The incident of being drugged before was still vivid in her mind, and her scalded throat finally healed a little bit, but now her throat hurts whenever she speaks, not to mention that her voice, which was originally as crisp as an oriole, now has a hint of hoarseness, regardless of it.
Both the speaker and the listener felt uncomfortable.
The maid lowered her head and replied softly: "The master said that the third young lady's throat sounded a little uncomfortable just now. He specifically called the doctor to give the young lady some medicine to cure her throat, so that the young lady can get married in three days. He can rest assured.
Some."
Hearing what the maid said, Du Yanran suddenly felt happy.
As expected, her father still cared about her, otherwise he wouldn't be so concerned about her hoarse voice.
"Then why don't you get it quickly?"
Du Yanran's face was filled with joy, she sat up straight and glared at the maid.
The maid seemed to be so frightened by her glare that her head was so low that she almost buried it in her chest.
After nervously placing the plate on the table, he stood aside.
Du Yanran rolled her eyes at the maid angrily, and picked up the warm soup. Although the smell of the medicine made her want to vomit, it was her father's kindness. If she refused this time and heard about it, his father would definitely be angry.
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When you get married in three days, you must make your father feel guilty about you, and you can also give him a larger dowry.
Thinking of this, Du Yanran pinched her nose and swallowed the soup in the medicine bowl into her mouth one by one.
As Du Yanran finished drinking the medicine, the maid, who had lowered her head in fear, raised her head slightly, stared at the finished medicine bowl, and frowned as she picked up a plum on the table and used it to press her mouth.
Du Yanran smelled of Chinese medicine, the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, and she wore a meaningful smile.
After waiting for the maid to clear away the dishes and exit, Du Yanran suddenly stopped and tilted her head slightly, thinking.
The maid delivering soup and medicine was very unfamiliar, as if she had never seen her before.
However, due to the forced abortion in the past, all the slaves and maids in her yard were replaced by her father.
Maybe it was a new purchase. Du Yanran thought about it for a while and then gave up thinking about these things.
After all, the only person who has the right to speak in the Du family is his father.
Du Yanran fully planned to get a foothold in her husband's family after marrying far away.
But she didn't know Du Baicheng's plan, he was already ready to give up on her daughter.
Three days later.
Happy words were posted inside and outside the Yang family's house, and Mrs. Li's face was filled with joy.
The son finally got his wish and married the daughter of the Du family. As long as the wedding ceremony is completed today, the money from his mother's family will no longer have to weigh on his heart.
Moreover, Mrs. Li was so happy when she thought of the dowry that the Du family would give her daughter in marriage. The amount of money that Old Man Li gave her could only go out and it was almost used up. These dowries from Mrs. Du could just fill it up.
Caves in the home.
Two days ago, the head of the Du family called her to discuss the marriage, and Mrs. Li felt dizzy, as if she was dreaming.
The Du family actually did not want a betrothal gift, but only asked for the marriage to be completed as soon as possible.
This is really a blessing from heaven for her family now.
After she came back, when she told her son, Yang Yu sneered and touched his legs, which were still unable to move and had no feeling.
Du Yanran's reputation has been ruined now. Who else can Du Baicheng marry besides marrying her to himself?
It seems that Du Yanran is not as favored by the head of the Du family as rumored.
Du Yanran was covered with a red hijab and helped out of the house, feeling very uneasy.
After all, my father only sent someone to deliver a bowl of soup three days ago, and he hasn't seen any action since then.
In her mind, before getting married, her father asked her to go and supplement some dowry for herself, but it didn't happen at all.
Even the wedding dress that Xi Niang put on for herself just now was bought from a clothing store, and it was the most ordinary kind.
Before, the cloth she used to mop the floor was not qualified, but now it was applied to her.
After he was helped out, the living room was deserted, and it didn't look like a wedding was being held at all.
Originally, Du Yanran wanted to endure it, wait until she saw her father say goodbye, and let her father pity her when she cried for marriage, but she didn't expect that Xiniang helped her out of her yard, passed the living room, and then directly helped her to the door.
She got into the sedan chair.
His father didn't even appear in person. Du Yanran couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly lifted up his red hijab and looked around.
Seeing the bride's appearance, Xi Niang was so frightened that she quickly stepped forward to stop her.
"The bride wants to have a happy marriage in the future, so she can't lift this red hijab by herself."
But Du Yanran pushed him away and asked loudly: "Where is my father?"
Xiniang and the bearer who picked her up looked at each other in confusion. They were just following orders. How could they know the whole story?
"Third Miss, I advise you to cover your head with a red hijab on the sedan chair!"
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Du Fu's housekeeper came out and said to Du Yanran in a deep voice.
"Where's my dad? I haven't even said goodbye to him, why are you asking me to get on the sedan chair?"
When Du Yanran saw the butler appear, she looked behind him without giving up. She saw no one, so she could only grab the butler's only straw and ask.
"Third Miss, I said that I don't want to see you, and I told you not to go back to Du's house if nothing happens in the future."
After the butler finished speaking, he seemed to bend down respectfully, then turned to give instructions to his servants.
"close the door!"
When Du Yanran heard what the housekeeper said, she was dumbfounded and rushed forward, but was blocked by two doors. She banged on the door hard, but no one responded.
"No, no, dad would never do this to me."
Du Yanran shook her head in disbelief and murmured to herself.
Xi Niang and the bearer were waiting impatiently, and stepped forward to ask, "Miss Du, are you going to get on this sedan or not? If you don't get on this sedan, this auspicious moment will be over."
Hearing Xi Niang's urging, Du Yanran gritted her teeth, touched the things she had packed in her arms, and glanced at the closed door of Du's house again, knowing that she was probably dreaming if she entered Du's house again.
If he didn't get on the sedan chair, he would lose both ends. Du Yanran had no choice but to reluctantly get on the sedan chair.
Sitting on the sedan chair, tears couldn't stop flowing. I thought that if I hadn't had an affair with Yang Yu, I wouldn't have ended up like this.
When Du Yanran thought about it, if it weren't for Yang Yu, she wouldn't be angry with her father, let alone end up having an abortion and marrying far away.
Du Yanran had never felt so resentful towards Yang Yu for a moment.
Little did she know that she was on her way to marry into the Yang family.
Du Baicheng was also so busy with his business affairs during this period that he forgot to tell Du Yanran that the person she was going to marry was Yang Yu, whom she had longed for.
And Du Yanran had no idea at all about the rumors about her in the city during this period.
After she was locked up in the room, Du Yanran's personal maids and some of his trusted servants had already been sent away by Du Baicheng.
Therefore, Du Yanran had no way of knowing what kind of person the person she married was.