The next day, Wei Anyu indeed woke up, but he was terribly weak. After all, he had gone three days without food or water. The terror and despair of being conscious yet unable to control his body had nearly swallowed him whole.
Wei Anyu did not even have the strength to cry. After waking, he fell seriously ill, but from then on, he never dared approach Yunxi again, nor did he have any desire to vie for favor. He silently remained the Seventh Young Master born of a concubine.
After this incident, the Prime Minister gathered all the children, wives, and concubines of the household together. Once the servants had been dismissed, he stated plainly that no one in the family was to covet Yunxi's belongings, or Little Seven would serve as a warning. He also told everyone how Little Seven had stolen Yunxi's protective jade pendant, ultimately causing himself to fall into an inexplicable sleep for three days.
From then on, no one challenged Yunxi's position in the Prime Minister's Residence. Even her elder brother and second sister, born of the same mother, spoke softly and gently whenever they faced Yunxi, showering her with care. The two were always searching outside the residence for tasty food and amusing trinkets to send to Ranxi Courtyard. Whenever they had time, they would come sit for a while and tell her about things beyond the residence. They would also bring their little sister storybooks to ease her boredom, making Yunxi's days increasingly leisurely.
In the blink of an eye, another five years passed. Yunxi was ten years old. Her eldest brother had entered officialdom, her second sister had married, her third and fourth sisters were considering marriage prospects, her fifth sister had hired a female teacher for instruction, and her sixth and