Chapter 21 Saving Me Is His Honor

Zheng Qianyu was completely unaware and pointed at Shen Hua with her fingertip, clearing her throat rather courteously.

"Well, first."

Then, she deliberately and modestly pointed at her own small, round face.

"Second."

Zheng Qianyu couldn't resist her appetite, while other girls would eat only half of a meal, she could add rice three times.

Fortunately, despite eating a lot, she didn't get fat, she just wasn't that slender.

The Zheng Qianyu in front of him was not even close to the beautiful girls Ji Ge had met, but she had an endearing fairness.

As for the other one, she was plagued by chronic illness. Her whole being exuded a sense of frail fragility.

Ji Ge's eye twitched as he laughed, clutching his stomach, while on one side, Cui Yun was as graceful as a jade gentleman, a subtle, ethereal smile tugging at his lips, like the elusive hanging moon.

The carriage entered the city and headed towards the nearest clinic.

This was the busiest and most bustling street in Fengzhou City, with a constant stream of tourists. To be safe, Ji Qing slowed down the speed of the carriage. Even so, several voices from outside faintly reached them.

"That Shen Hua was always a mischievous one. If you ask me, her stepbrother and stepmother treating her badly is what she deserves. Why care?"

When Cui Yun heard the name Shen Hua, he couldn't help but focus his attention to listen.

"Isn't that the truth? Last time I even saw her injure someone in the street with my own eyes. Even a three-year-old in the street knows etiquette, yet she, taking advantage of being Shen Wei's daughter, runs wild because the embroidery workshop is famous all over the world. Such a troublesome girl might as well die early to avoid harming others."

"She's already afflicted with a malignant disease, maybe she won't live for many more years either."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ge frowned. Last year, on the Empress's birthday, he gifted a Phoenix Ascension screen from the Shen Family's Embroidery Workshop, crafted by over thirty embroidery ladies and completed in one year.

Hearing this now, his impression of her worsened considerably.

"The Shen Family's embroidery is excellent, yet they don't know how to educate a daughter."

Zheng Qianyu was displeased.

Shen Hua did injure someone on the street, but that was only after the other party made the first move.

Why is it that because her family is large and their name somewhat notorious, she doesn't even have the chance to fight back?

In the eyes of the world, is anything Shen Hua does considered outrageous?

Zheng Qianyu dared not rebuke Ji Ge, but she tried to salvage some reputation for Shen Hua.

"Gentleman, don't listen to these one-sided words."

Sighing, she forced out a tear. Her voice was heavy with emotion, making one's heart ache: "That Shen Hua is really pitiful."

"Family members have successively passed away, leaving only those with black hearts that devour people without spitting out the bones."

"You wouldn't know, just recently she was publicly humiliated and had her engagement broken off by her fiancé and his mother."

"That heartless man turned around and entangled with another girl who pretended to be weak and virtuous when, in fact, she knows nothing except recognizing a few broken characters."

"Shen Hua has such pride—on that day, she couldn't reclaim her dignity and cried like rain, struggling to live with a fragile body, harder than anyone else."

Cui Yun pondered. Yet he showed no difficulty in receiving the hot potato.

To him, the only thing that mattered was Xie Xun's favor, and as for how Shen Hua conducted herself, he didn't care in the slightest.

Marquis Yangling Mansion never lacked an empty room. Yet Cui Yun had never thought to bring anyone into the residence.

He found it a burden.

Many girls sought refuge in the Marquis Mansion, and Marchioness Yangling accepted them all. Hence, during festivals, he was obliged to painstakingly send a gift.

Rather than taking Shen Hua into the Marquis Mansion and having to pay special attention out of regard for Xie Xun, it would be better to place her in a separate courtyard he owned in Shengjing.

Arranging for the medical staff and maids meant there'd be no worry.

With the end of the year approaching, he needed to head back early.

Ji Quehe couldn't bear hearing of human suffering.

"She has it really rough, doesn't she?"

Zheng Qianyu pretended to wipe the tears from her eyes: "Yes, indeed. A minor illness every three days, a major one every five days."

"How is she now?"

She's lying right here! Isn't that quite the coincidence? Hehehe.

Zheng Qianyu didn't reveal Shen Hua's identity, only subtly said:..."Not very well."

Her poor acting skills could only fool Ji Ge.

Cui Yun concealed his gloomy expression, saying nothing, while his gaze fell on the girl who didn't know when she had awakened and was trembling fiercely.

Shen Hua felt ashamed and found it hard to breathe. She was inherently proud and awkward, especially at this moment.

She had grown up amid gold, silver, and jade stones, and was fabulously wealthy, though she had no life to spend it! Enough!

What was miserable about her!

Yet, voices on the other side continued.

"Shen Hua also had bad luck; she went to pick dates from a tree, encountered a wild bee attack, fell, injured her leg, and had to recuperate for over half a year. Her face swelled up to the point even her birth mother couldn't recognize her."

"Not to mention, she..."

Shen Hua: Zheng Qianyu!! Go to hell!!! Why bring up such humiliating things!

Furious and unable to stand it, Shen Hua struggled to sit up, trying to stop Zheng Qianyu, but couldn't suppress a fit of coughing.

Her throat grew itchier and she couldn't stop. A metallic taste even rose.

At this moment, a cup of tea appeared before her. The hand offering it was bony and refined.

Shen Hua paused slightly, looking at the owner of the hand.

Beneath those seemingly calm eyes, any former sharpness had vanished. It was as if Shen Hua's vision had blurred momentarily.

Seeing her hesitate to take it, Cui Yun didn't press.

Zheng Qianyu poked Shen Hua's waist, whispering.

"This gentleman seems cold, but in reality, he is the kindest."

Is that so.

Suppressing her doubts, Shen Hua reached out and accepted it. In a soft voice, she said, "Thank you."

"No need." His voice was consistently cold, like the trickling mountain stream, refreshing and pleasant.

Just then, the carriage stopped, and from outside came Ji Qing's voice: "Master, we've arrived."

Cui Yun responded subtly.

Shen Hua didn't get a chance to drink a sip to moisten her throat before she became dizzy and heavy, and was assisted off the carriage by Zheng Qianyu.

The curtain was lifted, revealing Cui Yun's exquisite jawline: "I'm not in a hurry to leave. Since it's still early, why not wait here and accompany you both."

Sure enough, Zheng Qianyu readily agreed with delight.

"My horse is smart; leaving it in the suburbs, it will return with the coachman."

Shen Hua mumbled: "Hmm."

"That gentleman in the fine attire is truly a good man. His appearance is much more handsome than the young men of Fengzhou City, though he's hard to get close to, while the other gentleman is decent too, just talks a bit much."

With her skirt held up, Shen Hua walked cautiously: "Hmm."

"If he hadn't given you the medicine pill, you would have been doomed."

Shen Hua was reasonable: "I thanked him earlier."

"After all, it's a life-saving favor. How can you only express thanks verbally?"

The always domineering Shen Hua frowned, looking at Zheng Qianyu: "But to save me, isn't that his honor?"

She was the daughter of the Shen Family's Embroidery Workshop, a position of high status. The day she got injured picking dates, it was He Chu who saved her. Brother Shen Zhi had once said.

—Our Yangyang is beautiful; in the future, there will definitely be a group of young men vying for her. In Brother's view, He Chu's rescue, his way to get closer with dodgy intentions, was also his luck.

Zheng Qianyu turned her head with difficulty to look at her: ..."What did you say?"

Zheng Qianyu: Good, you're still you.