Chapter 97: Can you afford ten thousand taels of gold?
After the black-armored guard who went to the medicine house came back, Ling Feng reported to Jiang Lan.
Afterwards, Jiang Lan took Zheng Qian'er away in her own carriage. Mrs. Zheng originally wanted to go with them, but Jiang Lan said that the miracle doctor had his own rules and only saw patients and not their relatives.
Mrs. Zheng was still worried. Jiang Lan said that she would never kidnap and sell anyone. Mrs. Zheng thought about it and agreed. She repeatedly told her to take good care of Zheng Qian'er. She also asked someone to give the box of rose rouge to Jiang Lan. She had lied to her before when she said she would throw it away because she was afraid that there would be trouble.
In fact, Madam Zheng believed what Zheng Qian'er said, but the general's mansion was powerful, and she could not do anything to the other party with just a box of rouge. If they really fell out, the other party had the protection of the emperor and the empress, and it would be her family that would suffer.
But now with the help of Jiang Lan, the wife of the Marquis, the power of Marquis Jin'an is no less than that of the General's Mansion. Madam Zheng then took out the box of rouge so that the doctor could prescribe the right medicine.
On the way, Jiang Lan opened the rouge and smelled it. She could smell a faint floral scent. There was nothing wrong with it from the outside. It must have taken a lot of thought to tamper with it.
Zheng Qian'er confided her true feelings to Jiang Lan again. She had originally wanted to die and turn into a ghost to seek revenge on Cui Jingshu. It was her mother who pulled her back from the brink of death. Fearing that she would commit suicide again, she had her tied to the bed and asked a doctor to apply medicine to her. However, her face did not improve at all, and she lived a life worse than death every day.
She regretted having gone along with Cui Jingshu and not drawing a clear line with her earlier. If the miracle doctor could really cure her face, she swore that she would make Cui Jingshu pay the price!
As if surrendering, she told Jiang Lan all the secrets she knew about Cui Jingshu.
Cui Jingshu is petty and vindictive. Because she was jealous that her cousin was prettier than her, she framed her cousin and caused her to fall from her horse and break her leg, becoming a cripple. Any maid in the family who was eye-catching would have a bad ending. Just look at the maid Qiu Tong who was beside her. She was not very pretty, but being with Cui Jingshu made her look even more extraordinary and beautiful.
Moreover, she looked down on Prince An's mother, Concubine Qing, thinking that she was not favored by the emperor and could no longer stay in the palace, so she could only hide outside the palace to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures. She thought that Prince An was not favored because of his mother, and it would be better for her to die early like Concubine Hui. Maybe the emperor would favor Prince An more.
"If the Sixth Prince knew that she said this about Concubine Qing behind her back, I wonder how she would be able to pretend in the future!" Zheng Qian'er felt happy just thinking about it, as if she had avenged a great hatred.
Because she was too excited, the wound on her face opened again and began to itch. Zheng Qianer raised her hand to scratch her face, but Jiang Lan immediately grabbed her hand to stop her and told her not to scratch.
Zheng Qian'er felt both pain and itch, as if she was being bitten by millions of ants. She could no longer listen to Jiang Lan and struggled violently, unleashing as much strength as an adult man. Jiang Lan almost threw herself on her, but still couldn't control Zheng Qian'er, who was as energetic as a chicken, and hurriedly called Ling Feng to come in for help.
Ling Feng tied the man up quickly and efficiently, and also stuffed Zheng Qianer's mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue to commit suicide.
"Hold on a little longer, we'll be there soon." Jiang Lan looked at Zheng Qian'er who could only whimper, and felt a little reluctant in her heart. She told her that they were just ahead to distract her attention, and Zheng Qian'er's whimpering gradually subsided.
After the carriage stopped outside the medicine house, Jiang Lan got off first, and then Ling Feng asked two black-armored guards to carry Zheng Qianer in.
When Ye Rushui saw the patient with her hands and feet bound and her mouth gagged, she asked, "Can this girl bite people?"
Zheng Qian'er was stunned when she saw this miracle doctor for the first time, and for a moment she forgot about the itch on her face.
It was not only because the other person had snow-white hair, but also because his face was too charming and handsome, with half a golden mask covering one eye, making him look like a fairy from an alien land.
"She doesn't bite." Seeing that Zheng Qian'er had calmed down, Jiang Lan took out the handkerchief that had been stuffed in her mouth. Seeing that she was still staring at Ye Rushui, she coughed lightly and reminded her, "This is the miracle doctor."
After Zheng Qian'er came to her senses, she quickly begged the doctor to save her. She could afford any amount of money as long as he could cure her face.
"Can you afford ten thousand taels of gold, young lady?" Ye Rushui asked, her voice as light as water.
