sjar Chapter 141 Overt and covert fighting
Chapter 141 Overt and covert fighting
The doctor naturally refused the beads that Yan Yun offered.
"Do you ladies think we're some third-rate quack doctors? We just charge our normal consultation fee. This girl must have done something wrong to be beaten like this. If we were to come and treat her without paying, that wouldn't be good either."
He saw the red marks on Yan Yun's face.
"Miss, the scars on your face need to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome if they remain in the future."
As they spoke, they began to prepare the prescription and had someone fetch water from the well—it had to be cold water. They then wet the medicine packet they had sewn, making sure it was also cold water, and applied it to the wounds on the young lady's face.
"Go quickly."
The maids, following the doctor's instructions, hurriedly went to prepare.
Yan Yun looked at Qing'er on the ground, and then she looked at the doctors.
The doctors gave Yan Yun a hint.
Consultation fees are secondary.
The maids in the mansion would only treat patients if the master of the mansion gave the order.
Yan Yun looked at the old lady inside the house.
The old lady didn't even raise her head, and Yan Yun didn't get up to come out even after being hit.
Granny Zhu, who was kneeling on the ground to the side, did not dare to raise her head. Her head was lowered to the ground.
Yan Yun tugged at the doctor's hand.
The doctor still didn't make any move.
Yan Yun was both angry and helpless.
She immediately ran back to the courtyard and searched everywhere, eventually finding the pills that Jing Ri had given her earlier, which she dared not take.
Yan Yun held the pill in her hand; no matter what, she was determined to try.
The maids in the old lady's courtyard are carrying Qing'er away.
Yan Yun immediately stopped the person, pinched Qing'er's mouth, and fed her the pills he had brought. Yan Yun then pulled away the maid who was carrying Qing'er.
The maids said to Yan Yun, "Miss, you should go back quickly. She's just a maid."
Yan Yun not only ignored them, but she also blocked their way.
The maidservants in Yan Yun's courtyard hurriedly brought over the medicinal poultice prepared by the doctor, ready to apply it to Yan Yun.
They all saw that Yan Yun's face was already covered in bruises and red marks, and just looking at it made them feel a little scared.
They naturally knew Zheng Jihua, and they remembered that when Zheng Jihua returned, she saw the injury on the young lady's face.
That household must have been turned upside down.
The maids knelt on the ground, begging Yan Yun to spare their lives. "Miss, please put the doctor's medicine on your face."
Yan Yun knew what they were afraid of, but all she needed to do was take Qing'er back.
The concubine overheard a maid from the manor come to deliver a message saying that her young mistress had been injured in the madam's courtyard.
The concubine rushed over in a hurry.
When she saw the injury on Yan Yun's face, she was also shocked. How could he be injured like this?
The concubine was also extremely surprised.
The maidservant explained that it was Granny Zhu who was disciplining the young lady's maidservant, and the young lady was accidentally injured when she rushed out.
When the concubine heard that it was Granny Zhu who had injured Yan Yun, she immediately thought of how she herself had been a maid and had also been tormented by Granny Zhu.
Where is Granny Zhu?
The maids replied that the old lady had taken them back to their room.
The concubine originally wanted to teach her a lesson, but when she heard that Granny Zhu had returned to the old lady's side, she had no choice but to give up.
I'm not very close to the old lady now, so it's not appropriate for me to go to her side and scold Granny Zhu.
But seeing the bruises on Yan Yun's face, she felt heartbroken. Although she didn't like her, she was still her own flesh and blood, and yet she had been beaten by a mere nanny.
The concubine couldn't swallow her anger; she saw the medicine packets that had fallen to the ground.
He asked the maid, "And what are these?"
The maids immediately replied, "This is medicine for Miss, but she won't listen to us and refuses to have it applied."
The concubine was also somewhat annoyed upon hearing this.
"If Miss is unwilling, it means she feels pain. Can't you think of other solutions?"
The maids looked at Qing'er, who was still breathing on the ground.
"Miss, she wants to take Qing'er back to the courtyard."
The concubine glanced at Qing'er, then, seeing the mangled body, immediately covered her face with a handkerchief. "How did you get beaten like this?"
Although she used the same methods in this courtyard, when she saw Qing'er being beaten like this, she pretended to say that she had been too ruthless.
She looked at Yan Yun, her smile softening, "Ning'er, would you like this maid?"
Yan Yun nodded. Although she didn't want to bow down to her concubine, she had no choice but to do so now that Qing'er was in imminent danger.
Yan Yun not only nodded, but also reached out and tugged at his concubine's sleeve.
The concubine had never been so close to her before. Seeing that she kept staring at Qing'er, she spoke up.
"Then let's send the maid back. Isn't there a doctor in the manor? Go tell them that the madam said to have the maid examined."
Yan Yun's face lit up with surprise. Seeing her happy expression, the concubine said the same thing as the maids, "She's just a maid."
That's what they all thought.
The concubine rarely got close to Yan Yun, and she was about to reach out and touch him. But Yan Yun had already turned his head away and was supporting Qing'er's head.
