My elder sister stole my marriage? She regretted and cried after I married the general.

"Master, wake up! What should I do if you fall down like this?"

"father……"

Chunyan hurried to Ye Mansion with Old Song and two imperial physicians sent by the Imperial Hospital, escorted by Fenghe.

As soon as I stepped into the door, I heard a burst of sad crying.

She was a little scared and looked at Feng He: "Sister Feng He..."

"It's okay." Feng He gave her a reassuring look.

As soon as the group entered the backyard, Ye Qinglan rushed out and asked, "Where is Ye Qinghuan?"

"Miss, my husband was frightened today and fell ill," said Chunyan.

Ye Qinglan clutched her handkerchief and clenched her teeth: "Dad is so sick, she should be brought back to see him even if she's not dead!"

"But the general won't allow it."

"..."

Ye Qinglan had no right to blame Shen Lin, but Mrs. Ye did.

Madam Ye came out wiping her tears, her face full of grief: "Before the master fell into a coma, he kept talking about Qinghuan. If she hadn't come, the master would have died with regrets!"

"Madam, I brought the imperial physician from the palace. The general said he can definitely cure the master." Chunyan said.

Madam Ye's eyes suddenly fixed on Old Master Song and the imperial physician.

"Madam Ye, I am the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau." Doctor Wang took a step forward. He was polite on the surface, but he was actually putting on airs.

Humph, how could a mere minister be qualified to come and see a doctor in person? If General Shen had not asked for the imperial decree, he would not have come.

"Madam, the general asked the emperor to invite Doctor Wang. Please take a look at the master quickly!" Chunyan said.

Mrs. Ye and Ye Qinglan looked at each other, looking embarrassed.

Dean Wang and Elder Song are here, how can we keep it secret?

"Madam Ye, is Minister Ye in the room?" asked Dean Wang, as the accompanying medicine boy carried a huge medicine box on his back.

Come prepared!

Mrs. Ye hesitated.

"Madam, please don't delay. If anything happens to Lord Ye because of this, you will not be held responsible." Feng He said.

"Yes, we have to hurry!" said Mr. Song.

Mrs. Ye had no choice but to let them in.

Ye Huai was awake the whole time and could hear the conversation outside the house clearly.

I was so scared!

Isn't it just a matter of telling a lie as the Third Prince requested and tricking Ye Qinghuan back home?

How did it become “the imperial physician examining the disease”?

This, what should I do?

"Lord Ye." Dean Wang has come in.

Ye Huai lay straight on the bed with his eyes closed.

At this point, I can only pretend!

If he doesn't move, the imperial physician can't do anything!

Why doesn't he wake up if he's not sick or in trouble? As long as he doesn't move, he must be seriously ill!

"Thank you, Doctor Wang." Mrs. Ye was so nervous that she curled her hands into fists in her sleeves.

Can you fool him?

"What was the condition of Lord Ye's illness?" asked Dean Wang.

"He suddenly said he felt uncomfortable, and then his hands and feet could not move. After we lifted him to the bed, he fell into coma after just a few words," said Mrs. Ye.

"But I don't think Lord Ye's pulse sounds sick. Elder Song, can you take a look?"

"it is good."

Old Song stepped forward to take the patient's pulse, and then the two began to discuss in a low voice.

Ye Qinglan was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She lay next to Mrs. Ye and didn't dare to breathe heavily.

After a while, Dean Wang took out a silver needle.

Want acupuncture? That's not a pleasant experience. You can bear it when the needle is inserted, but when the needle is inserted, it's so painful that even a strong man would cry out.

Can Ye Huai bear it?

"Mom, I'm going to faint too..." Ye Qinglan said in a low voice.

Mrs. Ye didn't say anything, her palms were sweaty.

She also didn't understand how a harmless little lie could turn out like this?

One silver needle after another was inserted into Ye Huai's arms and legs.

In order to make it more stimulating, the needle was inserted very deep. When the silver needle was inserted into the acupuncture point and rotated, it felt so sour and refreshing!

Ye Huai gritted his teeth and endured it, not daring to move.

"Master Wang, if it doesn't work, don't do it. Chunyan, bring Qinghuan back so that the master can die in peace!" Madam Ye couldn't help but stepped forward to dissuade him.