Zheng Qian'er was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect the other party to ask for such a high price. She agreed reluctantly. As long as her face could be cured, she would accept any price.
"I was just joking, young lady, you don't have to take it seriously." Ye Rushui opened the medicine box and prepared to see the patient.
“.…..”
Zheng Qianer was almost driven into autism by his two short sentences, and the good impression she had of that face dropped a little.
Jiang Lan went over and handed the box of rose rouge to Ye Rushui, telling him that someone might have tampered with the rouge. Ye Rushui first opened the rouge and took a look, then leaned in to smell it, then closed the lid, took out a pair of scissors and a pair of tweezers from the medicine box and walked towards Zheng Qianer.
"What are you going to do..." Zheng Qian'er moved back in fear when she saw him coming with scissors and tweezers, as if he was going to perform an autopsy on her. Jiang Lan said that he wanted to cut the gauze wrapped around her face first. Zheng Qian'er didn't want anyone to see her face and refused to cooperate.
"I am most afraid of encountering disobedient patients. If you don't want to be treated, please go back." Ye Rushui's tone was as light as water as always. It was neither cold nor friendly. It was like a pool of calm deep water, always maintaining a calm and composed look, neither arrogant nor impatient, as if he had no temper. But if he didn't want to be treated, it would be useless to say all the nice things.
Zheng Qian'er felt that he had no understanding for others and burst into tears again out of grievance.
"Then let the miracle doctor stay here alone, and we'll go out first." Jiang Lan brought Ling Feng out first and closed the door.
About an hour later, the door of the house opened, and Ye Rushui went to the backyard with the basin. When he came back, Jiang Lan went to ask him how the situation was. He said, "To cure her, we must first cut out the rotten flesh and let new flesh grow. After the effect of the Ma Fei San wears off, she will be in so much pain that she won't want to live anymore." Having said that, he asked Ling Feng to go in and tie the person up tightly.
Jiang Lan followed Ling Feng in and took a look. The room was filled with a fresh scent of pine and cypress, which almost diluted the smell of blood and decay. Zheng Qian'er's face was wrapped with new gauze, and she was still sleeping.
Ling Feng used very professional techniques to tie the man up very tightly, even tighter than tying a pig.
As the effects of the Ma Fei Powder wore off, a searing pain resurfaced on Zheng Qian'er's face, like being cut by a knife. She felt like dying. Jiang Lan asked if there was any way to make her feel better. Ye Rushui said yes, and then gave Zheng Qian'er two injections. She fell asleep, but soon woke up again due to the pain. Ye Rushui gave her two more injections...
Only after changing the medicine in the evening did Zheng Qianer feel a little better.
Jiang Lan left the person here and asked Ling Feng to go to Zheng Mansion first to deliver a message to Madam Zheng, saying that Zheng Qian'er's face could be cured and she would be sent back after it was cured.
After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Jiang Lan asked Qing'er if the box of rouge that Cui Jingshu had given her was still there. Qing'er went to find it. Jiang Lan opened the lid and smelled it carefully for a while. Qing'er asked her if there was anything wrong. She was not sure at the moment, so she decided to bring it to Ye Rushui for a look the next day.
The next day, when Jiang Lan came to see Zheng Qianer, she gave the box of rouge to Ye Rushui and asked him to help check if there was any problem. After Ye Rushui opened it and smelled the smell, he told her that the ingredients of the two boxes of rouge were the same.
He had worked out the formula for this box of rouge last night. He could accurately distinguish the scents of the various herbs mixed in it. One of the scents was very faint. He had smelled it in the countryside before. The villagers called it rotten grass. It would make the skin itchy if touched, and if it came into contact with its juice, the skin and flesh would rot.
He also tried it himself at that time. He applied the juice on the back of his hand. Redness and swelling occurred in one day, sores appeared in two days, and ulcers appeared in three days. If the juice of this grass is added to rouge, the effect will not be immediate if the dosage is controlled. After a long time, the medicinal effect will penetrate the skin and the symptoms will become apparent.
Jiang Lan was still wondering whether the rouge had been tampered with in Ningzhi Pavilion or after it was bought?
"How often do you and the Marquis sleep together?" Ye Rushui asked calmly.
“.…..”
Jiang Lan's face was redder than a cooked crab, and white steam was almost coming out of her head.
Before the two got married, Ye Rushui reminded Qi Wuhan that Jiang Lan's body had not fully recovered yet, and it would be better to wait a year before having a child. If they had to have sex, it should not be too frequent. She also talked to Qi Wuhan alone about the date and asked him to restrain himself and not act like a beast.
"He's not here these two days..." Jiang Lan replied blushing.
