"The day after tomorrow?" After listening to Duan Yunling's speech, Xin Yu groaned.

A glimmer of light burst out of Duan Yunling's eyes: "Cousin Qing, do you have a way?"

If she had before, she wouldn't even have the courage to ask for help. She knew her humility and didn't think she was capable of helping others, and she didn't expect others to help her.

It was Cousin Qing who made her change.

Xin Yu lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on his fingertips.

These days, because of the rush, my fingers have grinded out a thin cocoon, but fortunately, the hard work has been rewarded.

Xin Yu's silence made Duan Yunling's eyes darken, and he bit his lip and said, "Cousin Qing, I'm just asking, if I can't think of a way, forget it-"

Xin Yu raised her eyes and looked at the pale girl: "Cousin Ling, if you put down this family business and exchange it for your comfortable life, would you be willing?"

"I don't care!" Duan Yunling blurted out.

Xin Yu smiled: "It's not just talking, but it's really about your future life, you think about it seriously before answering."

Duan Yunling thought for a moment and asked, "Is the loss of the current comfortable life that Cousin Qing said a problem with food, clothing, housing and transportation?"

"Not really. It's just that the clothes and jewelry of the four seasons are no longer expensive and diverse, and the dowry is not so rich when he leaves the pavilion......" Xin Yu looked at Duan Yunling's eyes, "In this way, Cousin Ling didn't complain?"

After listening to Xin Yu's words, Duan Yunling breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it would be a problem to even eat and wear. Cousin Qing, aren't you talking about the life of an ordinary official eunuch girl?"

The friends she usually comes and goes with are all from similar backgrounds, her father and brother's official positions are not high or low, and the original family background is good, if it is read hard by ordinary people, life is not as glamorous as ordinary people think. It is true that you will tailor and make jewelry all year round, most of them are small and good-looking, and there are not many clothes and jewelry that can really support the façade.

Thinking of this, Duan Yunling was stunned, and for the first time seriously thought about a question: Since she was from a similar background to her friends, why did she have a lot of advantages in life?

The money ...... Where did it come from?

Catching up with those eyes that were as clear as water, Duan Yunling suddenly shuddered, and the coldness quickly swept through his body.

Could it be — are those rumors true?

Duan Yunling opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, and he couldn't spit out a word.

"Cousin Ling can think so, then I'll help you." Xin Yu didn't expect her words to stir up a thousand feet in Duan Yunling's heart, and she reached out and patted the other party for comfort.

These days, she is not only preparing for the new book that Mr. Songling is about to launch, but also getting back Kou Qingqing's family wealth. When playing with Shaoqing's Mansion, it shouldn't be difficult to solve the trouble for Duan Yunling by the way.

Duan Yunling's eyes lit up: "Cousin Qing, what should I do?"

"As long as Cousin Ling doesn't change her mind, I'll take care of the rest."

"Don't I have to do anything?" Duan Yunling was a little apprehensive, but even more ashamed.

"Not for now, I'll say if I need to." Xin Yu didn't want to talk too much, "Anyway, I'll do my best, Cousin Ling will wait with peace of mind." If it doesn't work out—"

Duan Yunling interrupted Xin Yu's words: "Then I will admit it, Cousin Qing, don't do risky things because of me."

She tried to resist, but if she didn't succeed, it wasn't her fault, and she shouldn't have been involved with the people who helped her.

Duan Yunling left from the Evening Qingju, his steps much easier.

The late sunny days in early winter show a bit of gloom. Fortunately, the warm sunlight poured into the room through the window, dispelling the darkness and coldness in the room.

"Girl, don't you take a lunch break?" Xiaolian, who already knew Xinyu's routine very well, asked softly.

She didn't know what the third girl said when she came over, but she obviously didn't come to talk to the girl. Thinking of the hard work of Xin Yu writing books these days, Xiaolian is inevitably distressed.

"Xiaolian, you go back to the bookstore and bring me the manuscripts in the second compartment in the bookcase against the west wall of the study." Xin Yu explained carefully.

Xiaolian responded, and walked out of the evening residence quickly.

"Sister Xiaolian is going out." When the doorman guarding the corner gate saw Xiaolian, his attitude was very warm.

Xiaolian smiled

In response, it was very convenient to leave the Shaoqing Mansion.

Everything was in order in the east courtyard of the bookstore, and Mama Fang was startled when she saw Xiaolian coming back: "Didn't you accompany the girl back to Shaoqing's mansion, why did you come back suddenly?"

"The girl didn't have anything with her, so send me back to get it."

Mama Fang was relieved: "That's good, I thought something had happened."

Xiaolian thought to herself, I'm afraid something is really going to happen, but there is no need to say this kind of speculation to make Mama Fang worry. She quickly found the box containing the manuscript, put it away with the manuscript and rushed back to Shaoqing's mansion.

"Girl, the manuscript has been retrieved."

Xin Yu took the box and opened it in front of Xiaolian.

There is a book lying quietly in the box, and unlike the book sold by the bookstore, the cover of this book is blank, and the binding is relatively casual, and it looks like a privately organized manuscript.

Xiaolian didn't open the manuscript when she got it, so she stared at the manuscript and asked curiously, "Girl, is this a new book that our bookstore is about to sell?"

As a person who gets along with Xin Yu day and night, Xiaolian knew early on that although these beautiful stories were told by Mr. Song Ling, the person who wrote them was Xin Yu.

"It's not." Xin Yu gently put one hand on the book, and the corners of her lips raised slightly, "This is written to get back Miss Kou's family wealth."

Xiaolian's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the manuscript: "Can you use this to get back our girl's family wealth?

The little girl's first reaction was disbelief, but looking at the calm girl in front of her, those doubts turned into expectations.

From the time she followed the girl, she watched the girl resolve the crisis step by step, and today, the girl is the kind of person who can make the impossible possible.

"Girl, can I touch it?" Xiaolian's eyes were firmly glued to the manuscript.

Xin Yu smiled and removed his hand.

Xiaolian took a deep breath and stretched out her hand tentatively a little bit.

Xin Yu couldn't cry and laughed: "Don't worry about touching, the manuscript doesn't bite."

The little maid's hand finally touched the book, and she smiled widely: "What did the girl say, the maid is not worried about the manuscript biting."

She first touched the fairy spirit.

"Okay, come with me to see Duan Shaoqing." Xin Yu put the manuscript away and stood up.

Xiaolian was stunned for a moment: "Girl, aren't you going to find the old lady?"

Aren't all those possessions in the hands of the old lady?

Xin Yu's tone was firm, so that Xiaolian understood that she had heard correctly: "No, go find Duan Shaoqing."

It is true that the old lady controls the money of the house, and the pillar that really supports the Shaoqing Mansion is undoubtedly Duan Shaoqing.

Taking back most of Kou Qingqing's family wealth, which will make Shaoqing's mansion hurt, naturally should find the real head of the Duan family.

At this time, Duan Shaoqing had just gotten up from his lunch break, and was drinking hot tea to wake up, when he heard that the cousin girl was here.

Duan Shaoqing was quite surprised, and ordered his subordinates to invite people in.