The moon falling to the ground

Sometimes people fall asleep while standing without realizing it, and often fall and get bruised and battered, feeling terribly miserable.

Even though my daughter had found several famous doctors to see her, and she took her medicine every day and vomited after drinking it, there was no improvement at all.

After learning about what happened to Madam Rong, the two old women were also afraid of the long needle in Jian Yue's hand.

As servants, once they were no longer useful, they would be sent away by the master with a few taels of silver. They were not as important as Rong Mama in the eyes of the master. If they had strange diseases, it would be great if they could hire an ordinary doctor to see them.

The four of them returned home with their own thoughts. Jian Huaian, who was anxiously waiting at home, hurried over and asked, "Dad, Mom, how is it? Did the miracle doctor agree to treat us?"

Qian couldn't help but explode again: "Don't mention that bitch! I wish she would die right now!"

So, you didn’t find a miracle doctor, right?

Jian Huaian was extremely disappointed and blamed his parents for being useless and unable to control a weak and sickly child.

Jian Huaian did not show his unhappiness on his face, but said: "Dad, Mom, if my illness is not cured, I can't concentrate on studying. When the teacher is giving a lecture, I can't help but doze off. I suspect there is something wrong with the medicine we are taking."

Jian Dacheng and Qian were both shocked and looked at Jian Huaian.

Jian Huaian continued: "Don't you find it strange? Our diarrhea has stopped, but our health is getting worse and worse. No matter how many tonics we take, it doesn't work. How could a famous doctor in the capital city not even be able to cure diarrhea?"

Jian Dacheng frowned and asked, "Do you suspect that Doctor Qi has done something?"

Qian frowned: "Impossible? With Jian Zhaodi, how could she afford to bribe a famous doctor in the prefecture?"

Jian Huaian looked gloomy: "Of course she doesn't have that ability. But what if her master, the miracle doctor, comes forward?"

Jian Dacheng and his wife were silent. They both felt that their son's words made sense.

After a while, Qian was the first to break the silence: "If it is really Doctor Qi's problem, what should we do? We can only ask Miss Xinning for help."

The three of them subconsciously looked at You Meng and the other two.

Jian Huaian didn't want to trouble Yan Xinning. But this was not a small matter, and they couldn't solve it with their family's ability. So he said to You Meng and the others, "Please tell Miss Xinning about our situation." Jian Huaian took out a purse and handed it to You, "Please have a cup of tea."

Mrs. You immediately smiled with wrinkles on her face. She took the purse with both hands and said fawningly: "Thank you, Master Jian. I will definitely pass on my message to you." As she spoke, she shook the purse in her hand imperceptibly and paused.

The purse looked bulging, but in fact there were only a dozen big coins in it. In the mansion, the master's reward was at least one or two taels of silver, and these dozen big coins were really not worth the money. Besides, it was divided between two people.

Mrs. You's smile faded, and the flattering look on her face disappeared: "It's getting late today, I will go and pass on the message after breakfast tomorrow."

Jian Huaian was a very sensitive person. When he noticed Mrs. You's disgust, he felt even more uncomfortable.

What right does a lowly slave have to complain about the small amount of money and look down on others?

The next morning, even though Mrs. You was reluctant, she did not dare to delay and went to the Lord's Mansion after breakfast.

Yan Xinning got an insider tip: the second prince was coming to visit Yanling Mansion. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If she hooked up with the second prince, she would definitely be able to become the prince's consort based on her talent and reputation.

I heard that the Second Prince was talented and proficient in both civil and military affairs, and was the most capable prince to become the crown prince. If she could become the Second Prince's consort, with her talent and the strength of the Yan family, she would definitely be able to compete for that position.

Thinking of this, Yan Xinning's heart surged and her heart was filled with spring. She seemed to see herself wearing a phoenix crown and a luxurious queen's dress, sitting on a high throne with the second prince, accepting the kneeling worship of the courtiers. An intoxicated smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Bailing, who was standing behind her and combing her hair, saw her weird smile in the bronze mirror and got so scared that her hand trembled and hurt Yan Xinning.

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Yan Xinning cried out in pain, and pinched the soft flesh around Bailing's waist with her backhand, twisting it hard: "Bitch! You pulled my hair on purpose, what's your intention?"

Bai Ling immediately burst into tears due to the pain. She endured the pain and dared not say a word. When Yan Xinning had finished venting her anger, she quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "I'm sorry, Miss, I didn't mean it, please spare my life."

Bailing knew her young lady's methods too well.

Don't be fooled by her gentle and virtuous appearance. She would drop a few golden beans if she stepped on an ant to death in front of others. In fact, she was very cruel and her methods of torturing people were very secretive. When she punished the maids around her, she never left any superficial scars. Instead, she would specifically target the breasts or thighs.

A maidservant who combed Bailing's hair used a sharpened bamboo stick to pierce the maidservant's chest because the hairstyle she combed at a banquet was not as popular as other noble ladies. Later, the maidservant died because the wound festered and could not get medical treatment. Therefore, Bailing was always trembling and treading on thin ice when combing Yan Xinning's hair every day, for fear of following the footsteps of the maidservant.

Fortunately, Yan Xinning was in a good mood because of the upcoming Second Prince, so she did not punish her to death. Instead, she asked her to kneel in the yard for two hours after combing her hair.

Bai Ling was shocked and kowtowed to thank the young lady for showing mercy, even his eyebrows were bruised.

Yan Xinning scolded with disdain: "Get out! Clean yourself up and come back to comb your hair."

Bai Ling nodded in agreement and crawled out.

Yan Xinning was quite satisfied with Bailing's hair-combing skills, so even though it hurt her, she didn't change people and waited for her to comb her hair.

Bailing didn't dare to delay, she wiped the blood off her forehead in a hurry, and came over to comb Yan Xinning's hair. Yan Xinning thought she was slow and pinched her hard.

After finally combing her hair, Bailing went to the yard to kneel as punishment, and Huamei then reported to Mrs. You that she wanted to see her.

Yan Xinning couldn't help but frown.

The whole family couldn't deal with a sickly person, and she was repeatedly hurt by him. Yan Xinning was very upset when he came to her for trivial matters.

However, it is also possible that she came to report Jian Zhaodi's movements, so Yan Xinning immediately let Mrs. You in.

Mrs. You entered the room, bowed respectfully, and repeated the words she was going to convey.

Yan Xinning was very surprised. At the same time, a thought suddenly popped up in her mind: If this is true, wouldn't it be a good opportunity to bring down Jian Zhaodi and Doctor Mao?

Doctor Mao looked down on her and refused to accept her as his disciple, so she would pull him down from the altar and make him infamous forever. By then, what would a Jian Zhaodi be?