Chapter 68: Exposing her background, is this reasonable?
Marquis Pingxi frowned. Ye Yizhen was the daughter of a distant relative of his. After both her parents died, she came to Beijing to seek refuge in the Marquis's mansion.
At that time, Ye Yizhen and his servant begged desperately at the gate and even fainted from crying, which alarmed many imperial censors.
For the sake of his good reputation, he took Ye Yichen in and raised her like a cat or a dog, giving her a yard and three meals a day, which didn't cost much.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yizhen is very considerate, well-behaved and filial, which makes the Marquis' wife very happy. She also gets along with Wen Yue like sisters, and everyone in the Marquis's Mansion praises her.
Gradually, she integrated into the Marquis's Mansion and became a beloved cousin.
To be honest, he had never paid any attention to Ye Yichen, and naturally he had never sent anyone to the southwest to verify her background.
"When she came to my house, the token she brought was fine. Many details matched, so I never doubted it."
Looking back now, when Ye Yizhen came to his house and fainted at the door, forcing him to take her in, it was indeed very scheming.
Jiang Wenzhou always remembered how Ye Yizhen looked when she first came to the Marquis' Mansion. She was timid, frightened, pitiful, and in urgent need of protection. She called him "brother" all the time, so obedient and sweet, which aroused his desire to protect her.
"I think there's nothing wrong with Zhenzhen. Others may not understand her, but don't we?"
He refused to believe that there was something wrong with his vision, and he even refused to believe that Ye Yizhen had been using him.
"Besides, what is there in our mansion that is worth someone spending ten years planning?"
A flash of inspiration flashed through Pingxi Hou's mind, but before he could grasp it, he heard Jiang Wenzhou's pleading voice, "Father, please don't rush to ask for the crown prince. Give me another chance. I promise I won't let you down."
Looking at his son's terrified face, Pingxi Hou felt very sorry, but he had to harden his heart, "This is the price you pay for making the wrong choice. Wen Zhou, don't blame your father. I was also trying to protect the Pingxi Hou Mansion."
In his heart, the inheritance of Pingxi Marquis Mansion is the most important.
Jiang Wenzhou's mouth was bitter, but he still refused to give up, "But, Wen Yun is not capable enough to take on the heavy responsibility of the Marquis' Mansion."
The Marquis of Pingxi thought of the Ninth Prince's attitude and the deep meaning behind his words, and was secretly alarmed. "This might be a way to protect himself. A mediocre heir to the Marquisate might be what the Emperor wants."
What he didn't say was that asking for the youngest legitimate son to be made the crown prince was also to test the emperor's intentions.
The emperor is suspicious by nature. He would be wary of nobles who have too much power and an heir who is too outstanding.
His tone softened a bit and he soothed her, "However, you are my most beloved son. I will not treat you unfairly when we divide the family business in the future."
Split the family? With such poverty, what was there to split? After the split, he would be just an ordinary person, an ordinary person without even a job. How could he compare to the glory of a marquis's son? A trace of anger flashed through Jiang Wenzhou's heart.
Pingxi Hou comforted him for a long time, and Jiang Wenzhou forced a smile, but after his father left, his face gradually became gloomy and terrifyingly cold.
Late at night, when everyone is asleep, the room is filled with the faint scent of incense, which is very pleasant.
Ye Yizhen was lying on the bed. Her face was pale and her breath was weak. If it weren't for the rise and fall of her chest, one would have thought she was dead.
The two maids knelt at the footstool and fell asleep half-lying on the bed.
A dark shadow flashed in, took a look, frowned slightly, took out a pill and stuffed it into Ye Yichen's mouth.
After a while, Ye Yichen's breathing became steady, and a hint of color appeared on his pale face.
The black shadow slipped away silently.
The next morning, the maid woke up, looking dazed. How could she have fallen asleep while on guard last night? Was she too tired?
As soon as she turned her head, she saw a pair of black eyes and was immediately overjoyed. "Master, you are awake? That's great. Call the doctor quickly."