The concubine was getting a little anxious.
"I did promise to send it back, but I didn't say you could touch it, Ning'er."
She looked at the medicine plaster on the ground.
"And those ointments, hurry up and apply them as instructed."
The old woman who was with the concubine said.
“Madam can go with him. You must perform well. The master will be back tonight, or perhaps this afternoon. After all, things in the manor cannot be kept from Zheng Jihua.”
The concubine was just thinking about this. If she went to Yan Yun's courtyard, she would definitely run into the master.
She was still dissatisfied with the clothes she was wearing, so she looked at the nanny and asked, "Should I go back and change into something else?"
The old woman was exasperated and immediately stopped her from going back.
“The young lady is injured now, and the madam is still wearing luxurious clothes. When the master sees this, the impression is greatly diminished.”
The concubine suddenly realized what was going on. She looked around, ran her fingers through her hair, which looked rather disheveled, and asked the old woman, "Is this alright?"
The old woman nodded, saying that this was just right.
The concubine followed the nanny towards Yan Yun's courtyard.
Lu Lan was watering the flowers in the yard when she saw them.
Lu Lan's maid also recounted what had happened in the old lady's courtyard.
The young lady is injured. Madam Lu Lan was originally a friend of the young lady. She asked Lu Lan for advice.
"What would you like to take with you, Madam?"
Lu Lan said, "Don't go out and join the fun at times like this."
Yan Yun was injured so badly, and the person he hurt was someone close to the old lady. Going against the old lady wouldn't do him any good, and besides, Yan Yun would definitely suspect him.
That girl is cunning. If she thinks about it more, she might realize that I deliberately sent her away, which would only cause me more trouble.
"Go find those doctors and ask them what kind of ointment the young lady needs for her face, and if she needs anything else. You must do everything you can to prevent her from having any scars."
Just as the old woman had thought.
Nothing in the household could be kept from Zheng Jihua.
Zheng Ning'er was beaten, and only two or three hours later, Zheng Jihua rushed back.
Because those doctors treated Qing'er because of the concubine.
Yan Yun originally wanted to stay with Qing'er's relatives, but when he saw the concubine coming along, he immediately understood what she wanted to do.
The concubine did not personally apply the medicine to Yan Yun, because the medicine could not be fixed in place and required someone to support it continuously, which the concubine did not have the patience for.
The maids were to do it, while the nanny went to the gate of the mansion. As soon as Zheng Jihua returned, she would come to deliver the message.
Yan Yun wanted to see Qing'er, so he didn't obediently apply the medicine. The concubine was also a little anxious. If Zheng Jihua came back and couldn't see what she had worked so hard for, wouldn't all her efforts have been in vain?
She grabbed Yan Yun and warned him coldly, "If you keep lying there applying medicine, I'll throw that girl out."
Therefore, Yan Yun obediently lay on the bed and let the maid next to her apply medicine.
The concubine sat to one side, filing her nails. Her nails were becoming more and more beautiful with each new design, but Zheng Jihua didn't even glance at them.
While she was still thinking about these trivial matters, the old nanny ran back from outside, panting, and said to the concubine, "The master is back."
The concubine immediately stood up and was about to go outside to greet Zheng Jihua when the old nanny pushed her back.
"You should go and keep the young lady company."
The concubine immediately had her maid stand aside, and she pressed the medicine packet on Yan Yun's face hard.
Yan Yun winced in pain, but his concubine didn't notice anything unusual about him.
She kept her eyes on the door, waiting for Zheng Jihua to come over.
As soon as Zheng Jihua entered, he went straight to Yan Yun.
The concubine hurriedly let go of his hand, feigning surprise, "My lord, why are you back?"
The concubine's nagging backfired.
Zheng Jihua pushed the concubine away.
If he doesn't come back soon, this courtyard will be in complete chaos.
His gaze fell on Yan Yun's face, which was covered in bruises.
"How did it get so serious!"
He gave a sharp shout? The concubine was startled.
The maids beside her all knelt down, and Xiaoqian didn't know how to speak.
Zheng Jihua then looked at her patiently, her tone harsh, "Can't you hear me? I'm asking you, how did Ning'er's face get done?"
He knew the reason, of course, but he still wanted to confirm it again.
The concubine said tremblingly, "I heard from the maid that Mother was disciplining the maids in the mansion, and Ning'er rushed over and was accidentally injured."
Zheng Jihua retorted angrily, "Did I say anything? As long as Miss is around, nothing can be touched. Who laid a hand on her?"
The concubine looked at the maid beside her, "Who is it?"
The maids answered tremblingly, "It's Granny Zhu."
Zheng Jihua squatted down, looked at the medicine bag placed to the side, and asked the maid what this was.
The concubine knew the purpose of the medicine packet, so she walked up to Zheng Jihua and personally demonstrated it to him.
Once it feels warm to the touch, you should soak it in cool water and apply it to Yan Yun's face until it's ice-cold.
