The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

Tinglan's eyes turned red, and she turned away from looking at Xia Yanxiang. She only heard Xia Yanxiang say, "Tinglan, go find me two books."

Tinglan bit her lip, nodded, and ran out.

"What should I do with these two girls in the future?" Xia Yanxiang sighed softly and began to have wild thoughts.

After enduring a whole hour, Xia Yanxiang was shaking with pain. She gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly and gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying out.

Yue Qing's eyes turned red, but she said nothing.

"Ting, Tinglan," Xia Yan called Tinglan with a faint scent, "Find me a piece of cloth."

Tinglan cried and found a cloth to hold her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue.

Xia Yanxiang groaned, bit the cloth tightly, and her whole body trembled even more violently.

After two hours, Yueqing and Tinglan hurriedly helped the exhausted Xia Yanxiang out. Xia Yanxiang was almost fainting.

The two men helped her lie down on the bed, and Tinglan covered her with a quilt while wiping her tears.

Xia Yanxiang curled up in the quilt, still shaking uncontrollably.

"Madam Yue, is this really the only way?" Tinglan was reluctant to let her young lady suffer so much, so she asked while sobbing.

Yue Qing shook her head: "The meridian cleansing and marrow changing process is usually used by people who practice martial arts. She has no foundation at all, so she can only endure it like this."

After resting for nearly half an hour, Xia Yanxiang gradually regained her consciousness and called Tinglan: "Tinglan."

Tinglan ran in.

"Where's the master's wife?"

"Madam Yue is preparing the utensils outside."

Xia Yanxiang moved slightly, her face still pale: "Help me up and then go call Master's wife in!"

Yue Qing took three bottles, each as big as a small teapot.

"Yan girl." Yue Qing saw that she was so weak that she couldn't open her mouth to bleed, so she held the chassis tightly and stood there.

Xia Yanxiang sat at the table and said, "Master's wife, put it down! If you really can't bear to look at it, just put the things here and I will do it myself."

"But……"

"Master's wife, is my bathing tonight in vain?"

Yes, didn’t we endure two hours just for these three bottles of blood?

Yue Qing put down her things and went out. Ting Lan was also driven out by Xia Yanxiang: "Go out! Stop crying. It won't look good if your eyes are wet."

Tinglan wiped it twice more and then went out worriedly.

Xia Yanxiang picked up the knife, looked at the white wrist, and without hesitation, she cut it hard. Blood immediately gushed out. Xia Yanxiang endured the pain and took the container to collect the blood.

After the blood was released, Xia Yanxiang took the medicine prepared at the side and sprinkled it on. The pain intensified. She bit her lip hard and took the gauze to tie it up herself: "Tinglan."

"Did you find out anything?" Mo Yuchen asked Yizhu with his back to him.

Yi Zhu shook his head: "Mr. Dongfang has been guarding the door. There are experts around the Third Miss's room. It's impossible to get close."

He paused after saying this, "But I saw Tinglan, who was beside the Third Miss, sitting outside the door crying."

"You seem to care about Tinglan." Mo Yuchen glanced at him and asked him to find out about Xia Yanxiang, but he was staring at the girl.

"......"

But why is Tinglan crying?

Mo Yuchen frowned: "Alright, get off!"

Jinyue felt something was not right with Yanyan's tone. Although Yanyan was indeed talking about the Tu family, Mo Yuchen clearly felt that Xia Yanxiang was talking about herself.

Mo Yuchen suddenly had a bad idea. Was Yanyan going to put herself in danger and do something?

He subconsciously wanted to go and take a look, but stopped.

He had just had contact with Yanyan today, so it might not be a good idea for him to go there now.

As for Yanyan...

With Dongfang Xiang and Xia Zhibai by her side, nothing would go wrong for sure.

When Xia Yanxiang returned to the Shangshu Mansion, Xia Liu was not at home. Aunt Liu and Qianxiang were at her mother's place, but there was no sign of movement from the Second Aunt.

"Madam, the third lady is back!" He Luo, who was beside Tu, said to her as soon as she came back from the outer room.

"Yan'er is back!" Yan'er didn't come back after she went out yesterday. Tu was worried, but fortunately, Bai'er sent someone to tell her in time yesterday that Yan'er stayed there for one night.

"Mom, aunt, Yan'er is back," Xia Yanxiang smiled softly, looking at her mother greedily.

Gentle Liu Ying also leaned forward slightly: "Miss Third."

Xia Qianxiang was very happy: "Third sister?"

Xia Yanxiang held Xia Qianxiang's hand and joked, "You look rosy-cheeked, with charming eyes closed and red lips smiling!"

Xia Qianxiang blushed and walked aside in embarrassment.

"Yan'er, what are you talking about?" Seeing Xia Qianxiang's face turning red, Tu laughed and scolded Xia Yanxiang.

Xia Yanxiang quietly accompanied Tu for the entire day.

"Are you going back again?" Mrs. Tu was reluctant to leave Xia Yanxiang, and she always felt uneasy in her heart, "Why don't you stay here? I can't always live in the general's mansion, and I want you to accompany me."

Xia Yanxiang couldn't bear it, so she agreed: "Okay, let Tinglan tell my brother."

After breakfast the next day, Xia Yanxiang could not delay any longer and hurried back to the manor.

Four days passed in the blink of an eye as we went back and forth like this.

Coincidentally, Xia Liu came to Wenti Pavilion to have breakfast this morning. When he saw Xia Yanxiang, he frowned and scolded her, "What time have you just gotten up? You've been to the General's Mansion so many times that you've forgotten the rules?"

Xia Yanxiang was already exhausted from the pain in her body and the hard work of the past few days, so she didn't bother to pay attention to Xia Liu and admitted her fault: "It's Yanxiang's fault."

"Humph, it's a pity that you have a general brother, but he is a useless piece of shit."

"Master." Mrs. Tu was not too happy either. "Yan'er just got up a little late. Only girls can be like this. Why do you have to say such harsh words?"

"Look at how old he is now? He doesn't have any manners at all. Who in the whole capital would dare to marry him? He should learn from Pin'er and be more gentle and virtuous!"

Did Xia Liu really not know what Xia Pinxiang was like? She was just deliberately trying to stop Xia Yanxiang.

"Father, let's have breakfast!" Xia Yanxiang didn't want to pay any attention to Xia Liu at all. She just wanted to finish her breakfast quickly and go back to the farm.

But Xia Liu refused to give in: "How dare you teach me a lesson! You haven't even married yet!"

Xia Yanxiang didn't understand how she had been so presumptuous. She had clearly given Xia Liu a way out, but Xia Liu had taken advantage of her. Her physical discomfort had caused Xia Yanxiang to be in a bad mood: "Father, my uncle wrote to me yesterday, asking me to go to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion! If you weren't in a hurry, I would have eaten early and left!"

Xia Yanxiang moved Tu Song out, and Xia Liu really stopped talking, and her tone became much calmer: "That's good! When you go out, be more restrained, don't let people think that we Shangshu Mansion have no manners! Learn from your sister, be gentle and virtuous!"

Xia Yanxiang was disdainful in her heart, but she still agreed on the surface.