Yu Weiyin's cheeks were pale and her fingers were cold. Yao Xiang was worried that something might happen to her, so she was anxious to see the doctor again.
"Nothing." Yu Weiyin grabbed her hand and calmed down the hatred in his heart.
After taking several deep breaths, I felt the coldness in my body gradually dissipate, "Yao Xiang, I want to drink Tremella soup."
Only then did Yao Xiang remember, "Oh! You deserve to die! Miss has been sleeping for so long. She must be hungry. Just wait, I will be back soon!"
Yu Weiyin moved his hands and feet slightly, pushed himself up, took the lavender dress on the ink screen, put it on, and sat down in front of the dressing table.
He glanced at several beautifully bound story books from the book shelf on one side, and he couldn't help but frown.
In the previous life, Yu Song hired teachers for both her and Yu Chutian to teach them poetry, poetry, and even music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
But after she learned a few words, she felt that those "Zhihuzheye" were too difficult to pronounce. She refused to study hard and became obsessed with folk dialect books.
Yu Chutian followed her fancy and collected various legendary storybooks and secretly gave them to her.
But they were all crudely written. At that time, she only thought of her as a concubine with good intentions, but she didn't expect that her reputation would be ruined in a short time.
Thinking of this, she reached out suddenly and took down all the storybooks on the shelf one by one.
Yao Xiang had already brought the food box in and saw a pile of books stacked in front of her. He thought she wanted to read them and said with a smile: "Miss, eat something first. I have prepared your favorite roasted pigeon and sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
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Yu Weiyin nodded and raised his chin towards her, "Yao Xiang, take these words and burn them."
"Burn it?" Yao Xiang was laying out dishes, and her eyelashes trembled in surprise, "Isn't this Miss' favorite storybook?"
Yu Weiyin didn't want to explain, so he just said: "I fell down now, and I have a headache when I read these books."
"Okay, burn them all."
Yao Xiang said nothing, lit a fire, and threw the books into the copper furnace without hesitation.
The young lady's temperament seems to have changed a lot. If it were normal, not only would the young lady not allow anyone to touch these things, but she would also spend all her time reading them!
However, it doesn't matter if you burn them, several of them were sent by the second lady, who knows what she was thinking about.
Yao Xiang couldn't help but frown when she thought of Yu Chutian's delicate and gentle face.
Yu Weiyin ate a roasted pigeon, a bowl of bijing porridge, and two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, feeling a little warm in his belly.
She pushed the remaining untouched goose rolls and ham bibimbap to Yao Xiang and said, "Yao Xiang, come over and have something to eat."
Yao Xiang said "Ah" and looked at Yu Weiyin blankly, not moving for a long time.
Although she was a personal maid serving the young lady, and the young lady had given her gifts before, but she had never spoken to her so softly, and Yao Xiang couldn't help but feel a little flattered.
After staying for a while, he finally moved to Yu Weiyin's side, but he didn't dare to sit down.
"Sit down and eat."
Yao Xiang turned sideways, half-sitting, and was gently pressed by Yu Weiyin to sit down, "Yao Xiang, you have served me since you were a child, there is no need to be so polite in the future."
Tears quickly welled up in her eyes, Yao Xiang blinked, sniffed hard, and hurriedly knelt down in front of Yu Weiyin.
"Miss! It is my duty as a slave to serve you. You don't have to treat me like this. Without my wife, I would have frozen to death on the street!"
When she was still in her infancy, she was abandoned by her parents on the street. It was Mrs. Liu who took her back to the Yu Mansion, kept her by her side, and raised her with Yu Weiyin.
Mrs. Liu is her savior!
Mentioning her mother, Yu Weiyin's eyelashes also felt moist. She helped Yao Xiang up and stared into her eyes, "Okay! Yao Xiang, from now on, you and I must work together to never let this Yu
The family property has fallen into the hands of outsiders, do you understand?"
