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Chapter 74 The Lady of Fuyang's Reward
Cui Zhu glanced at Song You'an with a helpless expression, then turned and left.

Song Youan thought for a moment and said, "Miss, why don't I personally help you prepare for this gathering tomorrow?"

“Okay!” Zhu Ling nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Unbeknownst to her, Zhu Ling had already developed complete trust in Song You'an.

After having someone carefully put away the things Song You'an brought, Zhu Ling pulled Song You'an to sit down and said, "By the way, you should stay here a little longer. Mother wants to see you."

Lady of Fuyang?
Song Youan was slightly surprised and said, "Madam wants to see me? I just saw Madam at the Minister's residence a couple of days ago."

That day, the Minister's wife was watching a play on a stage set up in the mansion. The Lady of Fuyang was also there. She didn't have much interaction with her, but just casually praised her a couple of times, like the other ladies.

Zhu Ling seemed to know about this, and after seeing her nod slightly, she continued, "Back then at the Minister's residence, it was the Minister's wife's place. She sat in the main seat, so Mother naturally couldn't take over and talk to you about her own family matters alone. These are all rules and principles that everyone knows."

Song Youan nodded in understanding, then asked, puzzled, "What brings you to see me, Madam?"

Zhu Ling smiled and said, "It's because of my second brother."

"Young Master Marquis?"

“Yes.” Zhu Ling nodded: “After my second brother got that bottle of medicated oil, he used it twice every afternoon when he felt tired, and it really worked wonders. He no longer felt sleepy in the afternoon and wanted to use it to catch up on sleep.”

"As a result, his daily routine became regular. He rested on time every night and got up at dawn to read. In just a few days, his mental state visibly recovered, and his mealtimes also became regular."

“He used to study so hard that he forgot to eat and sleep. Although it was an effort he had to make for the sake of fame and fortune, his mother was always worried that his health couldn’t handle it. Now he has completely changed and is like a different person.”

"This is all thanks to you. My mother said she wanted to meet you after she found out." Zhu Ling said, a mischievous look in her eyes, and whispered, "My mother has a lot of good things, she will definitely give you some."

Such was the way things were done in ancient times, especially among wealthy and powerful families, where giving rewards and silver was a routine practice.

Song Youan has begun to adapt to local customs.

She hadn't expected that this matter would alarm the Lady of Fuyang, who would even want to meet her in person.

Since she couldn't refuse, she could only nod slightly in agreement.

Zhu Ling glanced at the time and explained, "Mother went out of the city yesterday to Lingyin Temple to offer incense and pray to Buddha. She should be back soon."

She instructed the servants in the mansion to wait at the main gate. Finally, at 3:15 PM, a servant came to invite her: "Madam has returned. Upon learning that Miss Song is in the mansion, she ordered me to invite her."

Zhu Ling excitedly stood up and took Song Youan's hand: "Let's go."

The Lady of Fuyang's courtyard was more elegant and simple, but it also revealed a low-key luxury within its elegance.

Upon entering the room, Lady Fuyang, who appeared to have traveled a long way and had not yet changed her clothes, looked slightly tired, but was still very happy to see Song You'an.

She spoke softly, her tone gentle and charming yet exuding nobility: "Miss Song, we meet again."

"This humble woman greets Madam." Song You'an was still slightly reserved, simply because the other party was an elder and of a more noble status.

Zhu Ling interjected, "Why is Mother coming home later than usual today? I asked Miss Song to stay and wait for Mother to return."

The personal maidservant said, "Miss, you don't know, but the carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain today. The coachman checked and found that a pebble had gotten stuck in the horse's hoof. The wound has scabbed over, and it must be in too much pain to move." Lady Fuyang raised her hand to indicate that the maidservant didn't need to explain, and looked at Song You'an gently, saying, "Miss Song, I'm sure Ling'er has already told you why I want to see you."

Song Youan lowered her head and replied, "Yes, I am terrified. I only wanted to try it after hearing about the young marquis's matter. I did not expect to alarm the madam."

“Young lady, there’s no need for you to be modest. I know my youngest son’s character best. He never wastes a single moment when it comes to studying. His change is all thanks to you.”

Song Youan held her breath, and to be honest, she never expected that a bottle of medicated oil could cause such a big problem.

But since it was an unexpected stroke of luck, she could only accept the compliment.

Lady Fuyang gave the nanny a wink, and the nanny nodded and got up to go to the back room to bring out a small box.

"Miss, this is a gift from the Madam."

Song Youan was taken aback. The small box was made of wood, but it was inlaid with several crystal-clear colored gemstones.

Song Youan couldn't tell what material the gemstone was made of with the naked eye, and the box itself was clearly not the main attraction, but rather what was inside.

Silver? Or something else...?

Song Youan hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it, because Zhu Ling had reminded her that it was best not to refuse a reward, since it was practically impossible to refuse anyway.

It was heavy, and clearly contained a lot of things.

"Thank you for your kind gift, Madam."

Lady Fuyang smiled and nodded, then said with a hint of fatigue, "After two days of travel, I am really tired. I won't chat with Miss Song any longer today. Since you are Ling'er's friend, you may visit the Fuyang Marquis's residence more often in the future."

"I thank you, Madam. Please rest, Madam. I will take my leave now."

Song Youan gracefully left the house, and Zhu Ling followed her out. She eagerly opened the box in Song Youan's hand and looked inside with great curiosity.

The wooden box was crammed full, with a large portion of it filled with jewelry.

They have gold, silver, and agate items, as well as pearls and gemstones; they have everything from head ornaments and hairpins to earrings and necklaces.

In addition, there were two gold ingots the size of fists inside. This was the first time Song You'an had seen gold ingots since arriving in Da Zhao, and she had never seen gold ingots of this size in TV dramas.

Somewhat flattered, Song You'an had never imagined that the Lady of Fuyang would bestow such a generous reward, especially since it was mostly jewelry. What girl doesn't love jewelry? She loved it too.

Compared to Song Youan's surprise, Zhu Ling's reaction was lukewarm.

She pursed her lips and said, "I knew it. My mother mentioned you to me casually after returning from the Minister's mansion that day. She said that when she saw you that day, you were dressed plainly and had almost no headdress or accessories. So when this box was brought out today, I guessed that it was jewelry."

As she spoke, she looked up at Song You'an and noticed that she had also simply tied her hair up in a bun, using only a jade hairpin as an embellishment.

Song Youan was somewhat amused and exasperated. The reason she kept her hair simple was because she didn't want to go to a specialized ancient-style hair salon every time she came to Dazhao. Instead, she learned a few of the simplest ways to style ancient-style hair from online videos, purely for convenience.

Asking for a monthly ticket.