Ming Yu knew very well that his body recovered incredibly fast. He had even come into contact with imperial doctors before, but Yuan Jing's skills were even better than those imperial doctors. The ointment he prepared was very cool and comfortable when applied to the wound, and it could also fade scars.
So where did this skilled doctor come from? And why was he so kind to him?
Ming Yu was in a state of contradiction. On the one hand, his psychological defenses kept collapsing in the face of Yuan Jing's retreat. On the other hand, he kept reminding himself that Yuan Jing's identity was not simple and that he had ulterior motives towards him.
If Yuan Jing knew what Mingyu was thinking, he would tell him that Mingyu was right and he just had ulterior motives and wanted to cultivate his own lover. Of course, he really treated Mingyu as a child now, except for teasing him occasionally. After all, Mingyu had no memory of his previous life and was just an eight-year-old child.
Look, Mingyu is holding a book and reading, but his mind is obviously not on the book. His eyebrows are knitted together, and he is seriously distracted. Yuan Jing walked over and rubbed his head: "What are you thinking about so much? Be careful not to think too much and grow slowly."
Yuan Jing taught him very seriously. After testing his literary and martial arts abilities, he decided to focus on both. However, the martial arts training could only begin after Mingyu's body was in good shape, so he should study first.
Mingyu felt like his head wasn't his own anymore. This doctor obviously had a bad taste. The more annoyed he was, the more happily the doctor rubbed his head.
He rolled his eyes and simply stopped reading. He put the book on the table, turned around and asked seriously, "Doctor Yuan, what is your purpose? Why don't we speak frankly? Also, your identity is fake, right? You are not a doctor in his thirties, right?"
Since he and Zhang Zhi were dressed up like this, he fully suspected that Yuan Jing was the same as them.
Yuan Jing smiled. He didn't want to keep it a secret from Ming Yu. He moved a chair over and sat down face to face with Ming Yu. He said, "You guessed right. Do you know why I rescued Zhang Zhi?"
Ming Yu looked at Yuan Jing's face in confusion. If it weren't for the yellowish complexion and a few wrinkles, he would have thought that this face would be more beautiful than Zhang Zhi's. Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched and an idea flashed in his mind: "Could you be Shuang'er? Then who are you?"
Yuan Jing gave a thumbs up. His lover was destined to be extraordinary. Even though she was young, she was very sharp. "You guessed right. I am a Shuang'er like Zhang Zhi. I was supposed to be sent to Liu Yangou's house, but I escaped halfway. The reason why I chose to return to Ningcheng and specially chose this house to stay temporarily was because my original name was Luo Yuanjing."
"Are you Shuang'er from the Luo Mansion next door?" Ming Yu widened his eyes.
In addition to cleaning, Zhang Zhi also had to do laundry and cook, and to cook he had to go out to buy groceries. After Zhang Zhi bravely went out, he found that no one could tell his identity, so he became bolder and asked the servants in the mansions on the same street about the situation, and then reported it to Yuan Jing and Ming Yu.
Ming Yu originally just listened to it for fun, but he didn't expect that there were such big implications. When Zhang Zhi was talking about the situation in the Luo Mansion next door with an indignant look on her face, Yuan Jing didn't show any abnormality, otherwise he would have discovered it earlier.
"But how old is Shuang'er? How could he have the same skills and medical expertise as you?" Ming Yu asked puzzledly.
Yuan Jing also had a goatee at home, so he was stroking his beard while talking to Ming Yu. Ming Yu now knew Shuang'er's identity, and looking at his actions, he felt it was a bit eye-irritating and his eyes twitched.
Yuan Jing not only stroked his goat beard, but also twisted it, thinking in his heart, how can I say it so that this kid won't be suspicious? "If I say that I escaped into the mountains and fell, and then a lot of things came to my mind, would you think I'm talking nonsense?"
Mingyu looked at Yuanjing with a look that said, "Do you think I'm a fool?" You're just talking nonsense.
Yuan Jing almost covered his face. Didn't he really believe it? But apart from the fact that he didn't fall, the facts were almost the same, so Yuan Jing continued to talk nonsense seriously: "Ming Yu, just think of it as a fall that opened my mind, and after opening my mind, I can also see some things that will happen in the future, such as my life experience."
Ming Yu was angry and didn't want to pay any attention to this bastard. This guy completely overturned his understanding of Shuang'er. Zhang Zhi was the typical Shuang'er.
But when it came to his background, Mingyu resisted the urge to turn around and leave, and asked, "What background?"
