Rebirth and madness, I am no longer the mistress of this high-class family!

Chapter 48 I’ve been caught in the rain like you (please vote for favorites)

Yun Qianqiu's lower lip was bitten into a half-moon shape. She quietly raised her eyes to look at Shen Yuan and whispered: "It shouldn't be good."

That kind of movement shocked her, who had always done things by the rules, and she still felt surprised.

"Yeah." Shen Yuan was not surprised and asked her again, how did she feel after doing this?

"I guess you should have gone to that courtyard early, right? There is no snacks to eat, no tea to drink, and no stools are prepared for you. Don't tell me that you don't have any resentment in your heart."

Yun Qianqiu recalled the joy and relief that arose in her heart after the shock, and nodded sincerely: "Of course I am resentful, and I don't understand why she is always so partial to Li Yuzhen even though I am her granddaughter."

At first, he gave her yard to Li Yuzhen while she was going to the temple to pray for blessings. She said that Li Yuzhen liked her very much and asked her, as her cousin, to give in.

Later, Li Yuzhen's hairpin-thinning banquet was made even more grand than her hairpin-thinning banquet back then.

Even without her consent, she gave Li Yuzhen a set of hair and noodles that her mother had made for her before she died. When she went to ask for it, Li Yuzhen acted like she loved it and was reluctant to part with it, so her grandmother took advantage of the situation and taught her a lesson about chicken intestines. The top spot was snatched away by Li Yuzhen.

There are countless kinds of these.

Shen Yuan looked at Guanyun Qianqiu with a complex expression, as if she was deep in thought. She guessed that Yun Qianqiu should have figured it out a bit. After putting away the medicine bottles and prescriptions, she told her: "Sometimes people's partiality always comes unreasonably and is entangled. If you are even stuck here, why not break and then build up, completely change your way of living, and change to a way of living that makes you feel comfortable."

"I used to be just like you. I always tolerated self-reflection. I reflected over and over again but failed to think clearly or speak out. Instead, the depression in my heart became deeper and deeper. My life was quite unhappy. But now I am fine. I will bully anyone who bullies me. Even though there will be a lot more rumors when we go back, so what, we can just feel comfortable."

Yun Qianqiu also heard about Shen Yuan's changes during this period.

She looked at the girl who was surrounded by the warm yellow light outside the window. Her eyes were attracted by the wantonness and freedom on her face, and her heart felt like a few raindrops falling, causing large ripples.

"Qianqiu, is it okay if I call you this?"

Anyway, she calls her A Yuan, so it shouldn't hurt if she calls her a little more intimate.

Yun Qianqiu nodded, and a dazzling smile bloomed on the corners of Shen Yuan's lips. He changed a sentence she had heard in her previous life and said it to her:
  "Okay, Qianqiu, if you still have this kind of confusion in the future, you only need to remember one sentence - the various comments and interpretations of you by others do not constitute one ten thousandth of you, but they are clearly visible to them①, people You live for yourself, not for other people’s rumors, don’t you think so?”

"Not one ten thousandth of me"

The woman was shocked, and the hesitation and confusion in her heart were immediately shattered by these words. When she raised her eyes again, her eyes were clear.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you A Yuan. I will contact you as soon as possible when there is a reply from the Supreme Emperor."

Shen Yuan nodded and stood up from the cushioned comb-backed chair: "Then I'll leave now. I still have some important things to do."

As she said that, she remembered what she had agreed with Yun Qianqiu in the letter before, and added another sentence.

"There is also the news that I originally promised to give you. I will also tell you personally at that time, and I will give you something by the way."

The news was about the real reason why Yun Qianqiu's parents died in the war. It was precisely because of this that Yun Qianqiu chose to get on the line with her.

Yun Qianqiu understood what Shen Yuan was talking about, and couldn't help but call her before she left, and asked: "A Yuan, can I ask why you want to help me like this?"

If it was just for the sake of mutual benefit, she wouldn't have to go to such an extent, and even care about and help her situation in the house.

The skirt of Shen Yuan's skirt followed her sudden movements and made waves. When she turned her head, the wind blew away her hair, revealing the cinnabar red mole.

Her voice was calm and gentle, as if she was saying something ordinary.

"Because I've been in the rain like you."

Naturally, she experienced it more deeply than others. At the beginning, she was stuck in the mire and couldn't see the light. No one could help her, so she became more and more trapped until she died.

Now that she has the ability to help others, she seems to be helping Yun Qianqiu, but in fact she is also helping herself.

The self in the past also hoped that someone would wake her up and help her.

Yun Qianqiu watched the fire-like shadow disappear, what Shen Yuan had just said echoed in his ears, and he chuckled softly.

But this smile gradually mixed with the tears that had overflowed for some reason, corroding away the dead vines that had climbed up her body over the years, as if they were reborn.

When Shen Yuan returned to Xichen Street, Cui Shao's fever had gone away, and some decoction was poured on his collar, which was very medicinal.

Zhi Luo stayed in front of the couch. Seeing Shen Yuan coming over, he told her roughly about Cui Shao's situation.

"The injury seems to be quite serious. Just using the medicine we brought, you may not be able to stay safe all the time. After all, the bones are deep enough."

"Young Madam," Zhiluo looked hesitant and advised her, "How about we find a doctor for him?"

Shen Yuan didn't tell Zhiluo much about Cui Shao, so he didn't understand why she didn't think of hiring a doctor for Cui Shao at first.

She glanced at the young man who was still pale and looked like he might be broken at any moment. She hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed deeply and pinched the center of her eyebrows.

"Now you send someone to deliver a letter to Pei Zhaoxue, saying that I am busy with something important and will not return to Pei's house tonight."

With Pei Zhaoxue's indifferent temperament towards her, he probably wouldn't care much.

Zhi Luo responded, and Shen Yuan took another look at Cui Shao, who was still in a coma, and then called the guards to come over and put him on the carriage.

After Zhiluo returned from delivering the letter, she told the coachman a place name, and the carriage staggered away.

When dusk fell, Pei Zhaoxue planned to return to Tingzhou from the capital, but received news from the guard that Shen Yuan had sent a letter.

His eyes fell on the words "She will not return to the Pei Mansion tonight." Thinking of the news he got from the secret guard today, the big hand holding the letter unconsciously tightened and wrinkled it.

"Mo Yi, contact Mo San and ask him where Yuan'er went."

Today, in addition to attending the plum blossom appreciation banquet at Prince Andu's Mansion, she went to Xichen Street to find Cui Shao.

As for Yun Qianqiu, he didn't think she could stay overnight with her current friendship.

Either her or Cui Shao.
  Mo San kept looking at Shen Yuan and wrote a reply after receiving the letter from Feiying.

Pei Zhaoxue unfolded the letter tied to the eagle's leg and looked at it, and the frost between his brows and eyes suddenly became much thicker.

The word "Yilu" is clearly written on it.

He was so familiar with the Medical House because although Shen Yuan, the owner of the Medical House, knew him well, she never thought of taking him there when he needed to see a doctor due to an accident.

He hadn't thought to ask why before.

But now, she actually takes someone as insignificant as Cui Shao to the place where she has always refused to take him?
  　①The original words are from San Mao's "The Story of the Sahara", which has been simplified and deleted.

　　Pei Zhaoxue: Angry, trembling, cold, and jealous! !

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