Refusing is not an option either.

Not refusing is not an option either.

What should we do?

The Duchess looked troubled.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Shuwan became even more suspicious that there was something wrong with her condition.

She had wondered before that the Duchess was known in the capital for her good health and had managed the Duke's family inside and out for many years without ever entrusting it to anyone else.

Pei Jing has been married into the Duke's mansion for five years, but he has never been asked to help manage the household affairs. His ability to manage the household affairs so well shows that he is a very energetic person.

However, this person suddenly fell ill.

The timing of her illness was also quite strange; Pei Jing had just returned to the Marquis's residence in tears, and then she fell ill.

Such a delicate moment left her no room for hesitation.

Now it seems there really was a problem.

Having made up her mind, Jiang Shuwan became even calmer. She simply smiled at the Duchess, neither speaking nor pressuring her to make a decision.

However, her silence was also a form of coercion.

The Duchess felt a terrifying sense of oppression pressing down on her, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. For a moment, she didn't dare to meet Jiang Shuwan's eyes.

How dare a junior force me to this point!

Her fingers were twisting a dark blue handkerchief embroidered with the character "福" (fortune).

In that instant, she felt a surge of disgust towards Jin Jiaoniang.

You unruly fellow, you've broken the rules of the manor, and now I have to clean up your mess.

She was utterly disgusted, but on the surface she still had to put on a smiling face.

"Actually, I'm almost fully recovered, but I couldn't refuse the old lady's kind offer."

"Please thank the old lady on my behalf, Your Highness's wife."

When the Duchess placed her hand on the table, Pei Shushu was dumbfounded.

"..."

Help!

She really doesn't know how to treat patients!

Pei Shushu looked at Jiang Shuwan pleadingly, but Jiang Shuwan just smiled faintly.

"Of course, we're all family. Sister Shushu, what are you standing there for? Go and give Madam a pulse diagnosis."

It's cracked!

The Crown Prince's sister-in-law actually wanted her to treat the Duchess.

Heaven have mercy, she was just helping the doctor at the pharmacy brew a few doses of medicine for the patients.

She knows absolutely nothing about treating patients...

Pei Shushu swallowed nervously. She secretly glanced at Jiang Shuwan and knew from Jiang Shuwan's calm and collected demeanor that she had to take her pulse.

In that case, she had to calm down and not embarrass the Crown Prince's sister-in-law.

Anyway, the Duchess didn't know that she couldn't cure diseases.

Then she'll just say things like, "The Duchess is tired and has poor health; she needs to take better care of herself," which is essentially meaningless.

These are all foolproof sales pitches; they definitely won't give you away.

Thinking of this, Pei Shushu felt less panicked.

But this was her first time lying, and she was lying to the Duchess of the State. She couldn't help but feel flustered. She stepped forward nervously and, imitating the doctor at the pharmacy, placed her fingers on the Duchess's wrist.

Every second of pretending to take her pulse was torture for Pei Shushu.

It's also very exciting...

Who understands, family members? Just a second ago, Sister Pei Jing said that she could only marry an ordinary person and live a normal life.

Now she's directly deceiving the Duchess...

This is fucking too exciting!

Pei Jing, meanwhile, was watching intently as she took her pulse, and asked curiously, "When did you learn to treat illnesses? I had no idea..."

"..."

What a coincidence!

I just found out too.

Pei Shushu felt incredibly bitter, and for a moment she didn't know what expression to use when facing Pei Jing.

However, the Duchess gleaned a different meaning from their conversation.

They're all family, and studying medicine isn't something shameful, yet Pei Shushu kept it a secret from Pei Jing. This shows how cunning Pei Shushu is...

No wonder Madam Pei sent her.

No wonder she's a woman who's lived through two dynasties!

What a clever scheme!

The Duchess admired her greatly, but when she glanced at Jiang Shuwan, she instantly felt contempt.

At this moment, Jiang Shuwan was sitting obediently in a chair eating snacks. Many of the snacks in the Duke's mansion were of the style from the palace, which she had never eaten before. She liked them and shared a piece with Qingxing.

"Miss, the pastries at the Duke's mansion are delicious."

"Of course, this is the Duke's mansion. Have another piece. After all, these are palace pastries. You might not have another chance to eat them after this one."

After saying that, Jiang Shuwan gave Qingxing another piece of apricot.

God!

That's so stupid!

How could Prince Wenyuan have married such a foolish woman?

She blushes easily when praised, and now she's even sharing snacks with her daughter.

How can there be such stupid people in the world?

Speechless.

Where did this naive and innocent girl come from? I really don't know how she managed to marry into the Marquis's mansion...

Then look at Pei Shushu, who was taking her pulse. She was the complete opposite of Jiang Shuwan. She entered the room without showing off and was extremely low-key. Unexpectedly, she was cunning and had a special skill.

Thinking of this, the Duchess became increasingly uneasy, especially when she saw the unpredictable changes in Pei Shushu's expression, she secretly cursed the situation.

Oh no!

She probably already realized she was faking illness...

In an instant, the Duchess's mood plummeted to rock bottom.

On the other side, Pei Shushu's legs went weak when she noticed the Duchess's gaze on her.

Heavens have mercy! She really wasn't bold enough to lie in front of the Duchess and still not flinch...

Her face turned even paler, and the Duchess became even more uneasy seeing her like this.

Both of them were equally anxious, and their backs were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

After taking her pulse, the Duchess didn't even dare to ask about her illness. She tried to change the subject, but Pei Jing grabbed Pei Shushu's hand.

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