Su Sizhuo, upon seeing her slovenly demeanor, became even more incensed.
This little girl, having followed her second brother for so long, had learned nothing else but how to cheat her own family!
"You can learn knowledge, right? Very good!" The last two words were emphasized.
Su Yunmo suddenly felt a chill down her spine and shivered inexplicably.
The next second, Su Sizhuo hoisted her onto his shoulder and strode out.
The door opened and closed.
Ye Ningyuan rolled over in bed and continued to sleep.
Su Yunmo struggled and cried all the way, but was eventually carried to the study.
The moment Su Sizhuo got her off the bed, she knew what she was in for. Even though she had known beforehand, seeing those thick stacks of white paper now made her falter.
"Brother, please don't! I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Can you forgive me this once?"
Good heavens, being made to recite and copy was worse than being hit with a ruler!
Being hit with a ruler was merely a physical pain, but studying and copying was a mental breakdown!
"No!" Su Sizhuo pushed her down in front of the desk. "Write properly. You are not allowed to eat lunch until you have copied twenty essays by noon today."
He was determined to discipline this little girl today, lest she cheat her brother again next time!
Su Yunmo pouted and slumped onto the desk, picking up her brush.
Su Sizhuo supervised her from the side, pointing out immediately if her posture was incorrect or her brushstrokes were problematic.
Su Yunmo felt as if she were about to fall asleep when a chorus of frogs croaked in the pond outside the courtyard on a summer night, making her ears ache.
Su Sizhuo saw her upper body slumped on the desk, her little head gradually nearing the tabletop, and his lips twitched.
If making her copy earlier was just a way to discipline her, then seeing her incorrigible state now truly made Su Sizhuo want her to study diligently.
Su Sizhuo wanted to remind her to sit up straight.
The butler knocked on the door from outside. "Young Master, someone is looking for you outside."
Su Sizhuo called back in a raised voice, then poked Su Yunmo's forehead with his finger. "Wake up, copy properly. If I come back and see you haven't started writing, you'll be in trouble!"
"Mmmph~" Su Yunmo's eyes were already unable to stay open, but she still forced them wide. "I... I'm writing."
"Write well." Su Sizhuo's face was stern as he pinched her cheek, but a hint of pampering flashed in his eyes.
Su Yunmo, holding her brush, watched Su Sizhuo leave. The moment the study door closed.
The little dumpling collapsed onto the desk and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Let it be whatever it wants!
Su Sizhuo left the study and headed out. "Who is looking for me?"
Could it be that old man is back again?
He's not satisfied with just leaving the academy to me, does he want to dump other things on me too?
The butler also shook his head, looking somewhat puzzled. "This old servant is not quite sure, but it doesn't seem to be anyone important, just a servant."
"He brought a post and said it must be delivered to you personally."
A flicker of surprise crossed Su Sizhuo's eyes. He nodded and went out. "I know. I'll go get it myself. You go attend to your duties."
The butler didn't think much of it and retreated to attend to his own tasks.
Su Sizhuo went out of the mansion and saw a servant-like man standing by the roadside opposite. "Are you the one who called me?"
The man nodded, not stepping forward, his expression somewhat mysterious. "Young Master, please come this way. There is something for you here. Our master said you must open it personally."
Su Sizhuo didn't recall knowing any mysterious people, but since the messenger had already arrived, he couldn't pretend not to see it and walked over.
Seeing him approach, the man took out a calling card from his怀 and handed it over.
Su Sizhuo took the card and opened it, only to find it blank, without a single word written on it.
He was taken aback. He looked up in confusion, and as he saw a flash of cunning in the man's eyes, his heart trembled. He realized with a jolt that something was wrong, but it was already too late to dodge.
Something heavy struck the back of his head.
Su Sizhuo grunted, and the world went black as he fainted.
When he woke up again, he was in a different place.
His mouth was stuffed with rags, his hands were tied behind his back, and his eyes were blindfolded. He could see nothing.
"Mmmph~" He cried out twice and struggled desperately, only to find that his waist and ankles were bound with iron chains. The slightest movement produced a clanging sound.
The sound of a door opening.
Wang Yi entered from outside and looked at the bound Su Sizhuo with eyes full of hatred. "Bring the whip!"
He couldn't do anything to that damned girl Su Yunmo for the time being, but Su Sizhuo was different. He was a little brat with no martial arts skills, and he could do whatever he wanted to him!
A servant entered from outside, handed a whip to Wang Yi.
Wang Yi fiercely swung the whip, lashing Su Sizhuo more than a dozen times.
Su Sizhuo writhed in pain, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
If his mouth weren't gagged, with his eloquence, he could have avoided this beating and even walked out unharmed.
Unfortunately, he couldn't speak now, so he could only endure it.
He bit down hard on the rag in his mouth, pricked up his ears, and endured the pain to listen carefully to the sounds around him, trying to identify who had captured him.
"You brat, don't blame this old man. Because of your sister, my daughter died. This debt must be repaid!"
The person stopped beating him.
Su Sizhuo heard some rustling sounds.
Then suddenly his sleeve was lifted, and something cold pierced his skin.
"Mmm!" Su Sizhuo grunted, feeling a chill surge up his scalp, and even his brain throbbed with pain. It was a fear and unease of having his life in someone else's hands.
His hair was then pulled up, and he was violently slammed onto the ground.
With a 'bang,' blood splattered, his vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.
"What a useless piece of trash!" Wang Yi cursed as he looked at the unconscious Su Sizhuo, kicked him, and handed a handkerchief to a servant.
"Find a way to send this to Su Yunmo. Tell her that if she doesn't do as written on it, she can come collect her brother's corpse!"
The servant took the item and, after saying "Yes," departed.
Wang Yi looked at the unconscious Su Sizhuo lying on the ground, his hatred gradually intensifying. "Daughter, wait for me. Soon Su Yunmo will join you in the underworld!"
Meanwhile, Su Yunmo had slept on the desk all morning and vaguely woke up around noon.
She rubbed her eyes and looked around, finding Su Sizhuo nowhere. "Brother?"
There was no response.
A look of confusion crossed Su Yunmo's face.
This was truly strange. When she was usually punished, her brother would always stay by her side. Why was he so confident leaving her alone today?
Was he not afraid she would slack off?
"Brother?" Su Yunmo rubbed her sore shoulders and numb legs, stood up, and walked out.
Servants were cleaning in the courtyard.
Su Yunmo casually called out to one of them. "Have you seen Brother?"