FSC [QT] Chapter 113.3

Yu Yan frowned, feeling a little worried when he thought that Jin Ruyi not only survived, but also became the First Prince’s concubine.

The Marquis of Chengyi died in his hands. Those people in the Marquis of Chengyi’s Mansion probably hated him.

It was always unpleasant to keep such a person hiding in the dark, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

“And…”

The young eunuch lowered his head and followed Yu Yan in small steps. When he was about to report other news, Yu Yan suddenly stopped.

The eunuchs following him were caught off guard and almost bumped into Yu Yan.

“Deputy Eunuch?”

Privately, these eunuchs were used to respectfully call Yu Yan ‘Deputy Eunuch’, first because of his identity, and second because his ruthless methods were intimidating.

At this moment, Yu Yan suddenly stopped, and the young eunuch behind him almost bumped into him again. Feeling worried, he lowered his head lower, looked at his toes, and called out respectfully and nervously.

“You go back first. I suddenly thought of something and wanted to be alone.”

At this moment, Yu Yan’s mind was completely empty of Concubine Yu and Jin Ruyi. His eyes were fixed on the purse not far away, and his throat was choked.

No one dared to question him, and no one dared to ask him what he was thinking about.

Those young eunuchs didn’t dare to glance at him. After responding in a low voice, they hurried away.

At this time, Yu Yan was the only one left on the path. His steps were very slow. It was only two or three meters away, but it took him less than half a cup of tea.

Yu Yan squatted down and picked up the purse on the ground.

To call it a purse was really flattering this little rag bag.

It was simply a few pieces of old cloth sewn together. The stitches were not fine enough. Some places were tight and some places were loose.

Because it was made of cotton and linen, many fibers had been broken and turned into small balls of thread attached to the fabric.

This little rag bag was really ugly!

Yu Yan couldn’t help but squeeze the small cloth bag tightly, but soon, he loosened his hand and let the cloth bag lie quietly in his palm.

Because of the grab just now, there were some wrinkles on the cloth bag. Yu Yan frowned and smoothed the wrinkles with his hands.

It could be seen that the owner of this small cloth bag cherished it very much.

The cloth that should have been gray-blue in color had now turned light gray and whitish. It was obviously because of frequent washing and drying.

There were also still many traces of mending on the small cloth bag. Because it was too old, even if the owner used it carefully, frequent washing would inevitably damage the old cloth, and it had to be repaired before use.

The needlework of the later repair was much better than the craftsmanship of the person who originally sewed this cloth bag. The stitches were so fine that there were almost no traces of mending. The girl who repaired this purse must be very talented.

Yu Yan’s chest felt tight, and at the same time, he could not suppress his excitement and joy.

She still kept this rag bag. Even after she became the daughter of a marquis, she kept it with her at all times. Even when she entered the palace, she would not forget to bring it with her.

Yu Yan couldn’t help but open the rag bag. As he expected, he saw a few copper coins inside. Unexpectedly, he saw a deed inside.

The deed had turned yellow. It was obvious that it was not written recently, but it was a few years old.

Yu Yan carefully took out the yellowed paper.

When he saw the words written on it ‘In a certain year and month, Yu Yan returned a certain amount of silver to someone, and the debt was paid’, he couldn’t help but cover his eyes with his hands.

He remembered that it was a promise he made to the villagers of Xiaoxi Village when he was five years old, but unfortunately, before he could fulfill that promise, an accident happened.

The money he earned from selling his body was only enough to fill the gap of high interest. There was no extra money to pay off the money he owed to the villagers.

At that time, Yu Yan could only be thankful that the elders of Xiaoxi Village were kind and honest. When he had sold himself and there was only a three-year-old girl in his family, they would not make it too difficult for Xiao Wu. Perhaps after a long time, the debt would become a dead debt.

Yu Yan never expected that his sister would fulfill his promise on behalf of him.

Looking at the repayment time, his sister had not been recognized by the Marquis’s Mansion at that time.

How could she, a child, pay off such a huge amount?

Yu Yan dared not think about what kind of life his sister lived during the years when he was away.

But at the same time, he couldn’t help being proud and moved. Xiao Wu didn’t let him be a person who broke his promise.

In the most difficult and painful times during the years since entering the palace, Yu Yan had doubted whether his original choice was correct.

After all, such pain was too hard to endure, and it was not something that he should have to endure.

Seeing the contract now, the slightest doubt he had disappeared, and Yu Yan’s heart was filled.

 

 

 

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