Chapter 30 The Little Boy Who Can't Speak
"Are you doing this on purpose? You keep talking about one thousand taels every time you open your mouth. Do you really think the ointment you made is a miracle drug?" There was disgust and hatred on Mu's well-maintained face.
"It's up to you whether to buy it or not. I'm not forcing you to buy it." Nan Jiao said nonchalantly.
Jiang Zhiyan's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and she cried, "Grandma, mother, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have gone to see Fifth Sister that day, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten the rash."
"If she hadn't brought that wild girl into the general's mansion, how could you have suffered, my poor Zhiyan." Thinking of this, Mu felt more distressed for Jiang Zhiyan.
"No one forced her to touch Baoer, so who can she blame?" Nan Jiao sneered coldly with an expressionless face.
Mu's eyes widened and she shouted in anger, "You are making excuses!"
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't, you can find another doctor to make ointment for her." Nan Jiao said and left, feeling a little unhappy.
Of course it’s for the original owner.
"I'll pay for the one thousand taels, and you should make the ointment as soon as possible." The old lady said. She had watched Jiang Zhiyan grow up since she was a child, and how could she bear to see her face look like that?
Nan Jiao stopped and said with a sad heart, "I will do it as soon as possible."
After saying this, she left quickly.
The old lady looked at her back and felt a little sad. She wanted to call her but didn't.
Why did she target Zhiyan?
How can there be ointment that costs one thousand taels?
And Zhiyan had a red rash, which must have been caused by something she did that day.
The two of them used to go in and out together, talking and laughing, how come it suddenly became like this?
When Jiang Zhiyan saw the old lady buy ointment for her, a smug smile flashed across her lips. In her grandmother's heart, she was still very important.
"Grandma, it's Zhiyan who caused you to spend money, but don't worry, I will make money and pay you back." Jiang Zhiyan walked up and said softly and obediently.
"Silly child, why don't you pay back what you have? When I'm gone, the money will be yours." The old lady had a kind smile on her face.
Looking at the scattered red marks on her face, I felt so heartbroken.
"I must return it to you and mother. I am not from the General's Mansion. You have raised me for twenty years. I owe you too much. I will repay this kindness."
When Jiang Zhiyan finished speaking, tears streamed down her face.
Mu was moved.
This is the good daughter she raised.
Unlike that bastard who accused her of not treating her as a daughter.
What an ungrateful person!
The old lady's eyes turned red when she heard this, and she patted her shoulder, "I'm glad you have this intention. Nan Jiao is your sister, and I hope you two can get along well."
She didn't want to make a big deal out of it.
Only then was he willing to pay the one thousand taels to quickly end this matter.
She is old.
I just hope that my family can live in harmony and love each other.
"Grandma, I don't know why my fifth sister misunderstood me. I will definitely explain it to her and resolve the misunderstanding between us." Jiang Zhiyan said sincerely.
Mu said sarcastically, "I think she is looking for trouble on purpose. The Empress will hold a palace banquet on the Qixi Festival next month, and you are going to perform on stage. She intends to disfigure you."
Her favorite son-in-law is Prince Rui.
If Zhiyan gets the upper hand this time, she might be able to arrange a marriage with Prince Rui.
"Mother, Fifth Sister is not that kind of person..." Jiang Zhiyan widened her eyes and shook her head in shock.
"She caused Yan'er to become disabled, destroyed Ye'er's business, and stole Yu'er's things. There is nothing else she dares not do." Mu became more and more angry as she spoke.
I felt more and more disgusted with Nan Jiao.
The old lady's face darkened, and she looked at her sternly, "What are you talking about? Nan Jiao is your daughter. You are also responsible for her mistakes in the past."
"..." Mu was furious. She couldn't tie up her unfilial daughter at home, nor could she keep an eye on her all the time. How could she blame her if she made a mistake?
"Mother, Fifth Sister has recovered her IQ. I believe she has changed. You should give her more trust." Jiang Zhiyan held her hand and advised her gently.
"Zhiyan is more insightful than you." The old lady said with a cold face and left.
Mu took a deep breath and considered Nan Jiao an enemy in her heart.
If it weren't for her, how could she have been scolded by the old lady.
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After leaving the General's Mansion, Nan Jiao went to the herbal medicine shop. Since her grandmother was willing to pay for it, she naturally had to make the ointment, which made Bai Lianhua cheaper.
Maybe she is feeling proud right now.
She only suffered physically, and someone helped her pay two thousand taels of silver.
After thinking of something, a malicious sneer appeared on her lips.
On the Chinese Valentine's Day next month, the Empress would hold a palace banquet every year and invite the women from the families of court ministers to attend. Jiang Zhiyan would perform on stage every time.
She had already reached the age for marriage, but Mu had never arranged a marriage for her. She must have been trying to match her up with Prince Rui.
Prince Rui doesn’t have a queen now.
Nan Jiao walked out of the store carrying the medicine bag in her hand, preparing to give her a big gift.
Sudden.
A small figure slammed into her.
Nan Jiao was knocked back.
When she looked down, she saw a boy wearing a short ink-colored robe, an exquisite moon-white mask on his face, and red eyes.
He looked at her, said nothing, and ran away.
Nan Jiao reached out and grabbed the back of his collar.
The little boy struggled violently, staring at her with cold and fierce eyes.
"You are sick." Nan Jiao said softly. His eyes were abnormally red, and he bumped into her and ran away without saying a word. Wasn't that too rude?
The little boy was stunned.
He thought she grabbed him to scold him, but the first thing she said was that he was sick.
He struggled to leave.
Nan Jiao was slightly startled and asked tentatively, "You can't speak?"
The little boy nodded.
"Someone is chasing you?" Nan Jiao guessed.
The little boy blinked and nodded.
Nan Jiao looked at the street behind them, picked him up and left quickly.
Is she related to the child?
The last time I met Baoer.
This time I met another little boy.
Nan Jiao found an inn and asked for a room, and asked the waiter to bring some food over.
“Can you take off your mask?”
The little boy's expression froze and he shook his head.
Nan Jiao stared at him and looked at him. Judging from his height, he seemed to be about the same age as Bao Er. "Can I help you check your body?"
As she spoke, she reached out to hold his hand.
The little boy quickly moved away to avoid her touch, his eyes filled with caution and defense.
"Your eyes are abnormally red, and your body is burning. You are seriously ill." Nan Jiao said softly with gentle eyes. Whose kid has run away from this family?
The little boy stared at her warily, then suddenly his eyes closed and he fainted.
Nan Jiao hurriedly caught him and took his hand to feel his pulse. His body seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and it seemed that he had a high fever.
After taking his pulse, she looked shocked.
How could there be so much poison in his body!
Nan Jiao stared at the little boy in her arms, picked him up and put him on the bed, pulled the quilt over him, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to remove the mask on his face.
Looking at the little boy's face, her eyes widened slightly.
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