Elder Song said, "Don't panic, Madam Ye. Lord Ye is still breathing steadily. We are using needles to stimulate the nerves to circulate blood. If the needles don't work, Lord Ye will never wake up again."

"what?"

Mrs. Ye was in a very bad state.

I seriously doubt that they will make healthy people sick by doing this!

But she couldn't refute it.

Seeing Ye Huai suffering, she couldn't bear it any longer, so she rushed over and called out to Ye Huai: "Master, wake up quickly... The whole family is waiting for you to open your eyes!"

Ye Huai couldn't wake up.

He opened his eyes weakly and slowly: "Husband, Madam..."

He spoke weakly, as if he was really seriously ill.

"Ah, the master is awake? Great! Quick, remove all the needles!"

"Yes."

Dean Wang and Old Song pulled out the needles together, and Ye Huai trembled every time he pulled out one.

By the time it was all over, I was sweating profusely, and even my coat was almost soaked.

During this short period of time, he felt like he had walked through the eighteen levels of hell!

"Thank you very much, both of you great doctors!" Mrs. Ye said, "Qinglan, you stay with your father. I will see you off."

"Yes, mother."

Ye Qinglan quickly called her three brothers to the bedside and pushed everyone else away.

Madam Ye personally sealed two generous gifts of thanks and sent Dean Wang and Old Song out.

"My master's illness came on so suddenly that we were all scared. Thank you both so much for coming today! Please ask the head of the court to tell His Majesty and General Shen that he is fine now. When my master gets better, I will come to the palace to express my gratitude."

"Madam Ye, please stay. We still have to go to the general's mansion to treat Madam Shen. When we return to the palace, we will meet His Majesty Ming."

"Thank you!"

Dean Wang and Elder Song left, and Chunyan wanted to leave too: "Madam, now that the master has woken up, I will go back to report to the general."

"Go!" Mrs. Ye closed her eyes and suppressed her temper.

The heavy red door closed, and the Ye family returned to peace.

Ye Huai had been helped to sit up by his sons, gasping for breath due to exhaustion.

"Dad, how are you?" Ye Qinglan asked.

"It's more painful than death! It feels like having your tendons and bones torn apart!" Ye Huai's voice was trembling as he spoke.

Today will be the nightmare of his life!

"Dad, Ye Qinghuan didn't even come home to see you when your life was in danger. She is so heartless. It's a pity that dad gave her so much dowry." Ye Qinglan said.

"I think she felt something was wrong a long time ago, and deliberately asked Dean Wang and Old Song to expose the master and ruin our plans!" Mrs. Ye said bitterly.

Ye Yuanzhi, the eldest son of the Ye family, said: "Mother, you may have misunderstood. The imperial physician still needs to see the general. If it is fake, how can we explain it to the emperor?"

"What do you know?" Mrs. Ye glared at her son, "Don't speak for that bitch."

Ye Yuanzhi: "Mom, I'm telling the truth and helping you analyze the situation. I'm not speaking for her."

Mrs. Ye: ………

Ye Wuzhi is her eldest son, who is already seventeen years old. But he is a blockhead!

"Send someone to tell the third prince that we have failed." Ye Huai waved his hands. He did not have the energy to pursue Ye Qinghuan now. He just wanted to lie down for a few days.

They even ignored Gao Yu's accountability.

"Dad, you should have a good rest. No matter what happens, my brothers and I will always be by your side." Ye Qinglan took the opportunity to show her filial piety.

Ye Huai looked at his beautiful daughter and sighed, "How great would it be if you were willing to obey and marry Shen Lin?"

"Dad, the prince is also very good. My status in the Marquis' Mansion will soon improve." Ye Qinglan said.

Ye Huai no longer had any hope in her and fell asleep weakly.

Madam Ye pulled Ye Qinglan aside and asked, "Didn't you say Mu Qing wouldn't last much longer? Why do I feel like she's looking better?"

"Someone recommended a miracle doctor to her, and her condition is indeed improving. But don't worry, mother, fate is not so easy to change. Winter is coming soon, and we can make a lot of money by selling the charcoal. By then, I will be a hero in the Marquis' Mansion! Mu Qing will also give me some money. Why worry about not having a chance to take action?"

Ye Qinglan was full of confidence, but Mrs. Ye was frightened.

"It is a serious crime for a concubine to murder the wife!"

"Don't worry, mom. I will do it without anyone noticing!"