The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

The injuries on Yang Qianyu's body were even more serious than Yang Qianqian had imagined.

There were many burn marks on his right cheek, right arm and side of his body. It would take some time to remove them one by one.

Fortunately, Yang Qianqian did bring the surgical tools with her this time. However, without her two capable assistants, Lu'er and Ruyue, it was quite troublesome.

Fortunately, Yang Haoxuan quickly had the back hall of the government office cleaned up and left a room for Yang Qianyu.

With the maids and nannies taking care of everyone, some were boiling water, some were decocting medicine, and everything went quite smoothly.

They found a bright room, asked all the men to leave, and only allowed the maids and nannies to enter.

After letting Yang Qianyu drink the "Ma Fei San" that she had researched by referring to many medical books, she lay down quietly.

Yang Qianqian sighed. This was not the first time she had performed surgery on someone in ancient times. She was just thinking about going under the scalpel.

After all, this woman's experience made her couldn't help but sigh softly.

The wounds on my body have healed a lot after a few days of treatment. Scars have started to form in many places, so I can say that I have recovered well.

Some of the wounds were old and there were traces of whipping, which Yang Qianqian dealt with one by one.

Some wounds that are still recovering cannot be operated on yet. They have to wait until the injury stabilizes before another surgery can be performed.

Let the little maidservant gently wipe the sweat off her head, and don't let her see the bloody stuff. Only find two brave maids to accompany her and pass things to her.

After the operation was completed, she washed her hands and wiped Yang Qianyu's body clean, then she motioned for Yang Haoxuan and his wife to come over: "This is all we can do for the first time, she will stay for too long.

My body is dirty and many parts of my wounds are inflamed. I have to wait until the injuries stabilize before I can do surgery on other parts.”

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Haoxuan nodded with a smile, "When will she wake up?"

"About half an hour!"

Yang Qianqian collapsed in a chair due to exhaustion. She drank a large pot of water before saying, "I'll prescribe a medicine for external application. You can change the medicine for her every day."

Everything was arranged properly. Yang Haoxuan sat down and looked at her: "Qianqian..."

"Ok?"

"Your sister-in-law said that you have a lover?"

"Hmm? Ahem... Ahem..." Yang Qianqian didn't finish her sip of tea, and it got stuck in her throat. "Who... Ahem, who said that?"

Yuwen Shu came over and patted her on the back: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm just guessing, look how excited you are!"

Yang Qianqian quickly turned around and glared at her: "Sister-in-law, can you just guess about this?"

"I saw you hesitating that day, so I guessed that you had someone you loved. Was I wrong?"

Yuwen Shu looked at her aggrievedly, almost like he was about to "point fingers at her".

Yang Qianqian looked at the laughing and noisy sister-in-law with some helplessness: "Of course I'm wrong. If I had a lover, I would definitely tell my brother and sister-in-law as soon as possible.

This isn't a bad thing, so why are you hiding it?"

"Really?" Yang Haoxuan tilted his head and looked at her, "Then do you want me to help you find some young talents?"

"No need?"

Yang Qianqian quickly shook her head, "I still believe in the word fate. If there is fate, we will meet each other even if we are thousands of miles apart. If there is no fate, we will suffer together across the street."

Yuwen Shu smiled and said, "But fate never happens without reason. There must be a medium, right? If there is no one to act as a matchmaker, where does fate come from?"

Yang Qianqian laughed: "Oh, you two, now that your husband and wife are getting along, you want to marry off my freeloader sister-in-law as soon as possible, for fear that I will make you poor, right?"

"How can that be true!" Yang Haoxuan pulled Yuwen Shu over and said seriously.

“My brother has found happiness now, so naturally he wants his sister to be happy too.

Your brother and sister-in-law will help you find candidates. Just the hurdle of brother and sister-in-law is difficult enough!

How can we just marry off our beautiful fourth sister so easily? "

"That's it!"

Yuwen Shu also responded, "When the time comes, Qianqian, if you just say you don't like him, I will immediately sweep him out with a broom, leaving him with a lifetime of longing, and I won't let you marry him!"

Yang Qianqian was amused by the couple and began to seriously consider this issue. In this ancient time, if a woman did not marry, she would indeed be criticized.

What’s more, the pension system here is not sound. When you get old, your children will have to take care of you, right?

By that time, she would be in her seventies or eighties and would no longer have the energy to do business. The maids and nannies would think she was easy to bully and might divide up her property.

Even in modern times, aren't women who don't get married still labeled as "leftover women" or something like that?

Besides, she had originally said that she would consider her lifelong event after she turned 30. Now that she has achieved some success in her career, isn't it time for her to consider it?

I don't know why, but Xiao Zhiyuan's words suddenly flashed through my mind: "I want to support you!"

In fact, it would be nice if I didn't have to work so hard and had someone to take care of me...

But he is a taciturn person who is hard to talk to. Do I really want to wait for him?

What do you really feel?

"Okay, I believe in my brother and sister-in-law's vision, so feel free to take a look. But make it clear first, if I say I don't like it, you can't force me!" Yang Qianqian sat upright and said seriously.

"Of course, you have to like it first!" Yuwen Shu laughed, "My big broom is ready."

After having dinner in the government office, Yang Qianqian went back home. Several days had passed and the banquet was over.

She and Xiao Zhiyuan seemed to have returned to the beginning, with a tacit relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Sometimes, she would look at the starry sky and ask herself: "Yang Qianqian, what do you want?"

Apart from feeling lost, I actually don't know how I would react if one day I really heard someone say "I want to support you" in a serious tone.

But there is always some reluctance.

"You're back?" Xiao Zhiyuan was still looking at the account book. He didn't even raise his eyes when he heard the footsteps. "How was the surgery for your second sister?"

Follow her and you will learn the new terms she uses.

“It was quite successful. Once her other injuries are stable, I’ll do it on her again. It should be almost the same.

Although it's a third-degree burn, the wound isn't too serious!"

Yang Qianqian said this, walked up to him, leaned against the counter, propped up half of her body with her hands, and stared at Xiao Zhiyuan.

"Is there anything wrong?" Xiao Zhiyuan looked up at her.