A hint of pity and tenderness appeared in Shan Xingwen's eyes.

"Now that they've come to Yishan Hall, I will naturally take good care of them. Whether they choose to marry or become self-reliant in the future, I will do my best to help them."

"I naturally trust Young Master Shan."

Li Anqi placed the tea tray on the tea table and continued.

"I have come here on another matter."

"Your Majesty, please give your orders."

Li Anqi raised her eyes: "I will donate all my profits to the court."

Shan Xingwen opened his eyes slightly, his pupils showing a hint of surprise.

He quickly understood why Li Anqi had done this.

"Your Majesty did this for Ninth Prince's sake, didn't you?"

Li Anqi lowered his eyes and looked elsewhere, his eyes filled with a sorrowful indifference.

"Three parts are for the people, and seven parts are for Ling Ye. This is the last and only thing I can do for him."

Shan Xingwen seemed to be influenced by Li Anqi, and his expression was slightly melancholic.

He got up and went to his desk, took out two wooden boxes, placed them on the tea table, and presented them to Li Anqi.

"This is the remaining silver notes of Her Majesty. This is a letter from Ninth Master to Her Majesty."

Li Anqi's hand trembled slightly inside his sleeve.

She couldn't help but reach out and stroke the wooden box full of envelopes, gently caressing it.

Something was churning within Li Anqi, like the tide chasing the moon.

Whenever she thought of Ling Ye, she was filled with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

Many different emotions were intertwined and pulling at her heart, almost tearing it into pieces.

Her Ling Ye...

Ling Ye was so radiant, so stunning, embodying all the beauty in the world.

It no longer belongs to her.

Li Anqi slowly opened the wooden box and stared intently at the thick stack of envelopes.

The envelope was written in Ling Ye's handwriting, and read "To be opened by Qi'er".

Her hands trembled slightly, wanting to touch it but not daring to.

Shan Xingwen continued, "Ninth Master not only wrote to the Empress, but also to me. The most frequent question in his letters, besides whether the Empress was well, was... why the Empress had not replied."

The wooden box lid snapped shut!

Li Anqi frowned in pain, his lips gradually turning white.

Seeing Li Anqi remain silent, Shan Xingwen knew the answer.

She is now married to Prince Xiao as his concubine.

There is no possibility of anything happening between her and Ninth Master anymore.

Li Anqi handed the wooden box containing the silver notes to Zhilan, said nothing, and left Shanji Cloth Shop with weak steps.

The wooden box contained the remaining 50,000 taels of silver notes.

Li Anqi arrived at the Ministry of Revenue and personally handed over 50,000 taels of silver notes to Pu Yanshan, the Minister of Revenue.

With everything settled, Li Anqi immediately returned to the Prince Xiao's residence to prepare a visiting card and have Xiao Shunzi deliver it to the Wu residence.

Halfway through writing, she suddenly stopped writing with her brush.

"What day of the month is it today?" Li Anqi asked Zhilan.

"Your Majesty, today is the fifteenth of the second month."

February 15th, a month has passed since the Lantern Festival.

An Shu said she would come to visit him at Prince Xiao's residence, so why hasn't she made a move yet?

An Shu did not even appear when the Jingguo Mansion was destroyed.

Is it...

Too much must have happened recently for me to be so slow to react.

Li Anqi became increasingly uneasy as he thought about it.

She crumpled the half-written visiting card into a ball.

Zhilan looked at the crumpled paper in Li Anqi's hand and asked, "Isn't Your Highness going to the Wu residence tomorrow?"

"Go, but don't send a visiting card."

Zhilan understood and nodded.

"Where is Ming'er? Tell her to leave the palace with me tomorrow."

Zhilan shook her head helplessly and said softly, "I've rarely seen her these past few days. I wonder what she's been up to."

Li Anqi frowned, put down his pen, and was about to go out to call someone to find Shi Ming.

But before she could even step out from under the eaves, she saw Shi Ming, soaking wet and carrying a large bundle, walking in from outside the courtyard.