It looked like she was feeding her own blood to Mr. Jiang.

In fact, she was fed spiritual springs and life-sustaining thousand-year-old ginseng extract.

This move was so unexpected that the three Yins and Grandma Tang all opened their mouths in amazement.

"Witchcraft!" the person at the door exclaimed.

"Not sorcery, but a witch doctor, right?" said the worldly-wise man.

"Most of the witch doctors in Southern Xinjiang are women. I didn't expect that after coming to our Zhao Kingdom, she looks quite like our Zhao Kingdom people."

"She's still young, only about fifteen."

"Will this work?"

There were whispered questioning voices.

The three silver coins felt uneasy and consciously wanted to stop it.

Grandma Tang raised her arm and stopped him. "Don't go. I don't care if it's a witch doctor, a Taoist doctor, or a bell doctor. As long as she can save me, she will be my fairy lady!"

Jiang Ying's hands trembled, and he was extremely depressed.

Old lady, you should think in your heart that your fairy lady has become a fairy, but I don’t want to be one!

One, two, three, four, five…

Jiang Ying counted silently in her heart, and when she counted to twenty, she withdrew her hand.

Seeing this, Grandma Tang crawled over with her hands and feet, "Fairy, is this... is this enough? Why hasn't the old man woken up yet?"

Jiang Ying was wondering what kind of fairy lady she was calling, but the person on the imperial concubine's chair suddenly raised her chest greatly, and then opened her eyes.

Confused, "Grandma Tang, why are you on the ground? Who punished you?"

Grandma Tang: "..."

Her face was filled with shock, and her facial features were all trembling. She already looked ugly with scowls and frowns, and now she looked even worse.

He raised his hands above his head and shouted, "Please accept my worship, Fairy!"

The three people beside him were all confused. They felt happy inside, but they didn't know whether they should worship the fairy lady first or the old man.

In the end, emotion prevailed over reason, and everything bypassed Grandma Tang and rushed towards the old man.

"Wuwuwuwu, old man, you scared me to death!"

"Old man, do you still feel stuffy in your chest?"

"Okay, okay, I'm glad you're awake. Yinping has gone to get the medicine, and she'll be back early tomorrow morning."

Everyone is happy.

Including the guarding monks and strangers outside.

Behind closed doors, the old man leaned weakly on the pillow. Because his eyesight was not very good, he squinted slightly when looking at Jiang Ying, but his expression was very kind.

"My dear child, I am sorry for your trouble. I don't know how much effort you put in to rescue me, an old woman who is about to die, from the hands of Prince Yan."

Jiang Ying nodded, "It's not that difficult."

"Good boy, can you come forward a little so I can take a good look at you?"

It's normal to be grateful to the benefactor who saved his life, but in addition to gratitude, Mr. Jiang also had an indescribable strange feeling.

It was as if she had been waiting for this person for a long time.

Jiang Ying stepped forward as he was told.

As she approached step by step, while Mr. Jiang was looking at her, she was also looking at Mr. Jiang silently.

Her facial features are noble, her temperament is solemn, and her makeup is meticulous.

It can be seen that when she was young, she was not only beautiful, but also a pampered, sophisticated, and long-term high-ranking noblewoman.

Jiang Ying was very envious and wished she could dress like this to become a winner in life.

It's not that she has a bad fate. She was reborn as the real daughter of a wealthy family who was switched. The lady was born to be a maid, and the concubine was a cannon fodder and was killed. All the merits were taken by her.

What a miserable life!

In a daze, Old Man Jiang held her hand and said, "Good child, I see you are very kind, and you saved my life, so why not take you as my goddaughter? What do you think?"

The Duke's Mansion offered money, but Mr. Jiang felt that money was not enough to express his gratitude.

She is all alone, and is said to be raising a one-month-old baby. She must be unloved in the family. If she becomes a godparent, with money and status, her predicament can be completely solved.

Jiang Ying was surprised by the old man's unusual behavior.

Adopting a godparent? Isn't it just a matter of giving him some money to get rid of him?

"Old man, you are so old, won't you suspect that I have other intentions?" Jiang Ying asked.

Because she really has other intentions.

Just like Xiao Yanji said, first use the life-saving favor to win the favor of the old people, and then get closer to them little by little until you get back your status as a legitimate daughter.

Old Master Jiang curled his lips. "There is no such thing as good things without reason in this world, but it is a fact that you saved me. Even if you knew my identity in advance and deliberately tried to please me, what's wrong?

"Girl, when you reach my age, you will understand that the good things you want are much more reassuring than the good things you don't want."

Jiang Ying had nothing to say.

She took out a thumb-sized crystal stone from the spiritual spring and said, "I do want this, but I can't tell you now. This stone can relieve acute illnesses if you soak it in water. If you believe me, you can scrape off a fingernail-sized amount of powder and mix it with water to drink every day."

Lian looked at the stone and smiled slowly, "I heard from Grandma Tang that you saved me with your own blood?"

Jiang Ying didn't answer, but smiled and said, "Do you think this is weird, old man?"

Lian shook his head. "Whether it's weird or not depends on what it is. If it's used to save people, then it's not weird."

Hearing this, Jiang Ying's shoulders sank slightly and he relaxed.

Fortunately, her grandmother is of good quality, sensible, and a rare old lady who is not pedantic and has a heart as clear as a mirror.

Can be dealt with!

"The old man just woke up and must be very tired. I will leave now without disturbing you." Jiang Ying stood up and casually placed the Lingquan crystal stone on the teacup tray.

Lian 꿻 glanced at her and smiled, "You really look down on me, your godmother who won't live long?"

Jiang Ying looked back and said, "Don't worry, it's fate, I don't care if you don't acknowledge it."

Even though he was laughing, his throat suddenly felt itchy and he couldn't help but coughing twice.

Miraculously, the pain in my chest doesn't hurt as much as before.

The fingertips covering her lips stiffened slightly, her eyes brightened and then dimmed, and she thought it must be an illusion.

Even if it is a miracle drug, it won't work so quickly.

She chuckled, "Okay, then don't admit it. Well, other than this, do you have any difficulties? As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

Jiang Ying thought about it and said, "Okay, then give me 500 taels. I'm a bit short of money recently."

Hearing this, the old man really laughed, his eyes narrowed, and told Grandma Tang, "Go, bring one thousand taels to Mr. Jiang."

One thousand taels is not a lot.

Ordinary people will never see so much money in their lifetime.

It is enough to buy a small courtyard with two entrances in the land-scarce West City.

But when the old man asked for one thousand taels, neither Grandma Tang nor Yin Shuang, Yin Zhu, or Yin Rui showed any sign of abnormality.

This is enough to show their obedience and trust in Mr. Jiang.

He didn't look down on Jiang Ying at all, nor did he think she was asking for too much.

Jiang Ying felt very good. When he returned to the meditation room with the 1,200 taels in his hand, the wind blowing in his face tasted sweet.

This is her family.

very nice.

How can Jiang Yilin be worthy of such a good family?