Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 131: Bring Her Back to the Mansion (Extra)

Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Bring Her Back to the Mansion (Extra)

Qingtong Alley is still some distance away.

Unlike the small alleys near the pear garden, this place is not deserted; one can see servants and merchants coming and going, and even Taoist priests with their heads covered and horsetail whisks in hand.

Shen Hua had just gotten out of the carriage when she was targeted by a Taoist priest.

"Young lady, I see that your complexion foretells a disaster of bloodshed!"

Shen Hua nodded: "Then you are quite accurate."

Taoist priest: "For just five coins, drinking my talisman water will ensure you pass through this hardship without disasters or difficulties."

Upon hearing this, Shen Hua turned to leave.

"Hey! Miss, I can give you a discount! Four coins."

"Three coins, I can’t make it any less."

Shen Hua was very displeased.

"Three coins?"

"Are you insulting me?"

"Do you think I am short of silver?"

The Taoist priest’s eyes twinkled and shone as he gazed upon Shen Hua as if she were a fat sheep ready for slaughter.

"If you offer more, it’s acceptable too, one tael of silver, the more Miss gives, the more sincere the heart is."

He thought that Shen Hua was about to give him money, but the girl’s expression grew even more serious.

Shen Hua asked word by word: "In what way do I look like a fool?"

Taoist priest: ...

He felt he had been played.

"You this Jia Si, out conning people again! I’ve told you not to let me see you in Qingtong Alley, if I see you once, I will report you to the authorities once! Now scram!"

An old woman behind scolded coldly.

The Taoist priest’s body stiffened, and he scrambled away, rolling and crawling.

The old woman had hair turning white, with only a single wooden hairpin. She carried a basket of vegetables on her arm, and the keys at her waist clanked against each other as she walked, making a clattering sound.

"Miss, don’t believe his words, this man is a notorious swindler, and he has been in and out of jail quite a few times."

Shen Hua’s eyes curved into a smile: "Thank you, madam."

The old woman couldn’t help but smile as well: "Look at Miss, a new face."

"I am here looking for someone."

She pointed to a yard on the right side where persimmons were growing.

A gleam passed through the old woman’s murky eyes as she scrutinized Shen Hua closely; the next moment, her smile vanished and her attitude suddenly turned cold.

"From Fengzhou?"

The woman’s dark and shiny eyes widened slightly with surprise.

Seeing her like this, the old woman’s tone became even harsher.

"I was wondering who it might be, turns out it’s Miss Shen."

"Miss Shen, you should return, our Fang Family has suffered enough because of you, we can no longer tolerate your noble presence."

After dropping this sentence, she stepped into the yard that Shen Hua had pointed at.

With a ’bang’, she shut the door heavily.

Caught off guard by the turn of events, the girl’s delicate fingertips curled slightly, and her eyes trembled.

The wind caused Shen Hua to sting with pain on her face; she stood motionless, breathing weakly, as if struggling to digest the situation.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally reacted.

"The Fang Family?"

Her voice was very soft, as if it would shatter with a puff of wind, and her exquisitely made-up face also showed hints of bewilderment and fragility.

"...Was that her mother-in-law?"

Shen Hua turned her head to look at Yicui.

"What did she mean by that sentence?"

It was clearly You Qing who owed her.

Shen Hua walked over without hesitation and began pounding on the door.

"I, Shen Hua, am upright and honorable, what I have done, I own up to; what I have not done, no one has the right to slander me."

"Speak clearly!"

"Where is You Qing? Have her come out."

She knocked on the door for a long time until her hands were swollen.

But there was not even a hint of response.

"Miss." Yicui’s complexion was very bad.

Hadn’t Miss already endured enough hardship? To be treated with disdain by a stranger? Yicui felt heartache and tried to stop Shen Hua’s actions.

"Let’s go back, and let’s not come to such a place again in the future."

She thought You Qing and Shen Hua had put their past grudges behind them.

