Exile with Storage Space: Family Fortunes in the Barren Lands-Chapter 765 - 718: Deeply Hit (1)

The steward standing at the mansion’s gate to welcome guests was surprised to see the carriage, his eyes widened in astonishment.

Because this carriage was the one Yu Wen Zan used to ride every day.

Two years ago, Yu Wen Zan took this carriage to Zhen An Prefecture and never returned with it; it was said he had given it away.

To whom it was given, Yu Wen Zan did not say.

Curious to know who was riding the carriage, the steward approached.

The carriage stopped to the side of the mansion’s gate.

A tall maid stepped down and helped a masked young woman out of the carriage, "Miss, watch your step."

The woman was dressed in simple attire, and her head ornaments were also plain.

She glanced at the four large characters "Duke Zhongyi Mansion" written on the archway’s plaque, raised her eyebrows slightly, and walked towards the steward.

Though she wore simple clothes, her demeanor was not lacking.

The steward dared not neglect her and immediately walked over, "May I ask whose household you belong to, and what is your name?"

The masked woman glanced at the steward and spoke softly, "You have come at the right time, please convey a message that Miss Xue from Zhen An Prefecture has arrived."

As she spoke, she handed a bookmark for the steward to see.

The bookmark was inscribed with "Moyun Studio," and the edges were decorated with golden clouds.

The steward blinked, Moyun Studio?

Isn’t this the bookmark from the Second Young Master’s study?

The Second Young Master’s bookmark wasn’t given away lightly, along with the carriage being his, could it be that this woman is important to the Second Young Master?

The steward immediately collected his thoughts and gestured invitingly to the woman, "Please come inside and rest, I will arrange for someone to deliver the message."

He waved to call over an old maid and handed her the bookmark, "Quickly find the Second Young Master, say an important guest wishes to see him, and ask the Second Young Master to meet them at the West Courtyard’s Furong Hall."

The old maid glanced at the masked woman, took the bookmark, and ran into the mansion’s rear courtyard.

The masked woman entered the mansion accompanied by the maid, following the steward.

She seemed familiar with the Yu Wen Mansion, knowing where to go without needing reminders from the steward.

The steward glanced at her, secretly wondering who this woman might be.

A Yu Wen family maid quickly arrived at the back hall.

Yu Wen Zan was at a hall speaking with the family of Grand Tutor Jiang.

The maid entered the room, bowed to the guests, and looked at Yu Wen Zan saying, "Second Young Master, a Miss Xue from Zhen An Prefecture requests to see you; Steward Liu has arranged for her to rest in Furong Hall."

Saying this, she presented the bookmark.

Upon seeing the bookmark, Yu Wen Zan’s expression changed immediately.

In the room, the guests included Grand Tutor Jiang’s son and daughter Jiang Suyun.

Jiang Suyun saw Yu Wen Zan’s expression change and asked with concern, "Brother Zan, who is that person?"

"Oh, just a poor woman I assisted while on official duty near Zhen An Prefecture, merely a small act of help. I didn’t expect her to remember it, she must be here to express gratitude." Yu Wen Zan put away the bookmark with a calm smile, "No need for Yun Niang to concern yourself, she is not any significant person."

Jiang Suyun smiled lightly, "Yes."

Yu Wen Zan said to the maid, "Tell her it was just a small favor, no need to remember it. If she is here for mourning, take her; arrange some simple meals and escort her out of the mansion, no need to inform me again."

The maid acknowledged and departed.

Yu Wen Zan collected himself and continued speaking with Grand Tutor Jiang’s children.

Jiang Suyun gazed out the window, watching as the maid walked away, lost in thought.

After a while, she excused herself claiming some business and left.

Yu Wen Zan did not stop her, letting her go.

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The masked woman who came to Yuwen Mansion for mourning was precisely the Xue from Li Family’s former daughter-in-law.

She had failed in her affairs in Liangzhou City and feared Baili Huang might trouble her, so she quietly fled.

Zhen An Prefecture was consequently unreachable, and Yu Wen Zan had already returned to the Capital.

Xue rode the carriage Yu Wen Zan had given her, carrying some silver taels he provided, rushing to the Capital.

Yu Wen Zan had told her that possessing Li Xingmao’s divorce papers, she was no longer of Li Family, free to go anywhere; the Emperor would not pursue responsibilities.

She and her maid were unfamiliar with the roads, and even the coachman Yu Wen Zan assigned was not well-acquainted with the routes.

Though Xue left Liangzhou City earlier than Li Yuzhu, she took a wrong turn, only reaching the Capital today.

Upon learning Yu Wen Zan’s elder brother had passed away and the family was holding a funeral, Xue purchased mourning attire and silver ornaments on the street, coming to offer her condolences.

To appear mournful, she refrained from applying rouge.

However, she was confident in her natural beauty, believing that even without makeup, she could captivate Yu Wen Zan upon meeting.

