Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 56 There are so many girls, you wouldn’t let her cut in line

Chapter 56: Chapter 56 There are so many girls, you wouldn’t let her cut in line

Perhaps for Cui Rong’s sake, Cui Yun was also willing to exchange a few more words with Shen Hua.

"I am aware of two types, and among them, Rong’s is ’Buhuo’. The general of the previous dynasty was controlled by this drug, which, upon smelling the seductive scent, caused one to have a vacant look in their eyes, though they appeared no different from others. Yet, during battle, they were expected to be stable but suffered a great defeat when weapons clashed. The description in books is but a few phrases, known by very few and long lost, and has never been heard of since."

Cui Yun paused thoughtfully before continuing.

"Ten years after the Grand Ancestor Emperor ascended to the throne, Buhuo appeared again."

"During the Jiayou Period, Jingzhao Mansion recorded thousands of missing cases, among them, the cases involving Buhuo that concerned young children and girls were less than ten."

Thousands of cases?

Although sounding numerous, it spans over seventeen years.

Even in Fengzhou City, Shen Hua occasionally hears about children being abducted, showing that under the Emperor of Shengjing, the control is excellent.

He rarely speaks so many words.

Shen Hua was somewhat stunned by the favor.

However, Cui Yun did not inform Shen Hua that the drug Buhuo was extremely precious. Not something ordinary people could find.

And the disappeared ones were all from the households of major government officials!

Every missing case involving Buhuo could shake the entire court and government!

In these cases, what’s involved is truly...

If the Marquis Mansion appears weak, then it’s only natural to be bullied, anyone could step on them, but currently, as Marquis Yangling Mansion is thriving, how could it not become a target in the eyes of others?

Untouchable, unapproachable, yet always bloody.

This path, is destined to be fraught with thorns. Cui Yun has walked it. All the hardships and backlashes should be borne by him alone, and should never point towards anyone else in the mansion.

As for these, he did not wish to mention more, and Shen Hua tactfully did not ask.

Since the change in the prescription, Shen Hua could clearly feel that she gets hungry more easily than before.

She was meticulous with her meal. She picked the candied haws from the exquisite plate. Tart enough to send a shiver.

The seeds she spat out, neither more nor less, were exactly five.

Five, yet it is an odd number.

At some point, Cui Yun’s gaze that was on Cui Rong shifted to Shen Hua.

The young lady stared at the candied haws in the plate with deep grievances, obviously struggling with a dilemma.

After an unknown length of time, Shen Hua finally acted.

Jade chopsticks reached for the candied haws again. She chewed slowly, spitting out the seeds one by one.

Only when the total number became even, did she finally smile in relief.

Cui Yun’s thin lips slightly pursed, as if enlightened.

Cui Rong seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly called him, "Second Uncle."

"You should tell her, there are some things you can’t force. There are so many girls, you won’t let her cut in line."

To mistreat her, definitely isn’t going to make her the second aunt!

This sentence might perplex an outsider, but Shen Hua shuddered at it.

Under pressure, she met Cui Yun’s calm eyes turning into a quasi-smiling gaze.

Clearly, he figured it out.

Shen Hua felt utterly crushed, could only weakly say: "Children’s words carry no harm."

"Yes, I didn’t take it seriously," Cui Yun replied with a thin, sparse smile.

Shen Hua: ...

The atmosphere became quiet and layered with a strange undertone.

Cui Rong struggled to eat her bland greens as if chewing wax, and only after finishing, she looked like a wilted flower devoid of any vitality.

Seeing this, Cui Yun deftly took out a handkerchief from his bosom, delicately wiping her oily lips.

After doing all this, Cui Yun then picked up Cui Rong and took his leave.

However, before he left, he left a statement.

"Miss Shen need not see me out, should there be any requests in the future, I will certainly oblige."

A gentleman’s promise, the weight of his words was very significant.

Shen Hua had Yicui send out a lamp, deep in thought.

She reconsidered whether or not to let Cui Yun eliminate that scoundrel Shen Qu.