Suddenly, Shen Hua’s eyes reddened. She pressed one hand against her chest as if suppressing the panic within.

"Who would fancy coming to such a lousy place!"

Turning black into white, and white into black. They all treated her as if she were easy to bully.

On the way back, the girl’s emotions were noticeably subdued. She leaned into the corner, biting her lip fiercely without saying a word.

For some reason, Yicui’s eyelids kept twitching.

After returning to the pear garden, Shen Hua went back to her room to rest.

She lay straight on the couch.

But in her ears, she kept recalling what the old woman had said.

Even the disgust and fleeting resentment that appeared in the other’s eyes when saying those words, slowed down and kept appearing before her.

The pain in her chest was becoming more and more clear.

Without realizing it, her forehead was covered in a fine sweat. Glittering beads of sweat rolled down and sank into the soft pillow.

Did she really understand You Qing?

Why did Mama say that year, telling her not to blame her.

She didn’t know how much longer it was, but she fell into a deep sleep.

The lunch was ready, Ningzhu walked in slowly, saw through the curtains that Shen Hua was sleeping soundly, and quietly stepped away.

"Miss Shen has not been sleeping well these days, let her sleep."

Shen Hua slept, only waking up after 15 minutes.

After waking up the pain subsided, but she still had no appetite. Yicui persuaded and cajoled, and she drank some porridge.

The girl, with her little finger cocked, stirred the porridge with a jade spoon, inconsistently.

Her head drooped, and she was in low spirits.

At this time, Ji Huo came again.

He cleared his throat. Standing before the tightly closed door, he recited sentimental poems with emotion.

"The cry of the mandarin ducks."

Shen Hua was already annoyed, and hearing this shout, her anger surged up rapidly.

She threw down the spoon in her hand.

"On the banks of the river island."

With a face cold as frost, Shen Hua walked straight out.

"A gentleman’s fair lady."

With a ’creak’, the door was opened from the inside.

Ji Huo thought Shen Hua’s stern face was quite beautiful.

"My—"

"You’re truly annoying."

Shen Hua pointed at him and scolded: "Will it never end with you?!"

"So what if you’re the Princely Heir? You only dare to act like this because of your father Prince Gong. The glory is his, not something you earned on your merit."

Ji Huo stammered.

"You... I just want to make you my concubine."

Shen Hua looked at him expressionlessly.

A concubine, he had the nerve to say it.

"Why don’t you just kneel?"

"You!"

"It seems that the Princely Heir has not taken in a word I said that night." It was a familiar yet cold voice. Cui Yun came over slowly, his black eyes veiled with a layer of chill.

Seeing him, Ji Huo immediately raised an eyebrow.

"Let me tell you, I’ll come today, tomorrow, and the day after. You might be capable, but there’s nothing you can do to stop me. I’m going to drive you mad."

"This alley is not your Cui Mansion! If you’re capable, punish me for my crimes."

"I have never failed in getting a girl I desire."

Cui Yun looked at him with eyes that did not betray a single ripple of emotion.

"Miss Shen!" Yicui cried out in shock.

Everyone saw blood spilling from the corner of Shen Hua’s mouth. The girl clutched at her chest, her vision went dark, and she lost consciousness.

Ji Huo panicked, as he still had some humanity and tried to catch Shen Hua. He was fast, but someone was faster.

Cui Yun supported the girl’s frail shoulder with one hand, effortlessly securing her.

The girl’s breathing was faint.

Her blood was thick and black.

Cui Yun’s pupils abruptly deepened. Just as he was about to order Ji Qing to call for Ni Kang, but back and forth would be the most effort. He paused at the tip of his finger.

"Has she been poisoned?"

Ji Huo: "It wasn’t me. Don’t pin this on me."

Cui Yun let out a cold laugh, his slender, jade-like fingertips gripped the unconscious girl’s waist, tightened slightly, and he carried her horizontally.

He carried her quickly towards the carriage.

Giving Ji Qing a two-word instruction.

"Back to the mansion."

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