The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

When Wen Qingcheng arrived, the old lady had just gone to bed. Mother Fang, who was serving the old lady, brought Wen Qingcheng some tea and snacks and asked her to wait in the outer hall.

"Doctor Wen, our eldest lady invites you." A maid who was in her teens and looked very pretty came over and said.

"Oh? Miss? You are..." Wen Qingcheng was a little confused. She had heard that this young lady was the daughter of Princess Pingning and her ex-husband. She was sixteen years old this year. Princess Pingning brought her into the Marquis' Mansion and changed her surname to Ye. Now she should be called Ye Jinqian.

"My name is Qinglan, and I work in the eldest lady's room. Our eldest lady is not feeling well, and I would like to ask Doctor Wen to come and see her."

Wen Qingcheng thought that since the old lady was still taking a nap, it would be okay to give her acupuncture later, so she followed the maid Qinglan.

The mansion was really big. Wen Qingcheng followed Qinglan through many twists and turns and came to Meixue Temple. Because Meixue Temple planted many rare plum blossoms, the red plum blossoms in the snow were very beautiful on snowy days. Ye Jinqian invited several young ladies from the aristocratic families to eat barbecue and recite poems here.

Meixuean is very big, like a small park, and the plum trees are covered with snow, which is very beautiful. After passing a corridor, Wen Qingcheng saw a small pavilion at the end of the corridor, and the sound of girls laughing came from inside.

"Doctor Wen, this way." Qinglan led the way in front. Wen Qingcheng walked through the corridor and came to a plum forest. After passing a rugged path, she arrived at the attic.

Wen Qingcheng noticed that outside the attic, there was a little maid kneeling in thin clothes, shivering in the snow. Qinglan, who was standing by, turned her head away reluctantly, not wanting to look at the little maid. It was snowing at the moment, and the little maid's face was blue and purple from the cold, with a layer of frost on her eyelashes.

Thinking that it was the daughter of the Marquisate who was punishing her, Wen Qingcheng took a look and said nothing more, and was about to go in to see Ye Jinqian. She heard a "bang" behind her, and the little maid who was kneeling on the ground fell heavily to the ground.

Qing Lan exclaimed, "Zhu Ling——"

Wen Qingcheng turned around and saw that the person was unconscious. Thinking that saving people was the most important thing, she quickly took off her cloak and covered Zhu Ling with it. She silently gathered her strength, picked up Zhu Ling horizontally, and carried her into the warm room.

"Girl, girl--" Wen Qingcheng put Zhu Ling on a chair outside the warm room, patted her cheek gently and called out.

"Zhu Ling, wake up." Qing Lan cried. She and Zhu Ling were bought into the mansion when they were eight years old. They supported each other all the way and were as close as sisters.

Zhu Ling's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her pale lips with difficulty. Wen Qingcheng saw that she was still conscious, but she was frozen after kneeling outside for too long. Wen Qingcheng opened the medicine box, disinfected Zhu Ling's wrist, and inserted a silver needle into her Neiguan.

Qinglan sat in a corner of the chair, hugging Zhuling and letting Zhuling's upper body lean against her. "Doctor Wen, is Zhuling okay? She's still having her period. Will it cause any trouble if she kneels in the snow for so long?"

"Don't worry, she will be fine. I'll prescribe some medicine for her later." Wen Qingcheng whispered to comfort her.

"Hey, who are you and how dare you? Who told you to bring her in? This is our young lady who punished her to kneel outside." A woman in a light yellow jacket and skirt and a maid's bun pointed at Wen Qingcheng and shouted angrily.

Wen Qingcheng looked up at her, said nothing, and continued to concentrate on giving Zhu Ling acupuncture. At this time, the voice of the yellow-clothed maid attracted the ladies in the cabinet.

"Miss." The maid in yellow walked up to a girl in an orange-red brocade pleated skirt and looked towards Wen Qingcheng.

The brocade-dressed girl glanced at Zhu Ling who had slowly woken up, frowned, and turned to look at Wen Qingcheng. Wen Qingcheng was dressed in bright clothes, and the jewelry on her head was very valuable, especially the jade pendant with excellent water head around her waist, which was definitely not owned by an ordinary family. She was a little unsure of her identity for a moment, "Whose lady are you?"

Wen Qingcheng finished acupuncture for Zhu Ling, then slowly stood up and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I am not a young lady. I am a female doctor who came to treat the old lady. May I ask which one is the eldest young lady?"

Wen Qingcheng finished speaking, and scanned the crowd, but didn't see anyone with a sick look. At this time, a girl in a pink dress came out from the crowd, with thin lips and eyebrows that looked very similar to Princess Pingning.

Ye Jinqian stepped forward and said, "Jiarou, this is the female doctor who treated the old lady. I just told you about her."

The young lady in brocade clothes just now is Jin Jiarou, the granddaughter of the current Duke of Lu. Jin Jiarou was very surprised to hear Ye Jinqian say that Wen Qingcheng was actually a female doctor. This female doctor is so outstanding. Looking at her dress and graceful demeanor, someone who doesn't know her would think she is a lady from a noble family. However, how can a lady from a noble family study medicine? In the Great Qi Dynasty, practicing medicine is a low-class profession. Young ladies from noble families would not show their faces to practice medicine. I think the jade pendant she wears is a reward from someone.

Thinking of this, Jin Jiarou's face flashed with contempt, and her tone became unfriendly, with the arrogance of a superior, "Who told you to bring her in? Who are you pretending to be weak and unable to take care of yourself? Go out and kneel down."

Wen Qingcheng was a little surprised. Isn't this the Marquis' Mansion? Even if there is a punishment, it should be Ye Jinqian who should punish. Why is it Jin Jiarou's turn to give orders in the Marquis' Mansion? I thought Ye Jinqian would feel sorry for her maid, but unexpectedly, the next second, Ye Jinqian said, "Go out and kneel. Kneeling is a light punishment for dirtying Miss Jin's dress."

Wen Qingcheng took a deep breath. Was Ye Jinqian's brain not working well? She didn't even protect her own servants. Jin Jiarou was giving orders in the mansion because she looked down on Ye Jinqian. Ye Jinqian even treated Jin Jiarou as a good sister. She really couldn't tell the difference between inside and outside.

Qinglan, who was standing by, knelt down and begged for mercy. Zhuling struggled to fall off the chair and collapsed to the ground with a pleading look on his face.

Wen Qingcheng raised her eyes and looked at Jin Jiarou, "I don't know how this little girl offended the young lady. I just took her pulse and it's not good. I'm afraid she can't stand the punishment." Wen Qingcheng said and looked at Ye Jinqian, "Miss Ye, I heard that you are not feeling well. Let me take a look at you."

Jin Jiarou's face darkened. She was just punishing a maid. Why should she care about her health? How much money was a maid worth? Even if she died, so what?

Ye Jinqian was not ill originally, but she heard from her mother that a vixen had come to the mansion recently. She was good at seducing people and had bewitched Wen Liang. She even bought a house for her secretly. She must be a mistress kept outside, and now she has entered the house and brought her to the mansion. It is hard to guarantee that she is not planning to take her as a concubine.

When Ye Jinqian heard that Wen Qingcheng was here, she called her over under the pretext of seeing what kind of vixen she was and humiliating her. However, she did not expect that Wen Qingcheng was so beautiful, without a trace of flattery, and her graceful demeanor made her afraid to humiliate her for a while.