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The autumn wind was cold. Ye Jinsu sat in the pavilion in the courtyard, pouring a pot of hot tea and watching the desolate autumn scene outside. A thin layer of frost covered her eyebrows.

The servants outside the courtyard bustled about, creating a noisy scene. After tonight, tomorrow would be Ye Jinsu's birthday. They were all in a hurry to make their final preparations, so time was of the essence.

Ye Jinsu didn't seem to hear it, but her heart was no longer filled with happiness.

She was a little tired.

Xiao Hong ran over from outside. With a troubled expression, it looked at Ye Jinsu and reported, "Miss, Meng Lan is back?"

Ye Jinxiu frowned, "You sent the items over?"

If Ning Yunyin had seen what was inside, she should have understood what she meant. Why did she let Meng Lan come back?

Xiao Hong shook her head. "No, Meng Lan brought something back?"

Ye Jinsu frowned even harder, and the chill on her face intensified. "I'm not here!"

She had received the order and came to deliver it back to him. Ye Jinsu was furious, "Tell her to bring it back!"

Xiao Hong's expression became increasingly awkward. In the end, she sighed and said, "Meng Lan had knelt at King Ning's mansion for a whole day, but King Ning refused to let her in."

"I'm afraid His Highness Ning Wang won't accept that thing."

Ye Jinsu was surprised.

He laughed in anger.

Ye Jinsu stretched out her hand fiercely and knocked over the teacup on the stone table with a 'bang' sound. Xiao Hong was so scared that it kneeled down, not daring to say a word.

Ye JinSu supported her forehead with one hand as her fingers trembled in anger.

Ning Yunyin could really do it.

His servant girl was really left outside. He was sure that he wasn't ruthless enough. Would he really kick Meng Lan out?

"Miss …" Xiao Hong looked up with trembling eyes and softly said, "Should I let Meng Lan go back?"

Ye Jinxiu took a deep breath, clenched her fists and gritted her teeth as she spoke, "Let her go back! What does his people, Ning Yunyin, have to do with me! "

After speaking, Ye Jinsu flicked her sleeves and left.

Lil 'Red knelt on the spot and looked at Ye Jinsu's thin back before lowering its head and sighing.

It was night. The night was as cold as water.

Ye Jinsu was sitting alone in the room. Her figure blended into the dim light in the room, and her expression was somewhat lonely. Ye Jinsu lit up a lamp on the table and in the end, she tilted her head and asked Xiao Hong, "Did Meng Lan go in?"

Xiao Hong just came back from outside and shook its head with a sigh, "No, Ning Wang didn't let Meng Lan in."

Ye Jinxiu's fingertips trembled, and the candle flame almost failed to light up successfully.

Putting down the fire piston in her hand, Ye Jinsu's expression recovered its coldness. She casually made a "En" as a response before going to bed and closing her eyes to sleep.

He really didn't care about Meng Lan's attitude.

Xiao Hong's pleading words were stuck in her throat as she withdrew without saying anything. In his room, he found a cloak, and Little Red sent it over under the night sky.

Ning Yunyin didn't want to take that thing, so she didn't even care about Meng Lan.

What else could she say? She saw the young lady in such pain every day, so she felt that it would be best if the young lady and Ning Wang broke off their relationship. However, Ning Yunyin refused to let go.

Ye Jinsu opened her eyes and looked at the canopy above her. Under the dim light of the candle, she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She simply turned around and sat up. Thunder rumbled outside as if it was about to rain.

Ye Jinsu looked at the sky outside and pursed her lips, taking the two umbrellas with her.

It truly began to rain halfway through the journey. Ye Jinshu held up his umbrella as he walked towards the Ning Prince's estate. From afar, he could see a familiar figure in the rain. Ye Jinsu's fingers tightened, the knuckles on the umbrella's handle turning a bit white.

Ning Yunxiao really didn't care if she lived or died, he just wouldn't let her in. To him, the life and death of a servant girl didn't matter at all, did it?

Ye Jinsu used the umbrella to block the rain above her head.

Meng Lan was a little dazed. She raised her head and saw Ye Jinsu behind her. She thought she had made a mistake and muttered, "Young miss …"

Ye Jinsu hurriedly squatted down and embraced the unconscious person.

The paper umbrellas poured down in torrential torrents, and raindrops rained down on the two of them. The wooden box was still lying at Meng Lan's feet, completely motionless in the water.

Little Red came running from behind. Ye Jinsu didn't tell her when she came over. She saw that it was raining at night and wanted to come over to give Meng Lan an umbrella, but she didn't expect to meet Ye Jinsu.

"Miss!" Xiao Hong hurriedly ran over and held up an umbrella for the two of them. "Miss, why are you here alone? Don't get caught in the rain."

Ye Jinsu glanced at the main door of the mansion. The red lacquer door was dignified and solemn. It was still silently closed and did not move at all.

Ye Jinsu supported Meng Lan and whispered, "Send her back."

It was she who lost. She couldn't bear to see Meng Lan continue like this.

In the end, Ning Yunyin had been the one to be more merciless between them. Having known him for so long, it was the first time that Ye Jinsu had recognized that person who had spoken of the ruthless ways of Prince Ning.

Reaching out to pick up the box on the ground, Ye Jinsu had the impulse to throw her ruthlessly onto the ground. But in the end, Ye Jinsu didn't do anything and just brought it back.

In the darkness of the night, it was unknown when Ning Yunyin had stood by the side of the door, watching Ye Jinsu's back as she walked away. The falling rain under the eaves was like a bead curtain, separating the inner and outer worlds.

Ning Yunyin turned around and left the door.

The next day was when Ye Jinsu reached her prime.

Ye Jinsu, on the other hand, did not sleep the whole night. She drank two bowls of ginger soup, took a hot bath, and opened her eyes until daybreak.

While waiting for the mama to bring the new clothes over, Ye Jinsu suddenly leaned on Little Red's shoulder with a tired expression and said, "I told you, it's just the birthday, you just casually passed by."

"Even if it's just the two of us, at least …"

At least, he was happy.

Xiao Hong suddenly choked with sobs. She did not understand how such a good day could turn out like this.

What should have been a happy life, but Ye Jinsu's life was exceptionally heavy.

Ye Jinsu sighed and got up to wash up. The new clothes sent over from the Celestial Fragrance Workshop had been rushed out day and night. A single piece of high-quality brocade took half a year to finish, and there was only one in the entire capital.

The only complete set of clothing was now on Ye Jinsu.

The white snow and red plums reflected the scene of the beginning of winter.

The white sleeves were embroidered with red plums that bloomed like blood. Ye Jinsu's skin was already fair to begin with, and this made her skin even more transparent. A few more vermilion points, and Ye Jinxiu's beauty, but also her gentleness.

Even the old tailor, who had seen countless beauties in the workshop, praised her greatly.

The banquet had already been set up in the garden, and Ye Zhenzi was already entertaining the guests at the front.

Ye Jinsu looked outside indifferently. Even the Old Granny and Ye JinRu had come out. One by one, the officials in the capital who had some connections with the Ye Family and Ye Shisui invited them over.

What a great gift.

Ye Jinshu had lived for 15 years, and this was the first time he felt the true treatment of a direct daughter.