Ye Rushui took her pulse and said that she was a little frightened in the past two days. She taught her to boil Chinese jujube seeds in water and drink it to calm the mind and help her sleep.
On the way back, Jiang Lan told Ling Feng about her doubts. She felt that the problem was most likely with Ningzhi Pavilion and planned to go to the store to find out the truth.
"Madam, please wait until the Marquis returns before going." Ling Feng advised, "I will send someone to secretly monitor the activities in the store."
Jiang Lan also took the advice and decided not to go to the store for the time being.
When he was almost at the Marquis' Mansion, Ling Feng saw someone waiting at the gate, frowned, and reported to Jiang Lan that the people from the Imperial City Bureau had come again.
Jiang Lan pushed aside the curtain and looked forward, seeing Ji Quan and two of his men waiting at the door. She quickly thought of a countermeasure. After the carriage stopped, she just pushed aside the curtain and got out, and Ji Quan came over and greeted her, "Where have you been, madam, in this cold weather?" He glanced into the carriage again, as if to see if there was anyone else inside.
"Can't I just go out for a walk?" Jiang Lan asked back calmly.
Ji Quan curled his lips and changed the subject, "It's very cold outside, Madam, won't you invite me in to sit for a while?"
Jiang Lan invited him in, as she herself felt very cold.
After arriving in the hall, Jiang Lan had someone serve him a cup of hot tea and asked him what he wanted to ask this time.
Ji Quan picked up the teacup, scraped it, took a sip, and said, "I heard that Madam went to see Miss Zheng. Did she find out anything?"
"Hasn't your Excellency gone to see it?" Jiang Lan asked tentatively.
Ji Quan sneered and said, "People outside say that the people in the Imperial City Bureau are a bunch of mad dogs who bite whoever they catch. Who would invite me in for a cup of tea like you did, Madam?"
"If I say that this matter is related to the General's Mansion, would you dare to investigate?" Jiang Lan asked.
Ji Quan said "Oh?" and said four words politely, "I'd like to hear more about it."
Jiang Lan then mentioned the rouge that Cui Jingshu had given her before. The rouge was custom-made at Ningzhi Pavilion.
Ji Quan put down the teacup and said that they would find out after bringing the man back and questioning him.
Jiang Lan asked him who he was going to catch, and he said the owner of Ningzhi Pavilion.
"If you torture them severely, they'll confess everything."
“…”
Jiang Lan was speechless. Like a ruthless bandit, she couldn't blame others for saying bad things about her. She calmed down and said, "Sir, if you take him away now, aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy?"
"That's right." Ji Quan sat down again, picked up the teacup and scraped it. "Then what does Madam say we should do?"
"Let someone keep an eye on it first." Jiang Lan said.
"Is the Marquis not back yet?" Ji Quan suddenly asked.
Jiang Lan asked cautiously, "Why are you asking this?"
"I just heard that there seemed to be some trouble in the military camp." Ji Quan kept the secret again, whetting people's appetite.
Jiang Lan said, "Your Excellency is really well-informed."
"So, there is really trouble in the military camp." Ji Quan curled his lips, revealing a hint of cunning.
"What trouble?" Jiang Lan blinked, looking confused as if she knew nothing.
"It seems so," Ji Quan paused deliberately and lowered his voice, "someone from Beimo has sneaked in."
When Jiang Lan heard the word Beimo, her heart skipped a beat. The hand wearing the eagle-shaped ring flashed through her mind. She suppressed her uneasiness, looked at the teacup in her hand, and thought silently.
"If you have nothing else to do, please go back." Ling Feng gestured for him to leave.
Jiang Lan stood up and left silently.
Ji Quan put down the teacup, stood up, brushed off the clothes in front of his shoulders, turned and left.
After Ling Feng came out, he saw Jiang Lan standing in front of him and walked up to her quickly, saying, "Madam, don't worry. The Marquis will be fine." Jiang Lan nodded and asked, "Are there really people from the Northern Desert?" Ling Feng replied, "We can't be sure at the moment, but even if they are, they can't do anything to the Marquis." Jiang Lan smiled and said, "Yes, he is the most powerful~"
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A bright moon hangs in the night sky, and the ground looks like a layer of silver frost.
By the campfire, Qi Wuhan and his soldiers drank strong liquor to keep warm.
When he looked up at the bright moon above his head, Jiang Lan's gentle and lovely smile seemed to emerge in the bright moonlight... He raised his head and took a big gulp of strong liquor. He really wanted to shout to the moon, "Xiao Lan'er~"
A spy hurried back to report the situation. A suspicious fire was found in a cave thirty miles away from the camp. Two people were guarding the cave entrance, both equipped with scimitars.
Qi Wuhan led a team ahead, and another team followed behind.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on his dark hair, emitting a cold and chilling light...
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