"Madam, everyone in the capital is saying that our Third Young Master is overestimating his abilities. Even the people in the Shen family are laughing at him, saying..."
Xia Ying said indignantly, "They say our Third Young Master's ambitions are high as the sky, but his life is fragile as paper. This is such boasting."
"They also say that the Marquis was born into a humble family and his offspring are also crude. He wants to learn from them and take the imperial examinations. It's simply a foolish dream."
"He also said...he said a lot more, I can't even finish it."
Many of them are unbearable to hear.
Xia Ying was good at collecting information from various courtyards, so he naturally heard the most comprehensive information. This made the man so angry that he ran to his master to complain.
"Anything else?"
Yang Zhao was still writing and drawing calmly.
Xia Ying thought about it and quickly thought of something: "There's one more thing. I just received news that Wei Ya'er, who is taking care of the young master in Mingxuan Garden, needs some special medicinal herbs. She left early this morning with the old lady's permission and hasn't returned yet."
Yang Zhao paused slightly.
"Going out?"
"Yes, it happened this morning. Someone close to the old lady personally escorted her to the west corner gate."
Yang Zhao put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and pondered for a moment. Then, as if he had thought of something, he raised the corner of his lips and said, "Xia Ying, have someone guard the west corner gate. If they see Wei Yaer coming back, report back immediately."
"yes."
"Dongshuang, help me dress up." Yang Zhao's eyebrows curved slightly; "I should go see my son."
Mingxuan Garden.
“It hurts, it hurts…”
"Mother, mother...I want mother..."
When Yang Zhao came to the yard in a sedan chair, he heard Xuan Ge'er crying in the house.
Hoarse.
It makes people feel a little bit uncomfortable to hear it.
The corners of Yang Zhao's mouth rose slightly.
As I entered the room, a strong smell of medicine hit my nose. Xuan Ge'er, who was lying on the bed, had his limbs tied to the bed with soft cloth strips. He was wrapped in gauze soaked in black medicine, and there was also a piece of gauze on half of his face.
Nanny Xu and several maids took turns serving on the side.
When she saw Yang Zhao enter the room, Aunt Xu was shocked. "Husband, Madam, why are you here?"
"Mom, mom, it hurts, I want mom..."
Brother Xuan on the bed was crying out, struggling uncontrollably as if the pain from the medicine made him unable to control himself.
The originally chubby little guy has become much thinner.
"Brother Xuan is calling for his mother!"
Yang Zhao looked at the person on the bed and said softly.
Aunt Xu was sweating profusely and hurriedly explained, "The young master is calling for Madam."
Call her mom?
Oh!
Yang Zhao sat down beside the bed and carefully took his hand; "Xuan'er, mother is here, mother is here!"
"ah……"
Xuan Ge'er suddenly let out a scream.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much, I want my mother, I want my mother..." Xuan Ge'er started to struggle and cried.
Nanny Xu quickly stepped forward and said, "Madam, please don't touch the young master. He has burns all over his body and the rotten flesh has just been removed. His hands are also covered in burns. Don't touch him. The pain will be unbearable if you touch him."
Yang Zhao's eyes were red, and he turned to Dong Shuang and said, "Dong Shuang, go and get the longevity cream that His Majesty gave me."
"Yes, I'll go right away."
After a while.
Dong Shuang took out a large, exquisite jar and handed it to Madam Xu: "Madam, please give it to the young master. This longevity cream was specially given to my wife by His Majesty a few days ago. It has a very good analgesic effect..."
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