"Teacher, this is for you, you have to get well soon." The young master put a fortune cookie into my hand and said earnestly, "When you are well, I will not be lazy in the future."

I took the biscuits, patted his head, and said, "I'll go back to teach you a few days after raising them. You should practice hard these days, don't slack off."

I don't know how Jin Chenyu told him the reason for my absence from work these days. He always thought that I was suffering from an emergency, and there was no one to take care of me at home, so he had to go to their home to recuperate.

Jin Yuanbao sat for an afternoon, and didn't get up and leave until he ate all the snacks he brought.

I escorted him to the door and was saying goodbye when I heard a woman's screams in the distance.

"Let go of me! You...you dare to touch me? I am Jin Feisheng's daughter, and I am your master!"

Not long after, Kong Tan and others appeared at the end of the corridor. Ou Kelan was dragged by someone with her arms on her shoulders, her hair was messy and her makeup was smudged.

Kong Tan impatiently rolled up the wad of cloth in his hand, raised his hand to signal to stop first, Ou Kelan struggled as soon as he stopped, and when he saw the few of us at the end of the corridor, his throat broke.

"Yuanbao! It's me, it's my sister! Find my father for me, hurry up and find my father for me!!"

Steward Feng blocked Ou Kelan's line of sight, protected Jin Yuanbao in front of him, and blocked the young master's ears with his own hands, preventing him from listening or watching.

Kong Tan looked over and didn't expect Jin Yuanbao to be here. He cursed in a low voice, pinched Ou Kelan's mouth, and was about to put the cloth ball in his hand.

Ou Kelan dodged stubbornly, roaring in his mouth: "Help me find my mother, Jin Chenyu can't treat me like this, I'm his sister, he can't treat me like this! My mother won't let him go Yes, I won't let him go..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kong Tan gagged his mouth and sped away.

Steward Feng moved his hand away from Jin Yuanbao's ear until he could no longer hear the sound.

"Uncle Feng, why did she say it's my sister? Don't I only have my brother?" The young master raised his head and asked innocently.

Steward Feng didn't know how to tell him, he hesitated, and finally said, "She's talking nonsense."

The young master was obviously not very satisfied with his answer, and asked again, "Where are they going?"

Steward Feng glanced in the direction and said, "It should be the dungeon. If she did something wrong, no matter who's daughter is, she will be punished."

The young master is only eight years old, and it is the moment when there are endless questions about why, and it is very easy for one question to extend to another.

"Am I also punished for doing something wrong?" he asked.

Steward Feng was asked again, and he simply changed the subject and asked him to say goodbye to me.

The child's attention turned quickly, and he didn't think he was being distracted by Steward Feng, so he waved at me obediently and said, "Goodbye, teacher."

Ou Kelan's angry and mournful whimper seemed to still be floating in my ears. I gave him a stiff smile, and when he left, I closed the door with my backhand, and pressed against the door panel to cover my chest to calm the violent heartbeat.

Shouldn't they kill Ou Kelan? No matter how angry Sakamoto is, no matter how important business is, she is the blood of the Jin family after all, can Jin Feisheng really be so cruel?

But on second thought, if he was not ruthless, how could he have achieved his current position? Over the years, his subordinates have died without knowing how many unjust souls have died, and he thinks it is not bad for an illegitimate daughter who is pampered and arrogant.

Ou Kelan thinks that she is favored because of "love", ignoring guilt and pity, always wanting to prove to the world that she has more. But the fact is that even though Jin Feisheng loves her, he loves himself and interests more.

In the chess game with Jin Chenyu, she is the unique "king", but in Jin Feisheng's eyes, she is only a dispensable "soldier" who can be sacrificed arbitrarily.

The torrential rain fell for a while and gradually became smaller, but the raindrops were still full and loud.

Ou Hua was kneeling in the rain, he was kneeling at the gate, and I could see it from the window.

She knelt from dawn to dusk, and no one dared to come forward. I thought she was going to kneel all night. Ran Qingzhuang came out of the door and opened an umbrella for her.

All the black umbrellas were given to Ou Hua, and Ran Qingzhuang was standing in the rain.

I glanced at the still thick clouds in the sky and felt a little anxious. The rain won't stop for a while, he's going to get sick like this.

How long did Ran Qingzhuang hold the umbrella for Ou Hua, and I watched it by the window for a long time. About half an hour later, someone came out of the door and said something, and Ou Hua stood up excitedly. Because he had been kneeling for too long, he lost his balance and almost fell, but he was supported by Ran Qingzhuang.

Only then did I notice that there were some people standing not far away. Seeing Ou Hua getting up, he hurriedly stepped forward to help them and surrounded them.

Ou Hua was dressed in white, and was very conspicuous in the dim light. Pushing away the crowd, they stumbled westward, and a group of black-clothed men followed behind her and hurriedly held an umbrella for her.

Ran Qingzhuang didn't move, still standing in place, until Ou Hua entered a door to the west before walking back with an umbrella.

I had a hunch that Ran Qingzhuang was coming back soon, so I hurriedly went to the bathroom to put hot bath water, and asked the servants to prepare some ginger soup.

About ten minutes later, Ran Qingzhuang really came back. His clothes were soaking wet, and the tip of his hair was dripping with water, and he could feel the chill on his body when he got close.

I held a bath towel to meet me, rubbed my head and neck, and was pushed away by him after a few moments, saying that I would do it myself.

I took advantage of the opportunity to go to the table and brought the ginger soup that the servant had just brought, and told him that the bathtub was already draining, so I drank the ginger soup and asked him to take a dip.

He rubbed the wet hair on the back of his head with one hand and took the ginger soup with the other, like an alert big cat, leaned in to smell it, and instantly frowned, with a look of disgust.

"Drink it, you won't catch a cold after drinking it." I held the bottom of the cup and put it to his mouth.

Reluctantly, he closed his eyes for the last time, took two sips, and returned the cup to me.

I put the cup away, saw the fortune-telling cake that Jin Yuanbao gave me on the table, and took it to coax Ran Qingzhuang to get rid of the spicy ginger in his mouth.