In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Yu Weiyin asked Shao Mo to secretly send Qiu to Yuji embroidery workshop to recuperate.
At this juncture, once Zhuang Liebing and others learn that Qiu is not dead, he may be tempted to kill again.
But now I can only proceed with caution.
After Qiu's injury recovered, she took Qiu and the stack of letters to see her father.
If her father still doesn't believe her, she can ask Chef You, Medical Officer Xun and others to testify. She must let her father see through the vicious hearts of Mr. Liang, Zhuang Liebing, the dead Yu Chutian, Zhao Wushan and others!
Liang and Zhuang Liebing intended to poison their father. Such behavior is a capital crime.
Ruo Dad can't bear to kill Liang, but he can never keep these two villains in the Yu Mansion!
Having made up his mind, his eyes fell on the carved window.
Seeing the beautiful sun and lush greenery, my mood couldn't help but become lighter.
But for some reason, her eyelids kept twitching that day, which made her relax, but at the same time, she felt a slight uneasiness in her chest.
Then he continued to roll out the rice paper and wrote on the paper with a soft pen.
There was still half a month left before Shao Mo's birthday. Half a month could be long or short, so she planned to write a letter to him.
Tell him in words all the joy, happiness, emotion that springs up from time to time in your chest, as well as the entanglements and troubles you have had.
On her birthday, she plans to confess her identity to him, but she wonders if he can bear it?
As he thought about it, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
That smile was gentle and gentle, swaying like water plants, clear and beautiful.
But at this moment, a scream outside the hospital broke the quiet beauty.
"Go and tell Aunt Liang that my young lady is ill now and can't go! Hasn't she done enough harm to my young lady? You advise her to save her worries, be careful about the pregnancy, and not to worry about her baby all day long.
He keeps racking his brains and is full of bad intentions to harm others!"
Yu Weiyin recognized Yao Xiang's voice.
He quickly put down his pen and walked out of the courtyard, where he saw Yao Xiang angrily scolding a maid.
She had a vague impression of this maid, she was someone close to Mrs. Liang.
When the maid saw Yu Weiyin going out, she hurriedly stepped forward, handed a letter folded into the size of a thumb flap, handed it to her hand, and said hurriedly.
"Miss, my aunt asks you to go to Huixiang Pavilion tomorrow. This slave is just a messenger and doesn't know anything."
After that, he ran away in a flash.
Yao Xiang was so angry that she yelled behind her: "You rotten-hearted bad hooves!"
Opening the letter, there was only one sentence written on the paper: Yu Song is in danger. If you want to save him, come to Huixiang Pavilion alone tomorrow.
Yu Weiyin couldn't help but shudder.
Panic surged from his chest, and he felt his eyelids twitching more violently, and he hurriedly held Yao Xiang's arm.
"Miss! Miss! Are you okay? Did Aunt Liang say anything bad in the letter? Tell me, and I will scold you back!"
Since the last time she was in the mourning hall, she saw Liang's ferocity and viciousness, and also found out from Qiu's side about Liang's complicit relationship with Zhuang Liebing, Yao Xiang has been disgusted with Liang.
Now that she heard that she sent a slave to send a message to her young lady to go to Huixiang Pavilion, she felt even more ridiculous.
The last time Yu Chutian got married, there was a Hongmen Banquet. It was the same this time. My young lady was not a fool, so how could she throw herself into a trap?
Yu Weiyin shook his head, handed the note to Yao Xiang, and said in a deep voice: "She is going to be bad for dad."
After seeing this, Yao Xiang couldn't help but get even angrier and cursed several times through gritted teeth.
He took his young lady's arm and said, "Miss, that's the master! How dare Aunt Liang?"
How dare?
Taking a detailed look at what she has done, what else does she dare not do now?
Yu Weiyin frowned and said nothing, then said after a long while: "I want to go to Liusongyuan."
In Liusongyuan, there is a cool breeze and dense pines and cypresses.
The green leaves shimmer in the sunlight.
The tall pine trees in the courtyard surround the white marble pavilion. The shadows of the pine trees fall on the pavilion wall and sway slightly in the wind.
Soft pine needles fell on the stone tables and chairs, and the air was filled with the fresh and refreshing scent of pine.
Yu Song was dressed in plain clothes, sitting on the wooden railing of the pavilion, looking at the pine trees outside the railing, but the expression on his face was not that of relaxation while enjoying the scenery, his eyes looked a bit vicissitudes of life, a bit lonely.
He seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts, and even when Yu Weiyin walked into the stone pavilion, he didn't react.
It wasn't until Yu Weiyin sat down next to him and called "Dad" in a low voice that he recovered his thoughts.
A faint smile appeared on his face, "Yinyin, you are here to see dad."
Yu Weiyin nodded.
"Dad, are you still sad?"
Looking at his miserable appearance and noticing that there were a few wisps of white hair on his temples, Yu Weiyin couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
But at this time, I couldn't immediately tell my father what the truth was.
Once Dad doesn't believe it, it will make Liang's side anxious.
Taking her father's hand, she forced a relaxed smile and said, "Let my daughter help her feel her father's pulse and see how she can make him happy."
The words were said as a joke, and as expected, Yu Song couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Yinyin, you pretended to be a medical officer again to make fun of dad."
He was very cooperative this time, and deliberately lowered his expression and asked, "How is it? Little medical officer, do you see any tricks?"
She pressed the wrist joint carefully and listened attentively for a long time. She found that there was no major problem with her body, but her pulse was stagnant for a short period due to the depression in her chest.
"Dad is in very good health. My daughter is relieved." She smiled.
Although she said this, the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart did not weaken at all, and she couldn't help but ask again.
"Has Dad experienced any of the drowsiness he had in recent days?"
Yu Song smiled and shook his head.
"Yinyin, it was cold weather at that time and the symptoms only appeared after being exposed to wind and cold. Now the spring is warm and it is the time of prosperity. Why is dad still lethargic? Don't worry."
After a pause, the smile on his face slowly faded.
"Dad just thinks of your mother, so he feels sad. Dad is thinking, if your mother had not passed away, would this family be like this?"
He also thought, did he make a mistake in choosing to take a concubine?
Just like her name, Ms. Liang was once so gentle, obedient to his words, and caring and considerate to Yin Yin.
At that time, the atmosphere in the Yu Mansion was still extremely harmonious. When did Liang start to become hysterical, crying and making trouble?
Thinking of Liang's vicious and terrifying look in the mourning hall, in addition to being heartbroken, he felt even more guilty.
He was indeed a lot less affectionate toward Mr. Liang.
Therefore, she was very dissatisfied and targeted Yinyin.
But to whom should he express the resentment in his heart?
He and his deceased wife were a young couple, and they had a very deep relationship. He married Mr. Liang just to take care of Yin Yin.
However, as things progressed, it was no longer a happy life. Instead, he lost his son and husband, and his house was full of poverty, which made him feel that he had committed too many sins.