The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

After returning to Ao Yanxuan, Xia Yanxiang said nothing. Even when someone from Wenti Pavilion brought her medicine, she didn't use it. She also heard from the servants of Wenti Pavilion that Tu had already gone to kneel in the ancestral hall.

Xia Yanxiang pursed her lips and said nothing, which made Anzhi and Tinglan stunned. They didn't dare to say anything either.

Anzhi was a carefree person, and she did not dare to speak at this time. Instead, she asked Xia Yanxiang cautiously: "Miss, what does the lady mean?"

Although they were not in the study when Xia Yanxiang was arguing with Xia Liu, they also heard the fierce quarrel. Xia Yanxiang's attitude was something they had not expected.

In the past, the young lady was very low-key and never argued with the second young lady. Even when the second young lady relied on her age to suppress the young lady, the young lady just followed the second young lady's wishes and did not argue with her. However, the young lady has become more aggressive in the past two days.

But they never imagined that the young lady would go against the master!

"Anzhi, prepare pens and ink." Xia Yanxiang did not answer their questions, but had other plans.

Although Anzhi didn't know what Xia Yanxiang wanted to do, she still went to prepare the pen and ink as she asked.

Tinglan thought of Xia Yanxiang's plan: "Miss, are you going to write a letter to your uncle? Why don't you go to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion in person? That would be more sincere."

Xia Yanxiang sneered: "Sincerity? I would like to go in person, but my father and I had a fight today, and he will definitely not let me go. If he knows that I went to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, he will not let me off easily."

"Just one letter is enough. Whether it falls into the hands of my cousin or my aunt, someone will come and punish him. He won't think that our Tu family is easy to bully."

"My mother never told my uncle about the injustices she suffered, which is why my father treated her like this. If I don't ask my uncle to help me, my father will probably forget who he relied on to become rich, right?"

Tinglan finally understood after listening to Xia Yanxiang's words: "In the past, the master always indulged the second concubine to bully the wife and the second young lady. They were disrespectful to the legitimate wife and the elders. It was all spoiled by the master. Now, let the uncle come and give the master a lesson. The master will definitely pay more attention to our wife."

Tinglan seemed somewhat proud when she said this, but Xia Yanxiang saw it and shook her head helplessly.

Silly girl, some people are rotten from the root. What's the point of just beating them? You should stop the loss in time when necessary.

Anzhi quickly prepared the pen and ink. Xia Yanxiang sat behind the desk, spread out the rice paper, picked up the pen and started writing the letter.

Seeing her start writing, Anzhi couldn't help but ask, "Miss, are you going to write a letter to your uncle?"

Xia Yanxiang did not answer her, but reminded her: "Keep your voice down, the walls have ears. Go find Wuyi later and ask him to deliver the letter to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. Remember, he must hand it to the master of the house personally. Be careful when you go out, don't let the master or the second concubine's people find out."

Anzhi was a little confused, but she also knew that there were some things she shouldn't ask, so she just agreed and stood aside to grind ink for Xia Yanxiang, waiting for her to finish writing.

Wuyi is a fair-skinned servant. He is not tall but smart. What’s more important is that he was given to her by Tu Song himself, so there is no need to worry that he might be Xia Liu or Yang Jin’s man.

Wuyi cautiously went out from the side door of the Xia Mansion and walked around outside for a while before going to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

It happened that when Wuyi arrived at the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, he asked the servant at the door to report to the housekeeper. Before the servant walked past the screen, he ran into Tu Song's son, Tu Xiao, Xia Yanxiang's cousin.

"Master, the servant Wuyi of the Third Miss of the Xia Mansion has arrived. She said that she must see the master of the mansion and asked me to tell him that the Third Miss has something important to tell you, Master."

Tu Xiao didn't quite understand why Sister Yanxiang didn't come in person?

"Did you say what it was?"

The boy shook his head.

Tu Xiao pondered for a while, and then he came up with an idea: "Go to the inner courtyard first and tell mother, ask mother to wait for me in the main hall, I will go and see what's going on."

Wu Yi had been waiting at the door. When she saw Tu Xiao coming, she quickly bowed and said, "Young Master."

"What happened? Why didn't Sister Yanxiang come in person?" Tu Xiao spoke frankly as soon as he saw it was Wuyi.

But what he didn't expect was that Wu Yi looked around and whispered to him, "Young Master, please let me in first! The young lady has something to give you."

Tu Xiao nodded. The doorway was indeed not a good place to talk, so he led Wu Yi into the main hall.

After entering the main hall, Wu Yi took out the letter from her arms. There was no address on the envelope, but Wu Yi still gave the letter directly to Tu Xiao.

Tu Xiao was even more confused: "A letter? Is it for me?"

"The young lady didn't specify who it was for. She only said that it must be handed over to you or my uncle, or my aunt." Wu Yi didn't understand what Xia Yanxiang was thinking.

Tu Xiao also didn’t understand what it meant to give it to anyone.

Tu Xiao thought about it for a while, then opened the letter and read it carefully. After reading only two lines, his face changed and he asked Wu Yi anxiously, "Was my aunt punished to kneel in the ancestral hall?"

"Yes, half an hour ago, the master had an argument with the young lady in the study and was punished by the master to kneel in the ancestral hall. It was the madam who saved the young lady." Wu Yi said truthfully.

Quarrel? What kind of quarrel was it that required Sister Yanxiang to kneel in the ancestral hall as punishment?

Tu Xiao continued to read the letter with doubts, his face was already livid. Wu Yi was still waiting for his instructions, so he said first: "Okay, I understand. You go back first and don't let the people in the Xia Mansion know that you have been to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. When you go back, just tell Sister Yanxiang to rest assured that I know my limits."

Wuyi didn't ask any more questions and left after getting the instructions.

As soon as Wu Yi left, the Prime Minister's wife, Shen, arrived.

"Xiao'er, I heard from the servants that Miss Yan sent someone here?" Shen asked curiously when she entered the room but didn't see Xia Yanxiang.

Tu Xiao looked unhappy and handed the letter in his hand to Shen: "This is from Sister Yanxiang. She probably can't come out for the time being."

Shen took the letter and was confused as to why Tu Xiao's face turned pale. After reading the letter, she understood: "How dare Xia Liu treat our A Ling and Yan Er like this!"

"Mother, do you want to tell father now?" Tu Song was not at home now. He had gone to the residence of the Minister of Rites to discuss official business. Tu Xiao asked for instructions, "With just the two of us, I think my uncle would be fearless."

"Confident? Whose influence does he rely on?" Shen was a hot-tempered woman. She immediately exploded after hearing what Tu Xiao said. She stood up and said, "Go, take the letter to the master, and tell him that my mother and I are leaving first."