Wrongly offended the Jade-faced Buddha, the divinely calculated pregnant concubine just wanted to li

Liuli immediately understood what Yi Qianhuan meant.

Not everyone can afford to accept the gift from her young lady.

If you are not destined to receive this precious gift, you will have to pay a price.

When Yi Qianhuan walked to the room where the previous master lived, the door in front of him suddenly opened from the inside.

A familiar figure appeared at the door, and Yi Qianhuan narrowed her eyes slightly: "Madame Gui?"

Aunt Gui rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and when she was sure that the person standing in front of her was a living Yi Qianhuan, her old eyes instantly turned red: "Young Madam! You're finally back!"

"Let's talk about it after we go inside." Yi Qianhuan looked at Aunt Gui deeply.

Nanny Gui wiped her tears and quickly made way for Yi Qianhuan to enter the house.

Standing in the house, Yi Qianhuan looked around.

It was exactly the same as she remembered, kept clean and tidy.

The original owner did not like extravagance.

The room is decorated in a fresh and elegant style, with almost no valuable ornaments.

The most valuable ornament is the exquisite landscape painting screen placed on the west side.

"Madam Gui, why are you here?" Yi Qianhuan asked casually as he walked towards the screen.

Today all the servants in this mansion should go to the front yard to help.

"Madam, my family and I all work in Qingzhu Courtyard. Normally, we cannot leave Qingzhu Courtyard without the permission of the eldest lady." Nanny Gui answered truthfully.

"You have been guarding Qingzhu Courtyard for the past few years. Thank you for your hard work." Yi Qianhuan stood in front of the screen, looking at the exquisite landscape painting on it.

This landscape painting consists mostly of water, and the trees and birds are all portrayed vividly.

You can tell at first glance that it was created by a famous artist.

"Young Madam, this is what I should do. When Young Madam was still alive, she took great care of our family. I look forward to her coming back every day..." Madam Gui was a little excited.

Yi Qianhuan hummed calmly, "Liuli, take this screen to the backyard and burn it."

"Yes." Liuli responded and walked forward to move the screen.

Seeing this, Aunt Gui hurried over to stop Liuli: "Madam, this screen was given to you by the prince. You said you wanted to treasure it for the rest of your life."

"I don't like it now. I'd better burn it so I don't get upset looking at it."

This screen was given by Helian Xiu Jin on the second day of his wedding to the original owner.

From that time on, he had made up his mind to get rid of the original owner.

Qingzhuyuan is located in the yin-gathering part of the mansion, and women are yin in nature. If they live in a place with too much yin energy, they will suffer from minor illnesses at best, and even die from a serious illness at worst.

Every object painted on the screen has a yin attribute, making the room even more yin.

The original owner had lived here for too long, and his body had been corroded by the negative energy, so naturally he would get sick.

It was precisely because his body gradually weakened after marriage that the original owner had to give up continuing to go to the battlefield and was completely trapped in the backyard of this marquis' mansion since then.

Nanny Gui was stunned. She felt that the young lady in front of her seemed different from before.

But at this moment, she likes the young lady more.

If she were to say, the prince was not worthy of the young lady!

"Miss, let me help you." Nanny Gui stepped forward and helped Liuli move the screen.

Yi Qianhuan looked at the backs of Nanny Gui and Liuli as they left, and nodded with satisfaction.

She only needs people who are loyal to her, not those who are loyal to the Marquis' Mansion.

After a while, Liuli came back alone.

"Miss, I asked Aunt Gui to prepare food for you." Liuli came to the couch, squatted down and massaged Yi Qianhuan's legs. "Miss, eat something to fill your stomach later. You still need to take medicine."

Yi Qianhuan lazily lay on the soft couch and asked, "Why hasn't Yi Mobao come back yet?"

Seeing that Yi Qianhuan finally remembered Yi Mobao, Liuli left a drop of cold sweat on her forehead: "Maybe he is on the way back. By the way, Miss, we received ***'s invitation before we came to the capital..."

"I don't want to go." Yi Qianhuan said directly.

"But *** said in the invitation that he got a thousand-year-old jade lamp and wanted to invite you to come and see it. I heard that this thousand-year-old jade lamp is a rare treasure."

When Yi Qianhuan heard the words "rare treasure", his eyes suddenly lit up: "I haven't seen *** for a long time, I don't know if she is doing well recently."