"Mingyu, have you ever heard of two women giving birth in the same mountain temple, and because they were too flustered, they took the wrong baby? If you haven't heard of it before, then you have heard of it right in front of you. I am the child who was taken away by mistake sixteen years ago. Sixteen years ago, the wife of Huaiyuan Hou and Luo Yonghai's original wife gave birth to a child at the same time, and the children were switched by mistake. If I am not mistaken, Zhao Han, who is in the capital at this time, is Shuang'er, who was supposed to be a child of the Luo family. He already knows his life experience, but does not want to return to the merchant family. From a marquis's Shuang'er to a merchant's Shuang'er, he thought of a way to make me become a dead person, so there is no need for us to be swapped. Huaiyuan Houfu will definitely not want him to return to the Luo family."
"It's just that the wife of the Marquis of Huaiyuan was born without any affection for Zhao Han. After she found out that the child was taken away by mistake, especially after Ningcheng sent the news that I had an accident, the wife of the Marquis of Huaiyuan ignored the Marquis of Huaiyuan's objection and came to Ningcheng in person. I decided to stay here just to wait for the wife of the Marquis of Huaiyuan. I was also afraid that Zhao Han would do something bad to her."
"Whether it's the Huaiyuan Marquis's Mansion or the Luo Mansion, the only one who truly cares about me is the Huaiyuan Marquis's wife, besides the deceased Luo Yonghai's original wife."
Ming Yu's ears perked up when he heard this. He clearly felt that this person was talking nonsense, but he still listened carefully and wanted to take what he said seriously.
If this person was really Shuang'er from Luo's mansion, how could he know that there was a Shuang'er named Zhao Han in Huaiyuan Marquis's mansion in Beijing since he had never been to Beijing? He had also heard of this Shuang'er. If she was really taken away by mistake, Huaiyuan Marquis's mansion would become a joke.
"Does Zhao Han have such great abilities?" Although he knew there was such a Shuang'er, he had never heard of how outstanding he was.
"Mingyu, how long have you been away from the capital? How would you know what Zhao Han is like now? Zhao Han doesn't have such great ability, but he knows how to choose men. Soon, the Prince of Cheng will marry Zhao Han as his concubine. Then you will know where his ability comes from. Not only will the Prince of Cheng help him, but the Huaiyuan Marquisate will also stand on his side. I am the most innocent and pitiful one."
The middle-aged man in his thirties with a mountain-shaped beard looked as if he was about to cry, which made Mingyu try to hold back. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head away, not wanting to look at this eye-irritating scene.
"How do you know so much?" Ming Yu's doubts grew. Could it be that he really became enlightened because of the fall and could see what would happen in the future? This man was obviously talking nonsense, but Ming Yu actually believed his nonsense. Ming Yu couldn't help but want to slap himself on the head, so that he could be more normal and not be fooled by him.
Yuan Jing pointed to his head and said, "I just saw it suddenly. I came back to confirm whether what I saw was true. If I can wait until the wife of Huaiyuan Marquis, then you should believe me."
Damn that makes sense!
Seeing Ming Yu huffing and puffing, Yuan Jing thought it was particularly cute. He couldn't help but rub his head and pinch his cheeks, making Ming Yu blush. "Okay, don't be angry. What I said about the Huaiyuan Marquis's Mansion and the Luo Mansion is true. After we pick up the Huaiyuan Marquis's wife, we will go to the capital together. You have to be mentally prepared."
Ming Yu was waiting for this moment, but when Yuan Jing said this, he became uneasy again, his eyes evasive: "Do you know who I am?"
"The prince of Cheng is called Xiao Mingrui. I think your surname is also Xiao, Mingyu. I don't know which mansion you are from."
This made Mingyu want to believe Yuanjing's words even more, otherwise how could he guess his identity? Because Shuang'er's upbringing was different from that of men, not to mention what the status of Luo Yuanjing in Luo Mansion was. Zhang Zhi had told them early on that it was impossible for them to be exposed to these things.
Mingyu was a little dejected, picked up the book again and said, "I know, I'm going to read now."
This was about to send him away, Yuan Jing patted his head and said, "Okay, you read the book, I will check your homework in the evening."
...Will it ever end?
The news of Liu Fu's death finally reached Ningcheng. Luo Yonghai immediately returned to the mansion after hearing the news outside. He was very worried, afraid that he would be involved. He never thought that Liu Fu would die. How could he die? Who was so bold as to kill the eunuch who was the confidant of the imperial concubine?
