Shang Mingjie was stunned and stared blankly at Lin Yuhong.

  Lin Yuheng looked at him coldly and sneered: "What, don't you think that our Lin family is also innocent, but extremely despicable?"

  "Cousin!" Shang Mingjie interrupted her, his eyes reddening as he looked at her and said, "You know I wouldn't think that way."

  "He pursed his lips and said: 'The Zhao family is not my family, my surname is Shang!'"

  Lin Yuhong looked at him without speaking.

  Shang Mingjie's voice dropped: "Doesn't my cousin know, the Zhao family is a relative of mine, but your family is also a relative of mine. In terms of closeness, we..."

  Lin Yuhong sneered, "As for closeness of kinship, we are all aunt and uncle, how can you compare?"

  Shang Mingjie said: "Anyway, in my heart, my cousin is a bit closer, and it's the same with grandma."

  Nonsense, in Old Lady Shang's heart, Lin Yubin is naturally closer to her, she is her own granddaughter, what kind of blood relationship does the Zhao family have with her?

  Lin Yuhbin glared at him, and Shang Mingjie anxiously said: "She's really my cousin, she's a relative on my father's side, who else would I be biased towards if not her?"

  "What if Second Uncle is also on Zhao's side?"

  "This is impossible," Shang Mingjie said firmly. "Father has always been fair, if he knew what your uncles did, he would definitely side with you."

  Lin Yuhong sneered at him.

  Shang Mingjie's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if he had thought of something, and his face also looked somewhat unpleasant.

  The two people didn't speak and the atmosphere became stifling.

  Lin Yuhong saw him looking at her pitifully, so he turned his head and said: "You go, in a while Shang's family will send an old doctor back to the city, you can take their car. I didn't tell the steward of the Shang family that you are here, when you go back don't mention it, otherwise if you get beaten up, don't blame me."

  Shang Mingjie let out a sigh of relief. If his grandmother and mother knew that he had sneaked out of the city last night and even came to the Lin family's villa, they would definitely cry themselves to death.

  He wiped his forehead with a nonexistent cold sweat and said, "Don't worry."

  Lin Yuhbin sneered, "What's there for me to worry about? If you're really stupid and get caught, it'll be your own skin that gets peeled."

  Having said that, he turned around and left.

  Shang Mingjie got on a horse-drawn carriage with Lao Daifu in the courtyard and ran into people from the Lu family who came to deliver medicinal herbs as soon as they left the door.

  He sat in the carriage and heard Lujia's steward say, "This is what our master ordered us to deliver. We didn't help much with last night's matter either, and we can only make up for it a little after the fact. Please don't mind, sir. Our Fifth Master also said that if your esteemed manor still lacks any medicinal herbs, just list them on a note and give it to us, and our family will try to find some for you, perhaps we can gather enough."

  Lin Shun gratefully accepted the medicine and invited the person into the house for a cup of tea.

  "The steward shook his head and said: 'Your esteemed household is busy, we won't disturb you any further...'"

  Shang Mingjie put down the curtain he had secretly lifted and sat there lost in thought, while the old doctor opposite him was dozing off with his hands wrapped around a hand warmer.

  He's old, stayed up all night and ended up getting sick himself, so he had to head home first. At this time, he saw the young master who was in the same car with him looking worried, and couldn't help but say: "What's there to worry about at such a young age?"

  Shang Mingjie's face turned even more bitter, and he couldn't help but ask: "Old man, if your uncle's family and aunt's family don't get along, what would you do?"

  The old man laughed and said: "Their two families are not in harmony, what's your hurry, it's not like they're not in harmony with your family."

  Shang Mingjie's face was bitter and he didn't say a word.

  The old doctor's heart moved, thinking of the little girl in Lin's house who looked like a fairy, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "It's good to be young, especially when you're in a wealthy and noble family. So, young man, be content with what you have. Only when you're content will your heart be happy and your mind broad."

  "Look at how many people outside are rushing about for a bowl of rice, and how many lives are lost in the morning and evening." The old doctor pointed to the land outside the curtain: "You lower your head and look down, you can only see this little patch of land under your feet. A small piece of cow dung can make you unhappy for half a day. But if you raise your head and look far away, what you see is the vast sky and earth. A small bird flying overhead can bring you joy for a moment, isn't that more pleasant?"

  Shang Mingjie Zhang opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

  The old man shook his head, holding the hand warmer and leaning against the car wall with his eyes closed. After all, he was a young man, and at this time, he couldn't see anything else except for his own world.

  Shang Mingjie's mouth slowly closed, and he lowered his head as if in thought.

  At this time, the Shang family was in a state of chaos. Madame Shang had turned the entire Shang mansion upside down but still couldn't find Shang Mingjie anywhere. Even Shang Mingjie's servants, Xianyan and Shimu, were nowhere to be found. When she thought about what Shang Mingjie had said last night, Madame Shang felt a wave of dizziness wash over her eyes.

  "Go and search quickly, go out of the city to search, and also send someone to check Lin's family's other courtyard... he will definitely go there..."

  If he hadn't gone, then something must have happened on the way.

  Thinking of the chaos last night, Mrs. Shang Er's heart was tight and she couldn't help but burst into tears, "This scourge, how can he be so reckless?"

  The old lady was so angry that she raised her cane and hit Zhao, scolding: "This is all your doing! If you hadn't kept it from me last night, things wouldn't have turned out like this. I'm telling you, Zhao, if anything really happens to my second son, you'd better not stay in the Shang family either - just go back where you came from!"