Feeling that the *** already knew how to control her young lady, Liuli curled her lips and smiled: "Whenever the young lady wants to go, I will send someone to send a letter to the *** mansion tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow." Yi Qianhuan answered casually, and then she changed the subject, "I just asked you why Yi Mobao hasn't come back yet, why didn't you answer me?"

The corner of Liuli's eye twitched.

Oh no, her young lady has already guessed that the young master has gone somewhere else.

Just as Liuli was thinking about how to cover for Yi Mobao, the window of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Yi Qianhuan sat up from the couch and looked towards the window.

Liuli drew the dagger directly from her waist.

I saw a small figure in a light grey brocade robe nimbly climbing in through the window.

As soon as Yi Mobao entered the room, he felt a mysterious gaze falling on him, so he lowered his head and walked towards the soft couch.

"Mom, I bought you sweet bean cake..." Yi Mobao took out an oil-paper bag from his arms and handed it to Yi Qianhuan.

Yi Qianhuan looked at Yi Mobao's smiling face. Although his anger had mostly dissipated, he still deliberately put on a stern face: "Where on earth have you been?"

"Nothing can be hidden from mother's eyes." Yi Mobao gave Yi Qianhuan a thumbs up, "I just went to treat a patient. Mother, I have never seen such a strange patient!"

Seeing Yi Mobao's excitement when he mentioned this, Yi Qianhuan felt helpless.

Her son was only five years old, but he was not interested in eating, drinking and having fun. He just liked to study medicine and poison.

The only things that could attract him were strange poisons and various rare and intractable diseases.

"What kind of patient is it?" Liuli asked curiously.

"It's a young man who is the same age as me. He suffers from severe narcolepsy, and every time he falls asleep he sleepwalks. But his sleepwalking is different from others' sleepwalking." At this point, Yi Mobao's tone became a little more serious, "When the young man sleepwalks, it's like he has a new soul. He becomes manic and behaves perversely. And every time he sleepwalks, he can connect to the last time."

"When I arrived at the Governor's Mansion, the young master was sleepwalking and smashing things! The servants of the Governor's Mansion said that he had not recovered from his normal state for two consecutive days."

"What did you say?" Yi Qianhuan's tone sank, and his breathing tightened a little, "You went to the Governor's Mansion?"

Yi Mobao nodded and looked at Yi Qianhuan anxiously: "Can't I go to the Governor's Mansion?"

Realizing that she had overreacted, Yi Qianhuan softened her tone, "Nine Thousand Years Old Ji Chi Lian is such a dangerous and terrifying person. Mother had already told you before we returned to Beijing that if you saw him, you should run as far as you could. You forgot everything."

Yi Mobao had indeed forgotten about this. It was only after Yi Qianhuan reminded him that he remembered that his mother had said before that their Yun Zhao had a powerful eunuch named Jiu Qian Sui who had connections with everyone. He appeared to be as cold and gentle as a jade Buddha, but in fact he was cruel and ruthless.

This Nine Thousand Year Old Man treated everyone equally, regardless of gender, age or status. If anyone was so blind as to offend him, it would be a blessing to die a quick death.

Only then did he realize that he had really made his mother worried. Yi Mobao scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm sorry, mother, I really forgot. But don't worry, I didn't see the Nine Thousand Years Old this time."

Hearing Yi Mobao say this, Yi Qianhuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Mobao, do you still remember what your mother arranged for you? If someone asks you who your father is and how old you are this year, how will you answer?"

"My father died of illness three years ago. I am over four years old this year." Yi Mobao answered readily.

In fact, he is already five years old, and he doesn't even know whether his cheap father is dead or not.

But it doesn’t matter, he just needs to listen to his mother.

Yi Qianhuan nodded: "Does the young man you saw look like you?"

A very unrealistic idea emerged in her mind.

Yi Mobao shook his head: "Not really."

Hearing this, Yi Qianhuan's eyes dimmed a little.

It seems that she is missing Xiaobao so much that she is going crazy.

Otherwise, how could she feel that Ji Chilian's adopted son was her lost treasure?

"Mother, this is the imperial edict." Yi Mobao was afraid that Yi Qianhuan would think he was lying, so he took out the imperial edict.

Yi Qianhuan took the imperial edict and glanced at it, then looked at Yi Mobao and asked, "How is that young master now?"

"I gave him a soothing pill, and now he has temporarily recovered to normal." Yi Mobao replied, "But if we want to cure his illness, we still need to study it carefully."

"You are not allowed to interfere in this matter anymore, and you are not allowed to go to the Governor's Mansion again." Yi Qianhuan's tone suddenly became cold and serious.