"By the way, quickly call back the people who are looking for that evil boy outside. There is no need to look for him anymore. Just announce his death." Luo Yonghai gave the order. Just treat him as if he died outside, lest someone come back to find him and let people know that the two children were originally going to be sent to Liu Fu's house.
Mrs. Luo also knew about it and was a little worried. Then she heard that Luo Yonghai forbade them to look for that little bitch Luo Yuanjing. She and her daughter were very happy. After the announcement of his death, the Luo family would no longer have this annoying little bitch.
Capital city, Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion.
"Madam, there is news. Madam, the people sent to Ningcheng are back." Madam Qian, the confidant of Huaiyuan Hou's wife Fan, hurried in from outside.
Mrs. Fan stood up hurriedly: "Where is the person? Call him in quickly."
"Okay, madam. I'll call someone in to question you." Nanny Qian turned around and went out to call someone.
Nanny Qian was Fan's dowry and had always been loyal to her, so she knew very well that her master had a worry. Strangely enough, the lady's twin daughter Zhao Han had never won her favor. At first, she thought it was because she had been taken to the old lady to be raised after birth. But recently, the lady's brother and sister-in-law were transferred back to the capital from other places, and when they saw the twin daughters, they found them strange. Zhao Han did not look like a member of Fan's natal family, nor like a member of the Zhao family.
This muttering made Fan's doubts even greater. Thinking of the chaotic scene of childbirth that year, she suspected that the wrong baby might have been taken away. So she asked someone to investigate another pregnant woman from that year. After some time, she finally found out that the pregnant woman was from Ningcheng, Jiangnan, and also found the midwife who delivered them.
According to what the midwife revealed, Fan was even more certain that the child was really taken away by the wrong person. The midwife clearly remembered that the child she gave birth to had an obvious butterfly-shaped birthmark, but Zhao Han did not have it.
If it weren't for the fact that she, the wife of the marquis, could not leave the mansion easily, Fan would have to go to Ningcheng in person. As a result, she could only ask another confidant to go to Ningcheng to inquire about the situation of the Luo family and check on the child.
As fate would have it, the servant who went to Ningcheng found an opportunity to meet Luo Yuanjing, but at that time Luo Yuanjing had not yet been given to Liu Fu by Luo Yonghai. The servant heard that Luo Yuanjing's situation was very bad, so he hurried back to the capital to report to the lady, so that the lady could take the young master back to the Marquis' Mansion as soon as possible. The young master of the Marquis' Mansion should not be ruined by a merchant.
Having seen Luo Yuanjing with her own eyes, the maid was extremely certain that Luo Yuanjing was the Madam's biological twin. His features and eyebrows were exactly the same as those of the Madam when she was young.
As soon as Mrs. Ding came in, she described the situation on the way to Ningcheng to Mrs. Fan in detail. When Mrs. Fan heard that Shuang'er was in a bad situation and that they were exactly the same as hers, she could no longer sit still and immediately wanted to go to Ningcheng to pick them up.
However, this matter had to be reported to the Marquis, after all, the child was his own, so Fan went to find the Marquis in person.
She suspected that her child was taken away by mistake and that Zhao Han was not her biological son. This was not the first time that Fan had told the Marquis about this. However, Zhao Dechang thought that Fan had gone crazy and asked how the child she had raised for sixteen years was not her own.
Besides, he is very satisfied with Zhao Han now. Zhao Han has hooked up with Prince Cheng's son Xiao Mingrui. His Majesty has always doted on the Imperial Concubine, and up to now he has no prince who can succeed to the throne. Almost no ministers are optimistic about the birth of a prince, so he vowed to adopt one from the royal family. Among those royal children, the Prince Cheng's son has a very high voice.
In Zhao Dechang's view, as long as he can enter Xiao Mingrui's backyard, it doesn't matter even if his status is low. As long as Xiao Mingrui sits on the throne, Zhao Han will not be able to escape the position of a concubine, and Marquis Huaiyuan will be able to take advantage of this favorable situation to make further progress.
So at this juncture, even if Zhao Han had taken the wrong child away, Zhao Dechang would make the best of it and would not return him to the Luo family in Ningcheng.
Now Fan came to tell him about this matter again, and also said that she had sent people to Ningcheng to check. Shuang'er from the Luo family in Ningcheng was exactly like her, and the Luo family treated the child very badly, so she asked the Marquis to send someone to bring the child back immediately.