But how could Cui Yun, a noble son of a prestigious family, stain himself with the blood of a vile person?

"Madam."

Cheng Gui had been detained at the government office for a long time, talked about it repeatedly, and finally, stamped his handprint on the lawsuit document.

After returning to the pear garden, it was already late.

Cheng Gui walked hurriedly, with a solemn expression on his face.

He said.

"The crook, knowing the gravity of his sins, took his own life with poison as soon as he entered the prison."

Shen Hua’s eyebrows knitted tightly together.

In a moment, she contemplated myriad thoughts, but quickly suppressed them.

"After all, it has nothing to do with us, just live our lives as usual."

On this side, instead of the previous galloping on horseback, Cui Yun was now taking into account Cui Rong, and the speed of the horse was not fast.

"Do you realize your mistake?"

Cui Yun’s voice was faint, seeming like he was settling accounts after drinking.

Cui Rong really liked this uncle of hers and was also very attached to him.

But whenever Cui Yun got angry, although he might not resort to beating or scolding, he could always make her feel afraid.

Cui Rong said in a pleasing and soft voice, "I ate a lot of vegetables."

Usually, under Cui Yun’s supervision, she ate only a tiny bit.

"So, having been punished, you think you shouldn’t be punished anymore?"

As the night grew colder, Cui Yun simply took off the large cloak he was wearing and wrapped Cui Rong tightly, not allowing a single breath of wind to touch her.

"Is that not allowed?"

"If you make a mistake again, what then?"

The moonlight was bright, outlining the man’s jawline even more exquisitely.

His voice was crisp and cold, and the smell of alcohol on him was not strong.

"Sneaking out of the mansion without informing your Mama, causing her to worry, that’s one mistake."

"Your great-grandmother is unwell, and last time when you climbed onto the roof, it frightened her into fainting. As a junior, you ought to act with filial piety and caution, yet you knowingly committed the same fault again, that’s the second mistake."

Cui Rong’s head lowered even more.

But Cui Yun did not stop.

"People can be wicked, the usual warnings I teach you are completely disregarded. You put yourself in danger. This is making a mistake on top of another."

Cui Yun suppressed his anger.

He truly did not dare to imagine, if something had happened to Cui Rong, what could he do, or what would he be able to do?

Above, he would feel guilty towards his parents and brothers; below, he would feel guilty towards his own conscience.

After the New Year’s Eve, Cui Rong will be six years old.

He wanted to show her all the ugliness of the world, yet he couldn’t bear to clip her wings, wishing to preserve her innocence.

His indecisiveness was unlike him.

The cold wind howled.

Qiao Si paced back and forth in front of the mansion gates, occasionally stretching her slender neck to look around.

Clop clop clop.

Qiao Si was extremely anxious, but in the darkness, as the sound of horse hooves grew closer, she could make out the silhouette of the approaching figure.

Sitting despondently in Cui Yun’s arms, the little girl who bore a striking resemblance to Cui Bai was undoubtedly Rong, there was no mistake.

Qiao Si’s eyes moistened, disregarding her composure, she ran forward and tightly held Cui Rong.

"You really!"

She heaved a long sigh. A thousand words converged into one.

"You scared Mama to death."

"Sister-in-law, let’s go inside the mansion."

Cui Yun didn’t mention Buhuo, merely speaking gently, "Rong is frightened, let Ni Kang take a look at her."

"What uncle says is right."

Cui Yun deliberately stayed a few steps behind Qiao Si, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far, heading together towards the Dowager’s courtyard.

"Sir," Ji Qing called out.

When Cui Yun saw it was him, he paused: "Is the matter taken care of cleanly?"

"Yes."

Cui Yun idly stroked the lustrous and transparent Vajra Bodhi Bracelet on his wrist.

The moonlight was cold and clear, like water, with shifting shadows from the trees lending grace.

The man’s figure was tall and slender. The words he spoke carried a hint of sarcasm.

"My Cui family has sought peace and adhered to our own duties for many years, only to let a bunch of insignificant vermin think they can deceive us? Absurd."