"In your eyes, was there ever a place for the second branch? Do you even remember the vows you made back then? You are nothing but a hypocrite!" Yun Qi said, then turned around and walked away with a swish of his sleeves.
The granddaughter of Han Xuzi, the daughter of Mrs. Han, would not be toyed with by the Yun Family so easily.
This kind of revenge was just beginning.
Some truly believe the Han Family, without titles of nobility, is just a wealthy house that can be bullied and manipulated at will.
Absolutely preposterous.
No one has interfered in these years because Mrs. Han was unaware, and Han Xuzi was traveling abroad. Once the Han Family learns the truth, the Yun Family’s suffering will begin...
Yun Chen stood still in place.
"No, no, it’s not like that!"
He remembered the vows from those years; he had always remembered them.
But in these years, there was no one in the Yun Family with a higher official rank than him. Yun Qi and Yun Bi were not in the manor; his confidence swelled, believing that a man should strive for achievement in the imperial court and leave the management of the rear court to Mrs. He.
And he also thought Mrs. He was obedient and would treat Jinnian kindly...
He returned to the Yun Family’s estate furious and dispirited.
Mrs. He immediately stepped forward, "My lord..."
Yun Chen looked at Mrs. He, his eyes filled with intense and complex emotions.
"Ha, hahaha, I really married a good wife, mother’s discernment is excellent!" And with that, he left.
Behind Yingci’an, in the valley.
A small bamboo house.
Based on the color of the bamboo, it seems to have been built not long ago.
Wildflowers bloom around the bamboo house, with butterflies fluttering about. Yun Jinnian found the presence of butterflies in such weather to be quite curious.
"Fourth Miss, please go ahead!" The woman spoke respectfully.
Yun Jinnian nodded slightly and stepped forward.
This woman claimed to be Princess Jinfeng’s personal maid and had brought her from Yingci’an. She had used light-footed martial arts to escort Yun Jinnian, which felt both unbelievable and yet believable.
Before even entering the bamboo house, she saw Princess Jinfeng, clad in purple and looking dashing, with a flushed face, running out.
When Princess Jinfeng saw Yun Jinnian, she was startled for a moment.
"Are you here to treat my brother?"
Distrust, skepticism, questioning.
She looked down upon Yun Jinnian with an overwhelming air of authority.
Because of those dreams she’d had, Yun Jinnian was not afraid, and she nodded slightly in response.
"Can you really do it? Right now, my brother..." Princess Jinfeng’s face grew redder as she seemed conflicted about how to explain it to Yun Jinnian.
"Anyway, if you can heal my brother, just ask for whatever you wish. Anything within my power, you may take!"
Yun Jinnian nodded slightly.
She walked towards the house with a calm and steady demeanor, her face unflushed and breath steady.
The voice was familiar.
On the large bed, Chu Yu was lying naked under the covers, curled up. At the side of the bed, two men in black looked on solemnly. One stepped forward, "Fourth Miss!"
By all accounts, an eleven-year-old girl should be blushing and turning away from such a scene.
But Yun Jinnian, composed, reached into a small bag and took out silver needles, "Is everything ready?"
"Everything is prepared, the medicinal bath is ready!"
Before a doctor, there is no concept of male or female, only patients.
At this moment, Chu Yu was her patient; she was the healer, nothing more.
Yun Jinnian, holding the silver needles, was about to perform acupuncture on Chu Yu, but he kept shifting, making it difficult for her to proceed. So she climbed onto the bed with her shoes still on, reached for the silver needles to begin, but at that moment, Chu Yu suddenly stopped, turned his head, grabbed Yun Jinnian’s wrist, and with a tug, pulled Yun Jinnian down onto the bed, pinning her underneath him...