After Jiang Zhenlin came out, his mind was filled with the image of Lin Qingwan's mouth bleeding, and he felt agitated.
She is, after all, of the Jiang family bloodline, and his biological sister whom he has revealed to the outside world. The Prime Minister's residence brought her back to take good care of her... Even if she was faking it, it would still be inappropriate if word got out that blood had been spilled.
He walked a short distance and then turned back to grab an old woman.
When the old woman saw that he had come from Lin Qingwan's courtyard and was still covered in a fierce aura, she knelt down tremblingly and said, "This old servant greets the young master."
Jiang Zhenlin thought to himself, "The family doctors are all with my older sister, they don't have time to take care of her!"
"Send a medicine apprentice over to take a look at her."
The old woman paused for a moment, "For...for Miss Lin?"
Everything was fine when I went in, how come the young master needs to see a doctor after just one visit? So many things have happened since he just walked in.
Jiang Zhenlin was also displeased, raising an eyebrow, "Just go if I tell you to!"
"yes."
After giving the order, Jiang Zhenlin put the matter out of his mind and hurriedly went to Huaguang Courtyard to see his beloved elder sister, Jiang Yanwan.
Mu Xue helped Lin Qingwan lie down. Seeing that her face was pale and there was still blood on her lips, she said in a trembling voice, "Young Master was too rough. That kick was quite hard. I'd better ask the family physician to come and take a look at you."
Lin Qingwan was not in as much pain as before, and her eyes were calm. "I have painkiller powder in my bag. You can just get it for me."
Hearing that her voice was gentle but her tone was unusually firm, Mu Xue did not insist any further and hurriedly went to rummage through her bundle.
A worn-out piece of coarse cloth contained two faded but clean cloth skirts, several packets of medicine powder, and a few yellowed medical books.
A young girl in her prime couldn't even find a box of rouge in her bundle, let alone any jewelry or hairpins.
Mu Xue knew that life outside was nothing like that in the Prime Minister's mansion, but she never imagined that she didn't even have a single valuable possession.
It is said that if Aunt Cheng hadn't sent a message back to the mansion before she died, Lin Qingwan would have been sold to some man as a wife.
Thankfully, I'm back.
Mu Xue fed Lin Qingwan a packet of painkiller powder, covered her with a blanket, and then squatted by the bedside, watching over her anxiously.
Lin Qingwan felt exhausted, but she wasn't sleepy at all.
She knew that Jiang Yanwan must be just as hard to accept as she was to suddenly learn the truth about her background. Besides, Jiang Yanwan had lived a carefree life in the Prime Minister's mansion for fifteen years, with the love of her parents and younger brother. The bond between them was not something she could replace in a short time.
Lin Qingwan never considered replacing him.
But she longed to be recognized by her ancestors and have her parents and relatives by her side... after all, her days were numbered.
Cheng did not send the message to the Prime Minister's residence voluntarily, but was forced into it. She was worried that her daughter would suffer if Lin Qingwan returned to the Prime Minister's residence, so she forced Lin Qingwan to drink a slow-acting poison.
Lin Qingwan risked her life to return and reunite with her family.
However, today's situation was completely different from what she had predicted a thousand times. She never expected Jiang Zhenlin to be so ferocious and intent on kicking her to death.
Lin Qingwan felt a chill run through her heart.
"Miss Lin, the young master has invited a medicine apprentice over for you." The old woman's voice interrupted Lin Qingwan's thoughts.
Mu Xue's eyes lit up. "Miss, let the medicine apprentice take a look first!"
Unwilling to be discovered to be poisoned, Lin Qingwan curled her fingers slightly and said, "Let him go back. I'm fine. I'll be alright after a good night's sleep."
"But what if..." Mu Xue was very worried, after all, he had vomited blood.
Lin Qingwan turned her back to her. "I didn't vomit blood because of that kick."
"I'm going to sleep for a while."
Seeing her curled up under the covers like a wounded hedgehog, Mu Xue felt a pang of sadness. The young lady had just returned, and the madam was already entangled with Miss Jiang, unable to leave her side. The young master had even misunderstood her…
Anyone would feel bad in that situation.
Mu Xue went out and spoke a few words to the old woman, but the old woman stopped looking after hearing it and said with a long face, "What's all the fuss about?"
"The young master was not feeling well when he came, but he was fine when he was not here."
"After all, he was raised outside, so he's very calculating and thoughtful."
Mu Xue frowned. "What are you saying! Miss doesn't want to cause trouble for the manor, and is afraid that the manor doctor won't be able to get away from there."
The old woman sneered, "If you're afraid of causing trouble, you shouldn't have come back."
"She is the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family. How dare you disrespect her!"
The old woman wasn't worried at all. "Who does she think she is?"
A proper young lady would specially choose an auspicious day and prepare well in advance to return to her residence, but the Prime Minister and his wife said nothing. Not only was the courtyard they gave Lin Qingwan remote, but they also didn't prepare her clothes and jewelry in advance.
The servants could tell from this that the Prime Minister did not value his own daughter.
That makes sense. One is a young lady who has been carefully nurtured for fifteen years, while the other is a country bumpkin brought back halfway through life. What kind of glorious thing could that be?
In wealthy families, bloodlines are important, but bloodlines that bring shame are a different story.
Lin Qingwan heard everything the old woman said clearly.
As evening approached, the abdominal pain returned, and Mu Xue came in to say that Jiang Yanwan had woken up.
Lin Qingwan took a couple of deep breaths. "It's good that you're awake, otherwise I might have had to pay with my life."
Mu Xue choked up, "Miss, what are you saying? The Prime Minister and his wife brought you back to take good care of you. You are just as important as Miss Yan Wan."
Lin Qingwan gave a bitter smile.
Mu Xue felt guilty as she spoke, and added, "The Prime Minister has returned, and Madam invites Miss to have dinner in the front hall."
Lin Qingwan felt a little weak in the knees. After hesitating for a while, she carefully took the coarse cloth handkerchief she had embroidered herself and a dark blue sachet before going to the front hall.
She learned the embroidery pattern from a woman in town by selling some of her belongings, and stayed up all night to make it, intending to give it to her father as a gift to show them how much she missed him.
As soon as she stepped outside, a cold wind whistled into her clothes, and she shivered, forcing herself to calm down.
The courtyard was brightly lit, and before even entering the front hall, one could hear Jiang Yanwan's weak and aggrieved voice.
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