"Alright." Ye Wenzheng understood that Ye Jiu wanted to give Ye Gaosheng a hand.
However, the more he thought about how his younger aunt’s actions were increasingly beyond his expectations, and how broad her network of connections was, the more pressure he felt.
It seemed that he must work even harder in the future, otherwise, with more and more people gathering around his younger aunt, he would eventually be phased out.
Being the first to follow his younger aunt was his opportunity, and he could not let laziness get him eliminated.
After finishing his meal in a rush, Ye Wenzheng took Ye Gaosheng out, carrying several thousand taels of silver given by Ye Jiu to buy a shop. He couldn’t feel at ease unless he quickly took care of the matter.
The steward of the residence was called Su Ning, who appeared to be only in his twenties. Although it wouldn’t be too much for Ye Jiu to call him "uncle," given her usually high seniority, she really couldn’t bring herself to do it, so she simply called him by his name.
Although Su Ning was quite skilled in martial arts, in the end, he was a servant who had been sold into servitude. In this era of clear social hierarchies, when a master addresses a servant, the servant doesn’t dare to offer an opinion.
Not long after Ye Gaosheng and Ye Wenzheng had left, Su Ning came over, "Master, the two people who fainted under the tree today have woken up, but they are both seriously injured and can’t move yet; they can only lie in bed. I wonder how you plan to handle these two?"
If they had been able to move, that would have been easier to manage, but now, both could only lie in bed, which made things difficult.
Keeping them at home could invite trouble, but throwing them out directly meant handling two lives, which she ultimately couldn’t bear to do.
After some thought, Ye Jiu said, "Take me to see them first."
Let’s see who they are before deciding whether they can stay or not.
If it really comes down to it, she couldn’t possibly jeopardize herself for the sake of others; she was not that kind-hearted.
Ye Jiu, led by Su Ning, arrived at a small courtyard a bit further away. Before they even entered, Su Ning explained, "These two, one man and one woman, the girl seems to be just a maid, while the man appears to be a master who is seriously injured and lying in the room here."
Su Ning opened the door first, and Ye Jiu walked in, followed by Su Ning.
"It’s you..." Ye Jiu took a few steps back defensively as she saw the face of the person lying on the bed.
"Master, do you know this person?" Seeing Ye Jiu’s defensive demeanor, Su Ning also became cautious.
Ye Jiu nodded slightly.
She certainly recognized this person. That morning, under the tree, because he was covered in blood, Ye Jiu hadn’t noticed his face. Now that he had been cleaned up, she could clearly see.
Wasn’t this the same person who had controlled Sikong Mo with a small drum and was clad in a black cloak, and also the Divine Doctor Qing Li!
Just as Su Ning was about to ask what Ye Jiu intended to do, Ye Jiu spoke first, "Su Ning, go to the next door, the War Prince Residence, and have them handle this man."
This man was said to be a close friend of Sikong Mo. As for killing him, Ye Jiu still dared not do it, so she had no choice but to leave it to Sikong Mo to handle.
"He..." Initially, Qing Li made no movement, but as soon as Ye Jiu finished her sentence, he suddenly began to struggle violently.
It was clear that he did not want Ye Jiu to go to the War King’s residence.
The struggle from Qing Li startled Ye Jiu, causing her to step back in fright, but seeing that he really couldn’t move, she then stood firm.
"Hurry, have Sikong Mo come over," Ye Jiu repeated.
Qing Li fell from the bed, extending his hand towards Ye Jiu, "Don’t...go!"
He barely managed to squeeze out these two words.