The servant girl ca in slowly from outside, carrying a tray.
Aunt Su looked in horror at the wine jug on the tray.
She had long guessed her fate, yet when the mont truly arrived, she couldn’t help but be terrified. She couldn’t face death calmly.
She was only in her thirties, still so young, with countless good years ahead of her...
The servant placed the tray on the table, picked up the wine jug, and poured a full glass.
Aunt Su, as if possessed, asked, "Did Lady Wu send you?"
The servant girl didn’t look at her, simply said, "It was the Duke."
Aunt Su let out a bitter laugh, the Duke, the only man in her life.
He never had an ounce of pity for her.
Her heart strangely cald, and she asked the servant girl again, "What is it?"
The servant girl replied, "Crane top red, it’s quick."
Aunt Su closed her eyes, reached out, and slowly grasped the wine glass.
Her hand shook uncontrollably, spilling so of the wine.
The servant girl said blandly, "Aunt Su, don’t spill too much, or else I’ll have to force it down your throat."
Suddenly, Aunt Su gripped the wine glass tightly, brought it to her lips, and tilted her head back, drinking all the wine in one go.
The glass fell to the ground with a "clink," she reached for her throat, stretching her neck upward as a hoarse, unpleasant sound ca from her throat.
Her hands clutched at her chest as her body leaned back, losing balance and falling to the ground with the chair.
The servant girl watched as Aunt Su convulsed and struggled on the floor.
After quite a while, she finally stopped moving.
The servant girl continued to stand quietly, then after a while walked over and placed a hand by her nose.
After a mont, she stood up, walked out, and said to the guard at the door, "Drag her to the mass grave outside the city first thing tomorrow morning."
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Yun Jiao’s apothecary shop was finally opening.
The shop was not far from her family’s house, in quite a good area, given by the Duke.
The shop had two front rooms, a small backyard, just a row of main rooms, east and west side rooms, but now with not many people at ho, it was enough.
The west wing remained converted by Yun Jiao into a pharmacy room. With her father around, she didn’t need to be overly secretive about many prescriptions, and he could assist quite a bit.
Before the opening, Yun Jiao, along with her father and a few staff, prepared a number of dicines.
Not long after the fifteenth of August, this morning, three staff mbers dressed neatly, Yun Jiao watched as her father personally removed the red silk from the signboard, Jiang Youzhi set off the firecrackers, and the shop was officially opened.
Unlike other shops, an apothecary shop doesn’t celebrate grandly.
As it opened, Gu Yuheng sat inside, with white hair and a white beard. His appearance, with a seemingly immortal old man face, could be misleading.
Jiang Youzhi left a few guards and went to the Imperial College.
Yun Jiao looked around, everything was in order, estimating that just after opening, there wouldn’t be too much business, she said, "Dad, I’m going to the workshop."
Gu Yuheng waved his hand, "Go, with here, rest assured."
Just as Yun Jiao was about to turn and leave, Yan Beichen entered through the door.
He ca with only a personal servant, first surveying the surroundings, then his gaze fell on Yun Jiao, his eyes glinting like a hungry wolf, "Doctor Gu——"
Yun Jiao’s face fell, but she didn’t panic much.
Lady Wu had now given the servant girl to her, and besides her, the shop had the Lei Ying and Lei Xia sisters, and guards from the Duke Mansion outside.
At this mont, the servant girl stood right behind her.
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