Yan Yun's face is still burning hot, so she has to keep changing it.
Zheng Jihua gently applied the medicine to Yan Yun's face. The droplets from the medicine packet landed on the corner of Yan Yun's eye, making it look like she was crying.
Zheng Jihua was furious.
"Come and watch over Ning'er."
Zheng Jihua immediately went to the old lady's courtyard, but before he could even speak, Yan Yun came in to report, "My lord, Granny Zhu has hanged herself."
Zheng Jihua didn't believe it and immediately had her maid take her there.
His anger subsided.
"Take me to see it."
When the maids brought Zheng Jihua to the courtyard, they pushed aside the space where Granny Zhu lived. Because Granny Zhu always stayed with the old lady, she didn't have to squeeze in with the other maids; she had her own room.
Upon opening the door, the three-foot-long white silk ribbon came into view, and Granny Zhu's body had already fallen straight down, her eyes rolled back.
Zheng Jihua walked over, and then there was absolutely no further movement.
Zheng Jihua, however, felt unsatisfied and said, "Slap her face until it's bruised too."
The maidservant beside her said tremblingly, "The old woman has already passed away."
"What? Can't you hear what I'm saying?"
The maids could naturally hear it.
An elderly lady walked over from next door.
She looked at Zheng Jihua and said, "She knows she was wrong, and she has already paid for it with her life. Why should she continue to humiliate her like this in front of her corpse?"
Zheng Jihua looked at the old lady.
"So, Mother means that you think Ning'er is not as important as an old nanny?"
The old lady said, "She has been with me for almost 30 years. It was because she knew that you cared about Ning'er that she hanged herself and used her life to apologize to Ning'er."
However, Zheng Jihua remained serious, and even the old lady who spoke up for Zhu Mama showed a hint of anger.
"Mother, let's go back to Changgu City."
The old lady looked at Zheng Jihua in confusion, "Why are you kicking me out?"
Zheng Jihua said, "Yuanjing is not peaceful, and Changgucheng needs my mother to guard it for me."
Zheng Jihua patiently explained.
The old lady, however, felt that this statement was an expression of anger directed at her because Yan Yun had been injured by Granny Zhu.
The old lady was also filled with unease. Lu Yan, who had been by her side, had now left. Zhu Mama, who had always served her, had hanged herself. Zheng Jihua was also going to send her back to Changgu City.
She's worked so hard to raise her child to this age, does she really have to suppress herself just for the sake of her child?
The old lady looked at Zheng Jihua and said, "If you are tired, go and rest."
The old lady naturally didn't want to return to Changgu City. Just as she said, if Lu Yan and Granny Zhu weren't by her side, she didn't know how she could spend the rest of her life in the ancient city.
After saying he would send the old lady back to Changgu City, Zheng Jihua went to Yan Yun's courtyard.
The concubine wasn't serious; she didn't change the medicine packet in her hand even though it was getting hot.
As soon as Zheng Jihua's hand approached, feeling the warmth from afar, he called his concubine away.
"Go find a doctor and ask about Ning'er's condition."
After lying down on the bed, Yan Yun completely lost his energy, and it was as if he had fallen seriously ill and was bedridden.
Zheng Jihua did not delegate any tasks to others, but stayed by Yan Yun's side, taking care of him day and night.
Zheng Jihua would personally taste the herbal decoctions that the doctors brought every day. The more he drank, the more bitter the taste became.
Those foolish, stubborn old doctors.
Although he was somewhat unhappy, he believed that good medicine tastes bitter. He also had candied fruits prepared, all of which he personally tasted before giving them to Yan Yun.
After one night.
Yan Yun was able to open his eyes, but his face felt like it wasn't his own; he couldn't feel its existence.
It got even worse the next day.
Lu Lan came from afar to request an audience. When she entered the room, she saw Zheng Jihua still busy with various tasks, so she immediately went to help.
"Please rest, sir. Let me do it."
Zheng Jihua looked at her with displeasure, "Why did you come here?"
Lu Lan said, "I came to see Ning'er. Because the master didn't come, I was very worried and couldn't sleep at night. This morning, the maids brought back the ointment that was to be used for Ning'er."
Lu Lan presented the ointment to Zheng Jihua with both hands, saying, "This can reduce redness and swelling when applied to the face. These are the medicines recommended by the doctors, and I had them specially prepared."
Zheng Jihua rubbed his inner temples.
"You have a heart."
Lu Lan nestled close to Zheng Jihua like a little bird, "Don't worry, sir."
After Lu Lan finished speaking, she walked to Yan Yun's side, took her hand, and said affectionately, "Ning'er, you must get better soon."
Yan Yun listened to her hypocritical voice without responding. She now realized that Lu Lan was even more hypocritical than she had imagined, and her methods were even more despicable than those of her former concubine.
Yan Yun was also worried about Qing'er, but with Zheng Jihua by her side, she didn't want Qing'er to receive too much attention from them. After this incident, Yan Yun felt that it would be just as good for Qing'er to stay in the manor.