Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Chapter 2228 You are not Su Qingqing

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a stone dropped into the water, instantly causing thousands of waves. Everyone was shocked, and then they were even more confused.

Su Qingqing is famous for her eccentric personality. Why would Yun Muyan insist on marrying her?

Besides, she is so old. She would look too old if she was given to someone as a concubine or a second wife. How could Mr. Yun, such a handsome man, be infatuated with her?

Although the two of them were engaged, Master Yun had no choice but to choose her. Why does it seem like Master Yun is the one who is taking advantage of her now?

Everyone looked at each other with different expressions. More and more people gathered around and blocked the door of the mansion. Seeing this, the eldest lady on the side hurriedly stepped forward.

"Okay, okay, it's great that Master Yun has this intention. This way, our family can rest assured in marrying Qingqing to you. It's more important than anything else for you young people to have a good relationship."

"Master Yun, the two children are happy, so don't be so stern. As parents, we should arrange their marriage as soon as possible and let them live a good life."

Seeing that his son was not doing his best and was now staring at the woman with a stubborn look on his face, Yun's father became even more furious. However, since there were guests outside, he had to suppress his dissatisfaction to save face.

His expression relaxed slightly. He glanced at his son, who remained firm in his attitude, then looked at Madam Su's mellow expression and sighed heavily.

"Well, children have their own blessings."

Seeing this, Father Su also relaxed: "In that case, the matter of the wedding date... let's discuss it in detail another day."

The eldest lady quickly agreed, then turned around and ordered the maid: "Help the young lady go back to her room to rest, she is tired today."

The maid responded and stepped forward, quickly helping Wan Shufang down. She returned to her room, thinking of what had happened before, and stared at the bronze mirror.

The face in the mirror was strange yet familiar. She looked at the maid who was busy packing things beside her and suddenly asked, "Your name is Ruoxue, right?"

The maid paused, then looked up in confusion: "What's wrong, Miss?"

Wan Shufang smiled and said, "Ruoxue, how long have you been following me?"

"Miss, it's been five years."

"You've been following me for all these years. Do you feel that I'm different these days?"

The maid was stunned for a moment, and after thinking carefully for a moment, she replied softly, "Now that the lady has said that, it seems a little different."

She paused, then continued, "You always liked to be alone before. If anyone disturbed you, you would drag them out and tease them, or even throw them into the pool, embarrassing them."

When the maid mentioned the past, she still felt a little scared and looked at her cautiously.

"But things have changed recently." Seeing that she wasn't angry, the maid mustered up her courage and looked at her with sincerity in her eyes. "You've become much calmer towards others. Last time, the maid from the kitchen broke your jade hairpin, and you didn't punish her. You just told her to be more careful next time. Everyone in the mansion says that the young lady is much more approachable now."

Wan Shufang's heart sank as she listened to the maid's words. She had no impression of the eccentric and mischievous Su Qingqing the maid had mentioned.

She only knew that she was always calm in doing things, and never thought that servants were inferior. Treating them well was a matter of course.

Coupled with his sudden medical skills today, she became even more suspicious.

She became more and more certain that she and the unpleasant Su Qingqing were definitely not the same person.

That night, the candles in the courtyard gradually went out. Wan Shufang dismissed the maid guarding outside the door and, using the moonlight, quietly climbed out through the back window.

She wrapped her cloak tightly around herself, avoided the night patrol servants, and rushed to the largest pharmacy in the city.

There was still an oil lamp on in the pharmacy. The old doctor in the clinic was packing his medicine box. When he saw someone coming in late at night, he couldn't help but look up.

Wan Shufang covered her face and said softly, "Doctor, I've been having trouble remembering the past lately. I'd like some medicine to help me remember."

The old doctor twirled his beard, carefully inquired about her symptoms, took her pulse, and said thoughtfully, "The girl's pulse is stable, so she doesn't seem to be seriously ill. Perhaps she's just been worrying too much and her mind is disturbed."

"I'll prescribe you a tranquilizing decoction, along with some herbs to dispel blood stasis. Boil it for a few days and see how it goes."

Wan Shufang nodded, watched the doctor write down the prescription, and personally watched the waiter pack the medicine. She paid the money and left in a hurry.

She didn't dare stay any longer. Carrying the heavy medicine bag, she quietly returned to the house along the same route. She hid the medicine in the secret compartment of the dressing table before she breathed a sigh of relief.

She couldn't remember who she was, but a voice in her heart told her that she was definitely not Su Qingqing.

But it’s not Su Qingqing. Why would the Su family recognize the wrong person? Could it be that she looks like Su Qingqing?

Wan Shufang's breathing became more and more rapid. A series of questions gave her a headache. She quickly took out a small charcoal stove and boiled the medicine.

Not knowing if she could remember anything after drinking the medicine, she rubbed her eyebrows and reflexively felt that her meridians were a little blocked.

The stove gurgled, and the aroma of medicine quickly spread, filling the room with a hint of bitterness.

Wan Shufang filled a small bowl and drank it slowly. After drinking the medicine, she felt a little dizzy and fell asleep leaning against the table unknowingly.

Consciousness fell into a hazy mist.

In a trance, she seemed to be in a room with a low-hanging warm curtain, and a faint scent of ambergris floated in the air.

There was a warm breath approaching from behind, and a pair of bony hands gently wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a solid embrace with irresistible strength.

"Madam, I miss you so much, please don't leave." The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of teasing and a hint of tenderness: "Didn't Madam say that you like my massage technique the most?"

Wan Shufang's whole body stiffened, but she couldn't break free from the restraints. The tip of her nose was filled with the cool, crisp fragrance of his body, mixed with his hot breath, which made her feel inexplicably panicked and indescribably familiar.

She wanted to turn around to see him clearly, but there was always a veil in front of her eyes. She could only feel his lips brushing against her ear when he lowered his head, bringing a trembling itch.

His fingertips gently stroked her temples, his movements were gentle, yet filled with an overbearing possessiveness.

Wan Shufang wanted to ask who he was, but no sound came out of her throat.

I could only let the warm touch spread from my ears to my neck, causing a layer of fine goose bumps.

During the struggle, she seemed to hear her own low breathing, and it seemed as if he was whispering something in her ear. Those vague sounds were like feathers, gently scratching her heart.

She struggled to see clearly, but the harder she tried, the blurrier the figure in front of her became.

"who are you!"

Startled, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw the sky outside the window was turning pale. The morning breeze blew open the window, dispelling her sleepiness. Wan Shufang frowned.

He touched the side of his neck.

The temperature of the man's hot, rough hands was unmistakable.