Ci Jinzhi

   "The day after tomorrow?" After Duan Yunling finished speaking, Xin You pondered.

  Duan Yunling's eyes burst into light: "Cousin Qing, do you have a solution?"

  In the past, she didn't even have the courage to ask for help. She knows that she is humble and insignificant, she doesn't think she has the ability to help others, and she doesn't expect others to help her.

   It was Cousin Qing who changed her.

  Xin You lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on her fingertips.

   These days, due to rushing to draft, my fingers have worn thin calluses, but fortunately, hard work has paid off.

  Xin You's silence caused Duan Yunling's eyes to darken, and he bit his lips and said, "Cousin Qing, I'm just asking, if I can't figure out a solution, let it be—"

  Xin You raised his eyes and looked at the pale girl: "Cousin Ling, if you reject this marriage and exchange it for your comfortable life, would you be willing?"

   "I don't care!" Duan Yunling blurted out.

  Xin You smiled: "This is not just talking casually, but it is actually related to your future life. You should think carefully before answering."

  Duan Yunling thought for a while, and asked: "Cousin Qing said that she lost her current comfortable life. Is it because food, clothing, housing and transportation are a problem?"

   "That's not the case. It's just that the clothes and jewelry in the four seasons are no longer expensive and diverse, and the dowry is not so rich when you leave the cabinet..." Xin You looked into Duan Yunling's eyes, "In this way, does cousin Ling have no complaints?"

  Duan Yunling breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Xin You's words: "I thought it would be a problem even for food and clothing. Cousin Qing, you are talking about the life of an ordinary official girl."

  The family backgrounds of her friends are not too different. Her father and brother are neither high nor low in official positions. It is good that the family is rich. It is true to cut clothes and make jewelry all year round. Most of them are small and beautiful, and there are not many clothes and jewelry that can really support the appearance.

  Thinking of this, Duan Yunling was stunned, and for the first time seriously thought about a question: Since she was from a similar background as her friend, why is her life so much better?

   Where did the money... come from?

  Meeting those eyes that were as clear as water, Duan Yunling suddenly shuddered, and the coldness quickly swept through his whole body.

  Could it be—those rumors are true?

  Duan Yunling opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, unable to utter a word.

   "Cousin Ling can think so, then I'll help you." Xin You didn't expect her words to stir up waves in Duan Yunling's heart, so she reached out and patted Duan Yunling to express her comfort.

  She is not only preparing for Mr. Song Ling's upcoming new book these days, but also getting back Kou Qingqing's family wealth. When playing games with the Shaoqing Mansion, it shouldn't be difficult to solve Duan Yunling's troubles by the way.

  Duan Yunling's eyes lit up: "Cousin Qing, what should I do?"

   "As long as the spiritual cousin doesn't change her mind, it's fine, and leave the rest to me."

   "Don't I have to do anything?" Duan Yunling was a little apprehensive, more ashamed.

   "I don't need it for now, I'll tell you if I need it." Xin You couldn't talk too much, "In short, I will do my best, and cousin Ling will wait at ease. If it doesn't work—"

  Duan Yunling interrupted Xin You: "Then I admit it, Cousin Qing, don't do risky things because of me."

  She tried to resist, but if it didn't work, it wasn't her fault, let alone those who helped her.

  Duan Yunling left Wanqingju with much easier steps.

  In the early winter of Wanqingju, the flowers and trees were falling, showing a bit of bleakness. Fortunately, the warm sunlight poured into the room through the window lattice, dispelling the darkness and coldness in the room.

   "Girl, don't you take a lunch break?" Xiao Lian, who already knew Xin You's schedule well, asked softly.

   The third girl came over and said she didn't know what she said, but she obviously didn't come to chat with the girl. Thinking of Xinyou's hard work writing books these days, Xiao Lian couldn't help but feel distressed.

   "Xiao Lian, go back to the bookstore and bring me the manuscript in the second shelf of the bookcase on the west wall of the study." Xin You explained carefully.

  Xiao Lian complied, and quickly walked out of Wanqingju.

   "Sister Xiaolian, go out." The doorman guarding the corner gate saw Xiaolian with a very warm attitude.

  Xiao Lian agreed with a smile, and left Shaoqing Mansion very conveniently.

  Everything in the east courtyard of the bookstore was orderly. Mother Fang was startled when she saw Xiaolian come back: "Didn't you accompany the girl back to Shaoqing's mansion? Why did you come back suddenly?"

   "The girl didn't bring something with her, so she sent me back to get it."

   Nanny Fang was relieved: "That's good, I thought something happened."

  Xiao Lian thought to herself, I'm afraid something is going to happen, but there is no need to say this kind of speculation to worry Fang Nanny. She quickly found the box containing the manuscript, packed the box and manuscript together and rushed back to Shaoqing Mansion.

   "Girl, the manuscript has been retrieved."

  Xin You took the box and opened it in front of Xiaolian.

  There is a book lying quietly in the box. It is different from the stories sold in bookstores. The cover of this book is blank, and the binding is relatively random. At first glance, it looks like a privately organized manuscript.

  Xiaolian got the manuscript and didn't open it. She stared at the manuscript and asked curiously, "Miss, is this a new book that our bookstore will release?"

  As a person who gets along with Xin You day and night, Xiao Lian knew early on that although Mr. Song Ling told these beautiful stories, it was Xin You who wrote them on behalf of her.

   "It's not." Xin You lightly placed one hand on the book, the corners of her lips slightly raised, "This is written to get Miss Kou's family property back."

  Xiao Lian's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the manuscript: "Can we use this to get back our girl's family wealth?

  The little girl's first reaction was disbelief, but looking at the calm girl in front of her, those doubts turned into expectations.

  From the time she followed the girl, she watched the girl resolve the crisis step by step. Today, the girl is the kind of person who can make the impossible possible.

   "Girl, can I touch it?" Xiao Lian's eyes were firmly glued to the manuscript.

  Xin You smiled and moved her hand away.

  Xiao Lian took a deep breath, and stretched out her hand tentatively.

  Xin You couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't worry, the manuscript won't bite anyone."

  The little servant girl finally touched the book with her hand, and she showed a big smile: "What are you talking about, girl, the servant girl is not worried about the manuscript biting people."

   She first got a taste of immortality before speaking.

   "Okay, follow me to see Duan Shaoqing." Xin You put away the manuscript and stood up.

  Xiao Lian froze for a moment: "Girl, aren't you looking for the old lady?"

   Aren’t those belongings in the hands of the old lady?

  Xin You's tone was firm, making Xiao Lian understand that she heard correctly: "No, go find Duan Shaoqing."

  It is true that the old lady controls the money of the whole family, and the real pillar supporting Shaoqing's house is undoubtedly Duan Shaoqing.

   Taking back most of Kou Qingqing's family wealth, which would hurt the Shaoqing Mansion, naturally should find the real head of the Duan family.

   At this time, Duan Shaoqing had just woken up from his lunch break and was sipping hot tea to refresh himself, when he heard someone say that Biao girl was here.

  Duan Shaoqing was quite surprised, and ordered his servants to invite him in.