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Wang understood, and leaned softly against her, covering her face and weeping.

"Yuzhu, look what they've done to your mother..."

"Mother, if they want to take it, let them take it. What can we do?"

Yin Yuzhu's sinister gaze swept over Yin Liuli, and she mouthed a silent, cold laugh, "You just wait!"

Yin Liuli smiled calmly, turned around and helped Zhen Shi.

"I'm tired after listening to the dog barking all that. Let me help you back to your room to rest."

Yin Yuzhu's face darkened.

You wretch! I won't waste my breath arguing with you. I'll just wait and see what happens to you!

Yin Yuzhu didn't show her face during that lively scene just now. I'm afraid she went somewhere in secret to do something.

She used her mind to command, "Waaah, go investigate."

A voice suddenly appeared beside her ear, and someone raised their hand in a fist salute, saying, "Your humble servant obeys!"

He vanished in a flash.

Zhen's eyes reddened as she stared blankly at the exquisite furniture in the room.

After all these years, she never dared to imagine that she would ever be able to get her dowry back.

This rosewood Descendant Bed alone, also known as the Thousand-Craftsmanship Canopy Bed, took three years and a thousand dollars to make.

It resembles a private little house, with a rolled roof and steps, and carved beams and painted rafters, exuding an air of nobility.

Before getting into bed, you have to take a step to reach the bedside, where there are dressing tables and cabinets on both sides for easy access.

Although it only has two courtyards, it is still a rare find among the dowries of wealthy families.

"Liuli, do...do you still remember?"

Madam Zhen couldn't help but raise her hand to gently stroke it, her eyes already brimming with tears. "When you were little, you slept with your mother every day on this very bed."

Yin Liuli shook her head and said softly, "Liuli will sleep with Mother every day from now on."

Unconsciously, tears streamed down Zhen's face.

She longed for her daughter to be by her side every day, but she was getting married in just a few days.

Yin Liuli leaned gently against her mother's body, her childhood memories already blurred in her mind.

She only vaguely remembered that the man she called "father" had forcibly pulled her away from her mother's arms, no matter how much she cried and fussed.

She was then shoved into a cold carriage and bumped around for an unknown amount of time. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a dilapidated Taoist temple in the mountains, surrounded by gentle but unfamiliar faces.

She was only 3 years old at the time, and she cried for her mother every day.

The master had no choice but to throw away the Tai Chi whisk, take some snacks from the offering table, and hold her on his lap to coax her.

The junior brothers were all children that Master picked up during his travels.

A group of teenagers adored this little girl, who looked like a delicate fairy, and took her running around the mountains and fields to play, weaving straw hats, picking wildflowers, and chasing rabbits...

When he was tired, he would carry her on his back; when she was thirsty, he would pick sweet and sour wild fruits for her to eat; at night, he would insist on reading the letters his mother sent and keeping her company as she fell asleep.

Before she was seven years old, she had slept with all five of her senior brothers.

"This old servant will first select a few capable servants from the servants' quarters to do some rough work in the courtyard, while the servants who will attend to me will arrive tomorrow."

Granny Jin came in and said, "Please take a look, Madam and Eldest Miss."

Yin Liuli took Zhen's hand and said with a smile, "Mother, let's go take a look."

Stepping out of the house, the yard had already been swept clean.

Not a single fallen leaf could be seen on the bluestone-paved ground.

A group of servants, dressed in clean and tidy uniforms, stood respectfully in front of the house, eyes lowered and voices silent, waiting for the person to come out of the house before bowing in unison.

"We, your servants, greet Madam and Miss."

A look of disbelief flashed across Madam Zhen's face, and she remained stunned for a long time.

For the past ten years or so, her cold, desolate backyard has only had two rough maids who are not only lazy in their work, but also constantly complain in loud voices.

She often had to give them large sums of money to buy alcohol and food so that their lives could be a little more peaceful.

This is now what a noble lady's courtyard should look like.

Yin Liuli called to her with a smile, "Mother, I'm waiting for you to speak."

Madam Zhen took a soft breath, a gentle yet dignified smile appearing on her beautiful face.

"Get up, all of you. From now on, you must all abide by your duties in this courtyard, act according to my rules, and follow Granny Jin's arrangements. Those who perform meritorious service will be rewarded, and those who make mistakes will be punished."

I prefer quiet, and anyone who makes unnecessary noise, gossips, or tries to cheat or shirk their duties is promptly kicked out with a stick.

As the mistress of this courtyard, she had to set rules for the servants and establish the authority of the mistress.

"Your servants will remember this."

The servants responded in unison and went about their work.

Granny Jin secretly wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes and sighed softly.

"After all these years, this old servant never imagined I would see Madam alive again..."

Seeing her mother regain her confidence, Yin Liuli felt a sense of relief.

Even if she can't stay by her mother's side in the future, her mother will never let anyone bully her again.

……

After dinner, Granny Jin ordered hot water to be prepared, and Yin Liuli took a comfortable bath.

"Wow!"

With a whoosh, it appeared in front of Yin Liuli's ear, baring its teeth and claws, and shouted, "Master, your humble servant has returned!"

Yin Liuli frowned slightly and asked in her mind, "Why did it take you so long? What did you find out?"

"Wow! Like this! Like that!"

Waaaaa, she pounced on Yin Liuli's ear and rattled off a string of words, her face full of indignation, "Tell me, isn't that vicious? Humph!"

Yin Liuli scratched her ear and chuckled softly, "I thought it was something special, is that all?"

"Waaah!" she yelled angrily, brandishing her long sword.

"Waaah... It's best to strike first, Master! Let me go and kill them!"

His appearance was already rugged and arrogant, and this shout made his face look even more ferocious.

In other words, if Yin Liuli were an ordinary young lady, she would faint from fright upon seeing him like this.

Yin Liuli rolled her eyes at him.

"Stop courting death! In your past life, you fought on the battlefield and took countless lives. If you dare to stain your hands with blood again, even my master probably won't be able to send you to the afterlife!"

"Wah-yah!" she protested, her cheeks puffed out. "So we're just going to stand by and watch them harm us?"

"It's just a trivial skill; I have my own methods."

A chilling glint flashed in Yin Liuli's eyes. She raised her slender fingers and tucked the earlobe behind her ear before getting up, putting on her clothes, and returning to her room.

"Liuli, come here quickly, let your mother do your makeup."

Mrs. Zhen had been eagerly waiting for her.

As she sat down at the dressing table, the wooden comb in her hand trembled slightly as it passed through her thick, dark hair.

She had longed for this moment for countless years, and it felt unreal, like a dream.

Granny Jin came in carrying a long pillow, and seeing this scene, she smiled and said...

"The lady has been thinking of her eldest daughter every day, and now her wish has finally come true."

Yin Liuli noticed that she was holding a very old long pillow, which seemed to be covered by something, and casually asked, "What is that, Granny?"

"Oh, this is the pillow that Madam uses at night. I saw it was a little dusty, so I took it out and dusted it off."

Granny Jin sighed and said, "For the past ten years or so, the madam has held her in her arms every night..."

A faint wisp of black energy emanated from the long pillow, and Yin Liuli's expression darkened.

"Let me see it!"