Xue followed the Yu Wen family’s steward into a small hall.

The steward arranged for two old maids to accompany her, saying, "I must return to the front to greet guests, please make yourself comfortable; the Second Young Master will be here shortly."

"You go ahead, no need to mind me." Xue Family nodded.

The steward arranged for an old servant to pour tea and then left.

Not long after, the old servant who had delivered the message earlier brought a young woman in plain clothes into the small hall.

"Miss Jiang, this is the visitor." The old servant pointed at Xue Family.

The young woman was only sixteen or seventeen, with a graceful figure. Although she didn’t possess a face that could overthrow empires, the beauty lay in her youthfulness, her rounded face complemented by simple attire, as bright as the moon.

A pair of bright eyes, coldly gazed at the Xue Family as she spoke coolly, "Are you Xue Family? From Zhen An Prefecture?"

Xue Family raised an eyebrow, what a rude girl!

She raised her chin, proudly said, "Indeed, how does Miss address herself?"

In her memory, the Yu Wen Family didn’t have this woman, who is she?

Yu Wen Zan’s sister-in-law had passed away; his elder brother did not remarry, Yu Wen Zan was unmarried, and the only sister had long been wed, moreover, she didn’t look like this.

Among the relatives, Xue Family had also seen the women, none looked like this woman.

Who is she?

Jiang Suyun assessed Xue Family, inwardly sneering, what is the background of this older woman, to be so arrogant?

Not rising in her presence, yet daring to look at her with such proud eyes?

"I am Yu Wen Zan’s fiancée, the daughter of Grand Tutor Jiang, Jiang Suyun." Jiang Suyun also raised her chin at Xue Family, more arrogantly saying, "Brother Zan is quite busy now, unable to receive guests. There is no stewardess at the mansion, and during these recent days, I’m meeting female guests on behalf of Brother Zan. If there is any disrespect or negligence, please do forgive."

Xue Family’s head buzzed.

She widened her eyes in shock, unable to believe as she looked at the young woman before her.

What?

This is Yu Wen Zan’s fiancée?

Yu Wen Zan clearly told her he hadn’t engaged anyone, he would marry her!

How could he deceive her?

Xue Family’s face instantly turned pale, even paler than the plain clothes she wore.

She gasped heavily, no, she couldn’t breathe, there was a breath block in her chest preventing her from breathing smoothly.

"I want to see Yu Wen Zan, where is he?" Xue Family stood up, her gaze like a sword directed at Jiang Suyun.

This is the daughter of Grand Tutor Jiang?

She remembered, over two years ago, the daughter of Grand Tutor Jiang was still an undeveloped ugly chubby girl, unexpectedly, over two years had passed, and she had grown into a different form.

But so what?

Yu Wen Zan clearly said he liked her most!

Marrying Jiang Suyun must not be his true intention; he must be forced by the family, right?

She wanted to personally ask for clarity.

"Exactly who are you? How dare you directly call Brother Zan by his name?" Jiang Suyun’s face grew colder, sneering as she asked.

"You are not worthy to ask!" Xue Family sneered.

She pushed aside Jiang Suyun and strode out of the small hall.

Jiang Suyun squinted her eyes, yelled at the dumbfounded old servants in the hall, "Stop her! Don’t let her disturb the Second Young Master."

"Yes, Miss Jiang!" The two old servants belonged to the Yu Wen Family, and they understood that Miss Jiang was invited by Yu Wen Zan to manage the affairs in the mansion, indicating to everyone that this was the future mistress.

The eldest son Yu Wen Song had died of illness, so the Second Young Master would become the future Heir of Duke Zhongyi, and then, the Marquis.

And Miss Jiang would be the Marchioness.

This woman from nowhere dared to contradict Jiang Suyun, truly oblivious to boundaries.

The old servants dragged Xue Family back, pulling her into the small hall.

"Keep an eye on her, I’ll come to question her after I handle my tasks." Jiang Suyun commanded the old servants.

"Understood, Miss Jiang." The old servants replied.

Jiang Suyun coldly glanced at Xue Family and left the small hall.

Xue Family gritted her teeth angrily but was helpless.

Because this was Yu Wen Zan’s home.

She couldn’t make a scene and lose her temper; she was to be the future mistress; how could she behave like a shrew?

Xue Family swallowed her anger and sat quietly on the chair.

But to express her displeasure, to show she was different, she hummed heavily, "Dare to treat me this way, you’d better not regret in the future."

The two old servants guarding the door glanced at her and rolled their eyes together.

Xue Family, confined within the room, felt indignant, constantly pondering how to get out.

After thinking for a while, she clutched her stomach, saying, "I need to use the toilet, I... I have my menstrual period."

The two old servants exchanged a glance, and one of them said to her, "Follow me." Judging by her frail appearance, they assumed she couldn’t run away.