Hearing the implication of her words, Yao Xiang thought that the lady had finally enlightened and nodded sharply.
"Miss! This slave will definitely go through fire and water for Miss, no matter what!"
Yu Weiyin chuckled, "It's not that serious. After dinner, tidy up the house for me. All those gems and emeralds will be converted into money. Part of it will be donated, and part of it will take care of the servants of the Yu family for me. In addition, help me
Buy some four treasures of the study, tell the teacher, and continue to teach in the study from now on."
Yao Xiang wrote them down one by one, and became more and more impressed with her young lady. She nodded frequently and said respectfully: "I obey, my slave!"
Yu Weiyin lightly clasped her knuckles and looked at the bronze mirror again. The woman's skin in the mirror was frosty and snowy. There was still a bit of a sick look on her face, but there was a stubborn light in her eyebrows. Even the corners of her lips were slightly raised.
Added unyieldingness.
She can no longer trust the thief wrongly like she did in her previous life, nor can she be uneducated and incompetent like she did in her previous life, eventually becoming the laughing stock of Tongcheng and the shame of Yu Mansion!
He caressed his chest gently, and his heart beat loudly, like a rolling river rushing down, or like bursts of thunder splitting the air.
Yu Weiyin felt filled with joy and excitement and clenched his fists.
This time, she must take control of her life, protect her family, and change her fate against the odds!
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After a few days of recuperation, Yu Weiyin's health improved greatly, but she often recalled fragments of the past in her dreams, which made her feel depressed.
Yao Xiang washed her up properly, opened the carved wooden window, and pointed to the peach blossoms on a tree in the courtyard that were blooming like clouds and clouds.
"Miss, the scenery is just right now. If you stay indoors all day, you might get sick from boredom. Why don't you let me go out for a walk with you?"
The spring breeze was blowing gently, and through the faint fragrance of peach, a tall figure flashed in her mind. The man was wearing black armor and had a sword on his waist. He looked awe-inspiring and cold.
Counting the days, by the way, today is March 17th!
In her previous life, it was on this day that she met Shao Mo, who sold himself as a mother to treat his illness on Huangque Street!
I couldn't help but think, "Okay, you go out with me."
After thinking about it again, Shao Mo must have been hungry for many days now. When he first saw him in his previous life, although he was tall, he was very thin, so he told Yao Xiang, "Prepare two boxes of shortbread cookies."
Is the lady going to visit a friend?
Although Yao Xiang had questions in her heart, since the young lady regained consciousness, she had more ideas than usual, so she stopped asking any more questions and just nodded and followed the instructions.
After leaving Yu Mansion and walking around the entrance of the alley, you will find the lively Huangque Street.
Due to the drizzle, the quiet bluestone tile floor was covered with green and lovely moss, making it a bit slippery to walk on.
Yao Xiang hurriedly supported Yu Weiyin, thought for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Miss, Huangque Street is a mixed bag, why not go to Rongguang Street?"
She did not remember that any of the young lady’s best friends lived in Huangque Street. You must know that the land rent in Huangque Street was cheap, and most of the poor people lived there. Most of the people who gathered on Huangque Street were people from all walks of life.
"Just go to Huangque Street."
Yao Xiang still wanted to ask, but Yu Weiyin waved her hand to stop her, so she had to flatten her mouth and walk slowly with careful support.
After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, I turned left and reached the end of the alley. I heard the hawking of various vendors on the street.
"Sharpen scissors and sharpen kitchen knives!"
"Cooking cakes! Liu Dalang cooking cakes!"
"Hey! Live carp!"
Yao Xiang carefully supported Yu Weiyin, trying to shield her from the crowds of people coming and going, but at the same time, she was afraid that the dirty mud on the ground would splash on the hem of her skirt, so she walked extraordinarily slowly.
"Miss, would you like me to find you a sedan?"
Yu Weiyin waved his hand, pointed to the narrow street, and said with a smile: "It's difficult to move even in a sedan chair here."