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Chapter 17 The Backyard Was Turned Upside Down

    

le, "Mu Qianqiu, are you mad""I'm going crazy!" Mu shi was truly exasperated. "To bully people to this extent, do you think I'll just let you grind me down If I can't even protect my own daughter, the...Lady Mu, the original owner's biological mother and the mistress of this household who is in charge of managing the internal affairs.

The Mu family had one son and three daughters. Their son, Ye Feiyu, is nineteen years old this year and the eldest son of the late Lord Ye Yegui.

The eldest daughter, Ye Qingmei, and the second daughter, Ye Lianmian, are both seventeen years old. They are fraternal twins born at the same time but with distinct appearances.

The third daughter was Ye Wenyan. She was born when the old general had won a great victory on the border. He only learned of the difficult battle's victory at the time Ye Wenyan was born, so he believed she was his lucky star and treated her with extra love.

Ye Wen's memory clearly retained the days of her family's happiness, and she also remembered this morning when her eldest sister Ye Qingmei carefully styled her hair for her wedding.

She had long suspected that everything today was done secretly by the old mistress and her second uncle's family, so she asked her mother where she was. Unexpectedly, before she received news from her mother, it was her elder sister who hit her head.

"Grandmother, shouldn't we call a doctor" she asked the old lady. "A girl bumping her head isn't something to take lightly."

The old lady didn't speak, but the anger in her eyes was clear as she snorted: "We can't leave the mansion gates, so where would we find a doctor It's just a bump on the head. Red Makeup’s face is ruined, but we didn't call for a doctor then either."

Night Wenyan rolled his eyes, unwilling to continue this exchange with Ye Hongzhuang. He simply continued, "What about the guests at the mansion"

"Guest physicians don't treat everyone, " the old matriarch finally spoke, spitting out a harsh sentence: "Ye Qingmei doesn't deserve it."

"Okay," she nodded. "Suit yourselves, no need to invite me, I'll go see for myself."

After finishing his words, he turned and walked out of the hall. “I was seriously injured today, and it hurts a lot. As relatives, I feel you should empathize with my pain. Only then would our shared bloodline not be in vain.”

Her bridal gown sleeves were wide, and her pale, cold hands crushed three dried plum blossoms.

At the moment when the petals landed, the three people in the Xuming Hall simultaneously covered their hearts, a pain like being stabbed spread, and in just an instant, they sweated cold.

The maidservant who came to deliver the message followed Niè Wēn along, but only dared to trail behind at a distance, as if she were a monster that would devour people, not daring to come closer by even half a step.

Ye Wen, relying on memory, bypassed the front courtyard and arrived at a crossroads. As usual, she turned eastward. The maid behind her couldn't stand it any longer and called out to her, "Fourth Sister, go west! Now the mistress and her family live in the western courtyard."

"Huh" Ye Wenyan turned back, "Why is it the west Don't we always live in the east"

Yipin General's Mansion was one of the most renowned mansions in Lin'an's inner city. Although the scenery within wasn't as refined and unique as those of the scholar-officials' homes, the elderly general had requested a large plot of land from the imperial court when he was alive, citing the need for frequent military drills as his reason. Therefore, its size was well-known.

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After the General's Mansion was built, it was divided into three parts. The old general and his wife lived in the middle, the eldest son, Ye Guanggui, and his family lived in the east, and the second son, Ye Guangsheng, and his family lived in the west.

The east side enjoys sunshine, and the night view belongs to the master. Over these years, the manor has naturally invested more in various courtyards on the east side.

On the contrary, the several courtyards where the old master and his family in the west lived would be a little different. They weren't desolate, but they were definitely sparse.

Her second uncle's family had always been eyeing the east courtyard with greed. Now that they have gotten their way, is this what they wanted

"When was the courtyard changed" she asked the maid, "Was it after I got on the bridal sedan chair Oh, what's your name I remember you. You used to work in my mother's courtyard, didn't you Come closer to me. Holding a white lantern so far away, standing there like a ghost, do you think that's frightening"

The maidservant burst into tears: “Fourth Sister is so frightening! Her face is whiter than cloth, and she’s wearing red... it's too frightening, I dare not approach. My name is Zhuier, I thought… I thought I would never see Fourth Sister again, woo…”

The maid stood rooted to the spot and began to wail. Ye Wenyan raised his hand and touched his face. He didn't have a mirror on him, so he didn't know if he was pale or not, but these hands were indeed very white and a little cold.

She had no time to attend to this now. She walked over and pulled the maidservant's arm, "It's you, Zhuier, isn't it I remember, you were dusting in my mother's room. Come on, stop crying. I'm asking you, when was the courtyard changed" As she spoke, she pulled the girl towards the west, "Walk and talk."

Zhu'er quickly wiped her face and stopped being afraid. She was just puzzled: "How come Fourth Sister's hands are so cold, like..." She thought about comparing them to a corpse, but luckily she realized she shouldn't say that, so she swallowed it back down.

"Sister, you're right. This courtyard was changed immediately after you got married. The old Madam took the second master and the second mistress to the east courtyard and directly locked the big mistress in her room. She wouldn't move out. The big mistress didn't want to, nor did the eldest son or the two sisters. However, the old Madam brought more than ten strong maidservants who were particularly powerful. They directly moved the house, and many things were thrown about messily."

Ye Wen's face darkened even further, "So the moment I stepped out of the house, it was ransacked"

Jue'er's emotions had mostly calmed down. The girl was fourteen or fifteen years old and spoke very sharply: "Madam, if your elder sister really marries into the Duke of Shu's mansion safely as the legitimate wife, they wouldn't dare to treat us like this. There must be something going on here."

Ye Wen nodded, "Mother is right!"

"Sister, is something really wrong" Zhu'er's eyes widened. "The mistress really got her way this time. You don't know, sister, besides moving us out to a separate courtyard, the old matriarch also did something particularly...unbecoming... She, she confined us all!"ed, only occasionally sipping his wine.Ye Wenyan looked at him for a while and asked Feng Zhaolian, "Have you taken a liking to that Sixth Prince If it were he sitting on the throne, would you be will...