"Yes, yes!" Yun Qi said hastily.
A blush crept onto his face.
Too many people knew of the petty affairs in the Yun Residence.
If others weren’t openly pointing fingers, it was only because Yun Jinnian hadn’t made a fuss. Once Yun Jinnian kicked up a storm, there would be no more shame to hide, and that would signal the downfall of the Yun Residence.
Steward Hai sipped tea in the hall, watching as people carried in items. A Vermilion Carriage bore eight chests, and fifteen horse-drawn carts carried a total of one hundred and twenty chests. Although they were not yet opened, Mrs. He was already green with envy.
Swallowing saliva, she wished all these things were theirs.
Yun Jinnian sat on a chair to the side, hands resting on his knees, his expression soft as he gently pursed his lips.
Only after all the chests had been brought in did Steward Hai clasp his hands together and say, "Lords Yun, Commandery Princess, this servant will now return to the palace to report!"
"I will see Steward Hai out!" Yun Chen said, escorting Steward Hai out of the Yun Residence.
Yun Qi, on the other hand, stayed at a distance, looking at Yun Jinnian, and said indifferently, "Take care!" before striding off to escort Steward Hai as well.
Silence without a word.
At this moment, Yun Jinnian felt aggrieved.
No matter how gentle, strong, or hardworking she was, it seemed no one noticed.
Well then, let it be!
"Jinnian, congratulations!" Mrs. He stepped forward with a contrived congratulation.
Yun Musi and Yun Mulan also quickly came forward, "Congratulations, Fourth Sister!"
Yun Jinnian smiled faintly, looking towards Shi Jiayu, "Jiayu, I’ll leave this to you. I’m tired and will go back to rest at Niannian Garden!"
Having said that, she turned and left.
Mrs. He, Yun Musi, and Yun Mulan felt embarrassed; their smiles frozen on their faces.
Smiling, Shi Jiayu said to Mrs. He, "Lady, could you please ask the maids and matrons with strength to help carry these things to Niannian Garden?"
Mrs. He grimaced, yet responded.
She called the butler over, "Have someone carry these chests to Niannian Garden!"
Niannian Garden was only so big; she didn’t believe there was spare room for these hundred-plus chests.
If they could be placed in the central storeroom, it would be convenient for her to use later, but the thought was extinguished the moment she recalled what Steward Hai had specifically said.
After escorting Steward Hai, Yun Qi went straight back to his own courtyard, not asking a single question.
Yun Chen watched, sighed softly, walked to the hall, and asked Mrs. He, "Where’s Jinnian?"
"She said she was tired and went back to rest at Niannian Garden. I’ve instructed the butler to have the items sent over," Mrs. He said, watching as the chests were carried away, her heart aching terribly.
"Hmm, keep an eye out here!" Yun Chen said, then turned to his two daughters and three nieces, "You girls should visit your Fourth Sister at Niannian Garden more often. Sisterly affection grows with frequent visits!"
"Yes, Father (Uncle)!"
They responded obediently, bowing respectfully.
Yun Chen nodded, satisfied, looking towards his three sons, "You three as well, even if Jinnian has become a Commandery Princess, she is still your sister. If there are errands to run in the future, make yourselves useful!"
Yun Zhen, Yun Yi, and Yun Xuan hurriedly agreed, "Yes, Father!"
The three brothers didn’t say it aloud, but in their hearts, they somewhat resented Yun Jinnian.
Previously, when Yun Jinnian was in the hall, she had completely ignored them. Did she treat them like brothers at all?
Such a sister, running errands?
"Alright, all of you may leave!"
Yun Jinnian’s investiture as Commandery Princess should have been a joyous occasion, but the people of Yun Residence were indifferent; Mrs. He didn’t even mention rewarding the servants.
Yun Jinnian returned to Niannian Garden without having a sip of water and collapsed onto the bed.
She wanted to rest with her eyes closed, but fell ill with a fever instead; her whole body burning. Mrs. Yuan hastily had someone summon the doctor, who after taking the pulse said, "Your heart-fire is too strong, just take something to reduce the fire, and you’ll be fine!"