Zhao Dechang was furious: "Where would you put Han'er if you brought him back? You've hurt Han'er's heart, and can you trust the words of a servant?"
Fan covered her heart and looked at her husband in disbelief. He still doubted her words at this point? Which mother would recognize her child by mistake? "Okay, okay, if you don't go, I will go to Ningcheng myself."
After Fan finished speaking, she turned around and left, asking people to pack up their gifts and prepare to leave for Ningcheng. Zhao Dechang was furious: "Stop! Stop my wife, I will see who dares to take your wife away from the capital!"
"Let's see who dares to stop us?" Fan was also angry, and her anger was mixed with disappointment in Zhao Dechang. She usually took care of the backyard for Zhao Dechang, and as long as those concubines and illegitimate sons and daughters did not get ahead of her, she would turn a blind eye. But did Zhao Dechang really treat her as a soft persimmon that he could bully?
The servants were in a dilemma, and soon everyone in the mansion knew that the Marquis and his wife had fallen out. Zhao Han, who was also in the mansion, also heard the news. A sneer appeared on his lips. It was good that they had fallen out. He had been disappointed with this couple for a long time. They didn't treat him like their own children, so don't blame him for being heartless.
However, compared to the Fan family, Marquis Huaiyuan is still useful to him, and he still needs the help of the Marquis's Mansion. In his previous life, he knew very well what kind of person Marquis Huaiyuan was. As long as it is beneficial to the Marquis's Mansion, his nominal father will definitely choose to stand on the side of benefit.
"Young Master, some people in the Marquis' Mansion are saying that the Second Young Master is not actually..." The servants serving him stammered and watched Zhao Han's expression carefully, fearing that Zhao Han would get angry and they, the servants, would be in trouble.
Ever since the quarrel between the Marquis and his wife, gossip had spread in the mansion, saying that their second young master was not the wife's biological child, but was taken away by mistake. The second young master was actually a merchant's son, and the reason why the wife quarreled with the Marquis was that she wanted to take her biological child back.
As servants, they share the fate of prosperity with their masters. If their masters are not doing well, how can they, the servants, have a good place to go? So after hearing those rumors, they were terrified.
Zhao Han sneered, "Isn't it just that I am not the biological child of Madam and Lord Marquis? But as long as my father recognizes me, I, Zhao Han, will be the master of this mansion. Don't worry, this mansion is still ruled by Lord Marquis and the old lady, not Madam."
The servant thought of how much the old lady and the marquis valued their master, and felt a little relieved. He asked again, "Will the madam really bring that man back?"
Zhao Han sneered. Bring him back? I believe that if the situation in Ningcheng is reported back, even if the man is still alive, neither the Marquis nor the old lady will let him set foot in the Marquis' Mansion. Don't blame him for being ruthless. In this world, people who don't work for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth. He doesn't want to repeat the tragic fate of his previous life. He wants to work hard to climb up, and Luo Yuanjing, this roadblock, will naturally be kicked away by him.
Thinking about the completely different experiences of the two in their previous lives, Zhao Han became extremely angry. Just because Luo Yuanjing was favored by the Prince of Cheng, the people in the Marquis' Mansion did not allow him to make trouble. They were even afraid that he would annoy the Prince of Cheng, so they hurriedly married him off to a distant place, making him unhappy for the rest of his life. In the end, after Xiao Mingrui inherited the throne, he watched Luo Yuanjing gradually become the Queen Mother from a Royal Concubine, while he died in depression.
If he could start over again, he would marry into the Chengwang Mansion first. He would make Luo Yuanjing look up to him from now on. However, Luo Yuanjing might be tortured to death by that rude eunuch before the Chengwang Prince ascended the throne. He specially chose the person for Luo Yuanjing. I wonder if Luo Yuanjing is satisfied now? Didn't this bitch ignore him because of her beauty?
Why did he know that Liu Fu was a pervert who liked to torture people? Because in his previous life, he had inquired about the situation in the Luo Mansion, which made him know that his biological father had sent his illegitimate twins to Liu Fu, but the twins disappeared within a year, while the Luo Mansion benefited from Liu Fu.
Just because of this thing he heard, and the fact that the Luo family is a merchant family, he has always been proud of his origin in a marquisate. How could he be willing to return to the Luo family and become a merchant's son?
He didn't expect that what he had learned in his previous life would be used in this life. Fan was so cruel to him in his previous life that she refused to agree to his request no matter how much he begged. In this life, he had to see what choice Fan would make.
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