Getting Rich from Legend of Zhen Huan

It was almost curfew again, and Feng Ruozhao dragged his tired body back to his own courtyard, Shaohua Courtyard. This was because Qi Yuebin was imprisoned in Wangshu Pavilion, and Feng Ruozhao turned a disaster into a blessing and was allocated a small courtyard.

Hanzhu supported Feng Ruozhao and walked inside with a distressed look on her face. "Concubine Nian is really too much of a bully. She made the master go to Lanyun Courtyard early every day and wait in vain, while Concubine Nian herself slept until noon."

Xiu Jin continued, "Besides that, Concubine Nian asks her master to grind ink for her every day. It can't be too thick or too thin. Those who see it know that Concubine Nian is using it to keep accounts, while those who don't know would think that Concubine Nian is using it to paint landscapes!"

Feng Ruozhao smiled bitterly. This torment continued until before curfew. Nian Shilan did not leave Feng Ruozhao any free time.

If she could meet the prince, all the hard work wouldn't be in vain. However, after experiencing Qi Yuebin's favor, Nian Shilan has been very wary of other women. Feng Ruozhao was arranged to work in the most remote room, so how could he meet the Fourth Prince?

Besides, what would happen if I met the Fourth Prince?

Even if Feng Ruozhao studied and dressed up every day and went to Lanyun Villa, standing for two or three hours was enough for Feng Ruozhao's delicate makeup to be soaked with sweat and his face to be covered in dust. Nian Shilan would not be kind enough to let Feng Ruozhao change clothes and fix up, so Feng Ruozhao could only grind ink for Nian Shilan while feeling dizzy. At the end of the day, he could hardly move his arms, let alone meet the Fourth Prince and leave a good impression on him.

But Feng Ruozhao was helpless against such torture. Nian Shilan was now arrogant and was fighting under the banner of teaching Feng Ruozhao a lesson. Perhaps the Fourth Prince knew that there was something fishy, ​​but he chose to ignore it because of Nian Shilan.

Hanzhu couldn't help but complain, "Life in this palace is not as good as that in our Feng Mansion!" At least as the eldest daughter, Feng Ruozhao could enjoy the best service, even if all these treatments were for Feng Ruozhao to marry into a rich family in the future.

Feng Ruozhao patted Hanzhu's hand with all his strength to comfort her. "Mrs. Nian is willing to spend time teaching me, which shows her confidence in me. How can you have the right to say anything? Besides, the prince is a royal noble, so it is not something we can discuss."

Hanzhu knew that she had spoken out of turn, "I was the one who spoke without thinking, I apologize."

Feng Ruozhao said gently, "You and Xiujin are my personal maids brought into the mansion. If I don't trust you, who can I trust? But after all, this is not like home. We should be cautious and pay attention to everything."

The words "not as good as at home" are enough to show that Feng Ruozhao is not without anger, but he cannot say it out loud due to various reasons.

After entering the house, the maids served Feng Ruozhao with hot compresses to relieve the pain on his arm. The food heated in the small stove was also brought up. Feng Ruozhao's arm could not move, and he had been reduced to being fed.

After having a difficult meal, Feng Ruozhao always felt discomfort in his lower abdomen these days, but he just thought that it was because he was too badly abused by Nian Shilan, so he fell asleep peacefully after a tiring day.

Yixiu now only had to deal with other people's business. After all, this represented the reputation of Prince Yong's mansion, and it was impossible to hand it over to a concubine. Although it was still complicated, it was not that difficult with the old practices of these years.

Finally having some free time and not having to deal with the Fourth Prince, Yixiu enjoyed a rare period of leisurely life like a god.

On this day, Yi Zheng was leaning on the beauty couch by the window, feeling the refreshing breath of early summer, when Jianqiu said that the doctor from the Wen Mansion had arrived.

Wen Yao is not a person who likes to make contacts, otherwise he would not have been pushed out by the Imperial Hospital to take the blame. He came here today, and it must be something important.

As expected, Wen Yao said solemnly, "Mrs. Nian has been asking around these days and wants to get two doctors who are good at gynecology into the mansion."

Yi Xiu smiled and replied, "Since she has found someone herself and has passed the prince's approval, just push her in. Is Doctor Wen afraid that the newcomer will take the lead?"

Although Wen Yao was modest, he was also full of confidence in his medical skills. He said with a little pride, "I think I have mastered the essence of the Wen family's ancestral medical skills. How can two young boys compare to me?"

Yi Xiu was surprised, but she also followed Wen Yao's words and praised, "Of course I trust the medical skills of the Wen family doctor. Qi Gege can already get out of bed."

Speaking of Qi Yuebin, Wen Yao also felt sorry, "If I could have given Qi Gege acupuncture when she was in trouble, why did she have to recuperate until now before she can stand? Moreover, if she is injured like this and cannot be effectively nourished, I am afraid that Qi Gege's body will never recover."

Yixiu raised an eyebrow. The Wen family's ancestral medical skills were indeed extraordinary. Even if there was some cover-up in the previous life, Qi Yuebin was unable to get out of bed for many years and had to rely on others to support him when walking. Now he looked so healthy. No one knew how many years of treatment it took, but Wen Yao did it in just a few months. It was really amazing.

"Gege Qi's condition is much better than I expected. Doctor Wen doesn't need to blame himself. But this matter should not be spread outside. Otherwise, if Concubine Nian finds out, it will cause trouble again."

If Nian Shilan knew that Qi Yuebin was about to recover, she would probably rush into Wangshu Pavilion again and give Qi Yuebin another bowl of safflower.

Wen Yao nodded. Having experienced life and death in the palace, he now knew how to act tactfully.

After talking about Qi Yuebin, Wen Yao returned to the main topic, "It's just that Concubine Nian still has some things to do."

After organizing his thoughts, Wen Yao said hesitantly.

"These days, Miss Songzhi, who is by the side of Concubine Nian, has been coming to the palace clinic quite often for the two doctors Jiang. I have a good family background and a keen sense of smell. I actually smelled a scent of musk from Miss Songzhi. If I am not mistaken, it is the musk deer from the northwest, which is very potent."

This is definitely strange. Songzhi is Nian Shilan's most trusted confidant. It is impossible for Songzhi to harm Nian Shilan. Musk deer are produced in the northwest, so it is even more impossible for Nian Gengyao to harm Nian Shilan. So where did this musk deer come from?

Wen Yao paused and continued.

"The musk deer is covered by other scents. If I hadn't seen a musk deer when I was young, I wouldn't have been able to smell it. I didn't intend to pay attention to this matter, but I accidentally heard Miss Songzhi bragging to others that she was stained with the Huanyi incense burned day and night in Lanyun Villa."

If there is no one who can carry the musk deer, then the only possibility is that there may be something wrong with Huanyixiang.

Wen Yao was not just guessing out of thin air. "Later, I also met other servants from Lanyun Courtyard. They all smelled of Huanyixiang to some extent, and also smelled of musk deer. But none of them were as obvious as Miss Songzhi's. If I hadn't met Miss Songzhi for comparison, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between musk deer and other people."

I think it was because Songzhi and Nian Shilan were inseparable, so they were thoroughly perfused by the Huanyi incense, which gave Wen Yao the opportunity to know.