  Mrs. Shang's face changed color, and she didn't dare move, allowing Old Mrs. Shang's cane to hit her body.

  Shang Dan's bamboo heart tightened, and he hastily stepped forward to support the elderly Mrs. Shang, saying in a low voice: "Grandmother, don't exhaust yourself, I'll help you sit down over there."

  Shang Danlan sneered inwardly and stepped forward to comfort Old Lady Shang, "Grandmother, have a cup of tea and take a rest first. Second Aunt has already sent someone out to look for him. Since Second Brother is not at Lin's house, he must still be in the city. Although Suzhou is a small city, it's not that small after all. It will definitely take some effort to find one person."

  Shang Danju nodded repeatedly, "Since Xizhen and Shimu are also nowhere to be seen, they probably went out with Second Brother. With them around, Second Brother will be fine."

  But now, Mo Xi and Shi Mo are both injured, crawling out of the garbage heap, limping towards the Shang's residence.

  "I also don't know how the second master is doing, whether he's safe or not." Xizhen regretfully said: "Last night we shouldn't have agreed to the second master's request. If something happens to him, none of us will be able to live."

  "That's really courting death," Shì Mò looked around cautiously and said in a low voice: "You know Second Master's temperament, if we don't agree, he'll find a way to sneak out. With our protection, he can barely make it out without incident; without our protection, something even worse will happen."

  "And," he said in a low voice, "helping Second Master, after the matter is settled, Second Master will at least protect us. If we don't help, if Second Mistress starts calculating accounts, won't we all be skinned and have our tendons pulled out?"

  A woman like Second Mistress would never let them off lightly just because they didn't help Second Master.

  The two of them supported each other and secretly slipped back to the corner door outside the Shang's house, hiding in a corner without moving.

  This was what they had agreed with Er Ye, to gather here at that time and then return after unifying their words.

  The two of them waited for half a day, and then they saw a tattered blue cloth carriage coming over, which stopped beside them. Shang Mingjie climbed out of the carriage.

  The two young servants' eyes lit up and they rushed forward saying: "Young Master!"

  Shang Mingjie saw them and was also delighted, "Are you guys okay? Were you chased by those bailiffs? How did you get hurt like this?"

  As soon as they came out, they met the official's envoy, who was the person they had helped to distract, and he was able to sneak all the way to the West City Gate without any trouble.

  Xian Yu shook his head, "This is not the doing of the yamen runners. Later on, we encountered a few beggars who saw that we were well-dressed and that's why they got hurt. But it doesn't matter, as long as Second Master is fine."

  "By the way, Second Master, how is the Lin family doing?"

  "Aunt Lin and Cousin Lin are fine," Shang Mingjie said with a somewhat downcast mood, glancing at the corner door not far away: "I don't want to go back for now."

  The two young servants were shocked and pale, "Second Master, if you don't go back now, the old lady and Second Mistress will be worried to death."

  The coachman, who had been standing to one side, looked around and couldn't help but let out a loud cough, shouting: "Young master, I've already sent you on your way, so I'll be off first!"

  Shang Mingjie waved his hand for him to leave, then walked into the alley himself and casually found a place to sit down.

  Xianyuan and Shimu tidied up their clothes and sat down silently on either side of him, "Second Master, aren't you cold?"

  Shang Mingjie nodded, "But there are people in this world who are colder than me. They can endure the cold, why can't I?"

  "How can the young master be the same as them?"

  "We're all human, why are we so different?" Shang Mingjie always felt that everyone looked down on him, as if he couldn't do anything right.

  The inkstone and the inkstick exchanged a glance, thinking that the second master seemed unhappy. After some thought, they carefully asked: "Second Master, you risked your life to save Miss Biao, was Miss Biao very happy when she saw you?"

  Shang Mingjie's face fell even more, "If only I went, she wouldn't have had time to be heartbroken yet, how could she be happy?"

  "How can I be heartbroken..." Xǐ Yán hastily said: "You fell off the wall in order to go out, didn't you..."

  "So she was even more heartbroken." Shang's house was her maternal grandparents' home; he still had to jump over the wall in order to rescue her, how could she not be heartbroken?

  But the inkstone and the inkstick holder didn't understand, instead they laughed and said: "So Miss Biao is heartbroken because she's heartbroken for you?"

  Shang Mingjie pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

  The two of them didn't quite understand what he was thinking and couldn't help but scratch their heads.

  Xianyuan and Shimu had been serving him since childhood, and it could be said that they were the most familiar with Shang Mingjie in the entire mansion. However, at this moment, the two of them couldn't quite understand what their master was thinking.

  Shang Mingjie thought for a long time, still couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Xizhen, Shimu, do you think the Lin family refugees' affair might be Second Uncle stirring up trouble behind the scenes?"

  The two of them were startled, their faces turned pale as they looked around nervously and clung tightly to Shang Mingjie: "What nonsense is Second Master talking about? How could Second Uncle possibly do such a thing?"

  Shang Mingjie stared straight into their eyes, and Xizhen and Shimu couldn't help but lower their heads to avoid his gaze.

  Shang Mingjie understood their answer and they also thought that Second Uncle was capable of doing such a thing.

  He puckered his lips and looked in the direction of Shang Fu, his eyes gradually becoming deeper.

  The inkstone looked scary, and he poked him and said, "Second Master, let's go back. If we delay any longer, the old lady will really get anxious."

  Shang Mingjie slowly withdrew his gaze, stood up and patted his clothes, saying: "Let's go."

  Xianyan and Shimu took a deep breath together, exchanged a glance, and hastily followed, taking the opportunity to synchronize their words with Gongzi.