Chapter 59 An Lingrong 2
"Oh, Madam! I, I'll go ask a doctor to come and take a look!" Aunt Xiao didn't expect that the kick was so powerful that it actually kicked the pedestrian like this. She hurriedly asked for someone to call a doctor.
Mrs. Lin hurriedly stopped her, "No need, Zhifu. It just looks scary, but it's actually not a big deal. Please get the medicine from my box. I'll apply it on the wound and it will be healed in a few days."
Ling Rong stared at the wound, pursed her lips and said nothing, but when Aunt Xiao Zhifu turned around, she said, "Don't worry, Aunt, I have a better bottle. I'll get it to Mother."
With that, she ran to her boudoir, found a porcelain box containing medicine, added the remaining half bottle of SZ improved medicine into it, turned it into an ointment, and waited until the ointment was half solidified before running away.
It was getting a little late, but he still made his eyes red.
Sure enough, seeing that her eyes were red, Mrs. Lin and Aunt Xiao did not ask her why she had been gone for so long.
Lin lay on the bed, half-undressed, and watched with comfort as Lingrong carefully applied the medicine to her bruises. She had initially thought a little girl like her wouldn't have any good medicine, but she was moved by her daughter's filial piety and pretended to be well even if things weren't going well. Unexpectedly, the medicine immediately felt icy cold, and the dull pain from the wound disappeared.
"It's really a top-notch medicine for wounds. Where did you get this medicine, Lingrong?" Lin Xiu picked up the medicine box and felt a sense of relief just by smelling it. How could their family possibly get such a good thing? She hurriedly took her daughter's hand and asked carefully:
"Tell me the truth, mother. Where did you get this medicine? My daughter, you're going to participate in the talent show next year. If something goes wrong now, you don't know who your evil father will sell you to as a concubine."
"Lingrong, you can't be confused at this time!"
As she spoke, tears actually fell from Lin Xiu's half-blind eyes. It was unclear whether she was worried about her daughter's future, or thinking about her own poor judgment of people, or both.
An Lingrong took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped her mother's tears. "Don't worry, mother. I asked my maid to buy this medicine for me when she was selling my embroidery."
"It just so happened that the embroidery I made last time was favored by a passing Westerner, and this medicine is from them." Lingrong did not lie. She did send her maid out two days ago and did ask her to buy medicine for the wound, and the medicine was indeed bought from that blond-haired, green-eyed Westerner.
However, the box of medicine was very ordinary. With her naturally good nose, Lingrong knew that it only contained a bunch of worthless herbs, so she threw it aside and ignored it.
But now she brought it up to fool this naive mother.
Lin Xiu was indeed half-believing and half-doubting after hearing this. After she called her maid to confirm that it was true, she immediately relaxed and became gentle and docile again, and stopped asking questions.
An Lingrong comforted her mother for the time being, and after she and Aunt Xiao helped her to sleep, she returned to her room and began to carefully sort out her memories and skills from her previous life.
She silently reviewed her life, and couldn't help but feel suffocated by the heavy emotions in her memories. When she thought of her father An Bihuai, she was even more resentful.
If her tragic life was the result of multiple factors, then An Bihuai must be the most shameful and humiliating reason among them.
If this man had not repeatedly held her back, she would not have been caught by the Queen, Zhen Huan, and Lu Shi one after another, and would not have been forced to throw her self-esteem on the ground time and time again and let others trample on her.
This time, she would never let that idiot hold her back again. Thinking of this, Lingrong took advantage of the fact that it was still early and Father An should not have gone to bed yet, and hurried to the kitchen. She gave the chef a hundred yuan and begged him to help her make a plate of dim sum according to her recipe.
He took out most of it and gave it to his mother. He then mixed the remaining three or two into a bowl of sweet soup, put them in the lunch box, and ran to An's father's study in the front yard.
An Bihuai, a former spice merchant, had secured a minor official position thanks to the dedicated embroidery work of An Lingrong's mother, Lin Xiu. Although he now tried to emulate the aristocratic family, his demeanor was counterproductive. Yesterday, he demanded that women observe the Three Obediences and Four Virtues and not wander into public life; today, he had forgotten all about it and summoned Fang to his study, where the two of them were fooling around.
An Bihuai was just gasping for breath when he heard a servant come to report that the eldest lady wanted to see him.
"Huh... I don't see him. Get him out of here!" An Bihuai told An Lingrong to get out without even understanding her intentions. Fang's eyes rolled around below him, but she deliberately provoked him: "Master, let go quickly. The young lady always knows how to behave. Maybe she has something to ask you~"
She deliberately turned around and ran away, leaving the man feeling uncomfortable and suffocated. She acted shyly to please An Lingrong.
An Bihuai had never liked his daughter in the first place, and now that she had ruined his plans, he could no longer bear it. In his anger, he picked up the inkstone on the desk and smashed it directly in the direction where Ling Rong came in.
An Lingrong didn't even glance at the inkstone, letting it shatter at her feet, a gentle smile still on her face. "Daddy, why are you so angry in broad daylight? Are you still mad at me about that stick of ink?"
As he spoke, he turned around and nodded to Fang: "Madam Fang's face is so red, do you have a fever? Do you need to see a doctor?"
"There's no need for you to point fingers here. A girl running up to the front has no manners or manners at all. Your mother has really taught you bad things." An Bihuai looked at her with dissatisfaction, and his tone of scolding was justified.
An Lingrong's smile became more and more like a temperless Buddha. She did not say anything about Shuyi's past unruly behavior. She just put the food box on the table beside her and brought out the snacks and sweet soup.
"Father is right. I have sincerely repented. I thought you are still so angry about my daughter's matter and probably haven't eaten yet. I asked the chef in the kitchen to make some snacks. Would you like to try some?"
An Bihuai touched his empty stomach and was indeed a little hungry, but it was not because he was angry with An Lingrong, but because he was seduced by the enchantress Fang.
Thinking of this, An Bihuai pretended to cough twice and let An Lingrong and Fang serve him snacks on his left and right.
Lingrong was standing on the right. She had drunk the SB potion and had sharp eyes and ears. She noticed the hair loss on An Bihuai's clothes at a glance. She raised her hand while cleaning the dishes and grabbed a few hairs.
When she returned to her room, she directly took out a loyalty talisman and activated it.
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