The imperial physician was called back again. He was surprised to see Ye Yizhen's complexion, and then he put his hand on her arm to feel her pulse.
After a long moment, he said with a look of surprise, "Madam, what kind of miraculous elixir did you take? How did you recover so much vitality overnight?"
Ye Yizhen smiled gently, "Maybe God felt sorry for me and couldn't bear to see me suffer."
She was reluctant to speak, and the imperial physician did not force her, "Take good care of him."
Although Ye Yizhen had recovered a lot, her shoulder still hurt so much that even raising her hand became a luxury. "Doctor, can my left shoulder be restored to its original state?"
The imperial physician shook his head slightly, a look of regret on his face. "The shoulder blade is broken. No amount of medicine can heal it."
Ye Yizhen's heart was bleeding, hatred spreading wildly in her heart, "Where's the prince? Didn't he stay with me last night?"
The maid cautiously reported, "The Second Young Master may be tired and has been resting in his room."
A trace of resentment flashed across Ye Yizhen's eyes. Did he despise her because she was disabled?
As soon as the imperial physician returned to the palace, he was summoned to meet the emperor and report Ye Yichen's condition to him.
The emperor was a little surprised. "Are you saying that Ye Yizhen took some miraculous medicine?"
There was envy in the eyes of the imperial physician, "Yes, it should be the Xiao Huan Dan from the Divine Medicine Sect."
The Divine Medicine Sect is a hidden martial arts sect that is skilled in both medicine and poison. It lives in seclusion and is isolated from the world.
Xiao Huan Dan is a holy product for healing. One of them is worth a fortune and is highly sought after by countless people in the martial arts world.
The emperor waved his hand to let him go, then looked at Li Wuyang on the side and said, "It seems that the Ye family has a lot of background and can even get this kind of medicine."
Li Wuyang said calmly, "I'll send someone to the Divine Medicine Sect to ask for an explanation. The whole world belongs to the king. The Divine Medicine Sect is located in the Youran Valley of Daqi, so we must obey the king's orders."
To the Mingjing Division, the location of the Divine Medicine Sect is no secret.
The emperor was very satisfied with this statement and nodded slightly, "Let them present five small Huandan pills."
"Yes." Li Wuyang changed the subject, "Last night, a dark figure entered Ye's room. His body was stained with the Qianlixiang specially made by the Mingjing Division. This fragrance will not dissipate for three months. Even if he runs to the ends of the earth, we can dig him out and the forces behind him."
The emperor paused for a moment, "How credible do you think Chen Dong's words are?"
"Eighty percent."
The emperor raised an eyebrow. "He tried his best to protect Ye, but revealed her life experience at the last moment. Is this reasonable?"
Li Wuyang said expressionlessly, "If she doesn't expose herself, Ye Shi will never see the sun again. I will send her to hell."
At that time, Ye was only breathing his last breath. If he was beaten again, he would die!
The emperor played with the teacup and pondered for a while. "I always feel that something is wrong. I will investigate it carefully."
"yes."
It was a new day again. After Yun Zheng finished washing up and walked out of the hospital, she was stopped by the housekeeper.
"Second Young Master, this is the steward's token from the Marquis' Mansion. The Marquis specifically sent this servant to deliver it to us. He said, 'Everyone in the mansion will obey your orders. You have my word, and we will not go back on it.'"
Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows. If she remembered correctly, the servants' monthly wages would be paid tomorrow. The Marquis' Mansion couldn't afford it, so they asked her to fill the gap?
"Go back and tell the Marquis that you can have me as your housekeeper, but first give me 10,000 taels of gold as a housekeeper's fee."
Chief Steward: The accounts are all in deficit, where does the money come from?
"The Marquis and his wife have just left for a long trip and will not be back for half a month."
Escaped? Yun Zheng laughed in anger. Did he think that this would force her to pay money to solve the predicament of the Marquis' Mansion?
It’s a nice thought, but she won’t fall for it!
She rolled her eyes, and had an idea, with a wicked smile on her lips...
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