The legitimate daughter returns to the capital and embarks on a splendid life, tearing apart the fak

Xiao Jingyan glanced at him: "Do a good job, don't embarrass me."

Fu Ping nodded repeatedly, then ran back to the room with the blueprints and went to study them again.

Xiao Jingyan stood in the courtyard, looking up at the moon in the sky, recalling how Yun Jin had been drawing in the study earlier that day, so earnest and focused.

A slight smile played at the corners of her lips.

……

Meanwhile, in a secluded house somewhere in the capital.

Miss Qing knelt on the ground, with a person whose face she couldn't see sitting in front of her.

"Master," she said respectfully, bowing her head, "a woman came to the Prince Yu's residence today. She is the newly adopted daughter of the Yun family, named Yun Jin. She stayed at the residence all day, saying she was helping the Prince build some kind of heated kang bed and heated walls."

The man was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "A heated brick bed and a heated wall? What are those?"

Miss Qing shook her head: "I don't know the specifics, but I heard it can keep you warm."

The man stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to her, and after a long while said, "I understand, you can go back now."

"That Yun Jin..." Miss Qing hesitated before speaking.

"This is none of your business," the man said calmly. "Just do what you're supposed to do."

"Yes." Miss Qing dared not say anything more, responded, and got up to leave.

The night was deep, and undercurrents were surging.

……

Yun Jin returned to the mansion and, without even changing her clothes, headed towards Qing Shui Yuan.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she heard voices coming from inside the house. When Bitao saw her, she quickly came forward and whispered, "Miss, Master and Eldest Miss are both here."

Yun Jin paused, nodded, took off her outer cloak and handed it to Chuan, then lifted the curtain and went inside.

Yunxiu sat to Chu Wanqing's right, a smile on her face. When she saw Yunjin enter, her gaze swept over her, and she said with a smile, "Second sister is finally back. Where have you been all day? We've been waiting for you."

Her tone was concerned, but her words clearly implied that she was breaking the rules.

Yun Jin glanced at her and said indifferently, "I went to the shop to take a look. I didn't expect managing a shop to be so difficult. I got so busy that I forgot the time."

Yunxiu was about to say something when Yunheting put down his teacup, cleared his throat, and said, "Jin'er, our Yun family's young ladies don't need to be running a shop every day. Business is a lowly profession..."

Chu Wanqing said coldly, "What's with all this talk about upper and lower classes? I just want Jin'er to learn from it. Alright, let's prepare dinner."

She glanced at Yun Heting. "I didn't cook much tonight. Is the master eating here too? I heard Zhilan prepared a meal for you."

Yun Heting choked for a moment, then said awkwardly, "It's alright, I've already told the kitchen to make more. Besides, I have something to discuss with Madam tonight."

Upon seeing this, Yun Jin stood up and bowed, saying, "Father, Mother, I'm going to check on Lang Ge'er and have a meal with him."

Chu Wanqing nodded: "Alright, go ahead."

Yun Jin bowed and turned to leave.

After leaving Qingshuiyuan, I turned and headed towards Kangningxuan.

Yun Lang was sitting at the table studying. There was only a small brazier in the room, with the charcoal fire burning dimly, and a chill was coming from all directions.

He rubbed his hands together and continued writing, his face pale from the cold.

Yun Jin pushed open the door and entered, her brows furrowing as she saw the weak charcoal fire in the basin.

"Sister!" Yunlang looked up, his eyes lighting up. "Why are you here? Didn't Mother say you were having dinner at Qingshui Garden?"

Yun Jin sat down opposite him, reached out and touched his hand; it was ice cold.

She said with concern, "I'll come and eat with you. Are you cold?"

Yun Lang shook his head, then nodded, and shrank his neck: "It's a little cold."

Yun Jin asked Chunxi to get two more charcoal braziers from the kitchen, and poured Yun Lang a cup of hot tea. After watching him drink it, she said, "Lang'er, how about I make you a heated kang bed? From now on, your bed will be warm and cozy all night long."

Yun Lang's eyes lit up: "Really? There are such good things?"

Yun Jin laughed and said, "Really, it can keep you warm from head to toe when you lie down, so you won't have to be afraid of the cold in winter anymore."

Yunlang clapped his hands excitedly: "Great! I want it! When will you make it, sister?"

Yun Jin thought for a moment and said, "I'll talk to my mother tomorrow and ask her to make it for you as soon as possible."

Yun Lang nodded repeatedly, holding Yun Jin's hand tightly: "Sister is the best."

Chunxi brought the food back, and the siblings ate and talked.

Yunlang chattered on about what books he had read and what words he had written that day.

After the meal, Yun Jin took Yun Lang's pulse, then personally prepared the medicine and watched him drink it before getting up and returning to Jinshu Pavilion.

At Qingshui Garden, as soon as Yun Jin left, Yun Xiu felt like she had become the star of the table. She diligently served food to Chu Wanqing and soup to Yun Heting, talking non-stop.

Chu Wanqing responded indifferently, while Yun Heting was in a good mood and praised her a few times, which was quite rare for him.

After the meal, Yunxiu wanted to stay a little longer, but Yunheting waved his hand and said, "Alright, you can go back now. I need to say a few words to your mother."

Yunxiu reluctantly got up, bowed, and left with her maid.

The room fell silent. Yun Heting picked up his teacup, took a sip, glanced at Chu Wanqing, and carefully began, "Madam, this morning at court His Majesty asked all officials to donate money. I donated four thousand taels..."

Chu Wanqing put down her teacup and looked up at him: "Why is Master telling me this?"

Seeing that she was pretending to be confused, Yun Heting simply said, "Madam, I don't have that much cash on hand."

Chu Wanqing's gaze slowly turned cold as she watched him, but she didn't reply. Instead, she said to Qinghe, "Bring the account book."

Qinghe responded and brought over the account book. Chu Wanqing flipped to the last page, handed it to Yunheting, and said in a calm tone, "There are only a little over a thousand taels in the household accounts. If you want it, Master, take it all."

Yun Heting grew anxious: "Madam, it's far from enough. Don't you have it there...?"

Chu Wanqing interrupted him, her voice low but clear: "My dowry was stolen, doesn't the master know?"

Yun Heting choked, his face turning somewhat pale.

Chu Wanqing continued, "Besides, wouldn't it be shameful if word got out that I used my dowry to cover up my husband's debts?"

Yun Heting's face alternated between pale and flushed as he gritted his teeth: "If you don't tell, and I don't tell, how will anyone else know?"

Chu Wanqing sneered, picked up her teacup, and took a slow sip: "Doesn't the master know how much his monthly salary is? If it's not that much, why donate four thousand taels?"

Yun Heting was speechless, sitting there with a gloomy face.

Chu Wanqing didn't even look at him, only saying indifferently, "If you're short of money, sir, you can find a way yourself. I don't have any here."

Yun Heting opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just snorted coldly, got up and left.

Chu Wanqing watched his figure disappear through the doorway, slowly put down her teacup, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes.

Qinghe said softly, "Madam, Master has left."

Chu Wanqing snorted coldly. Yun Heting wanted to get money from her to save face? Dream on.