The mistress of a marquis's family divorced her husband and married someone else: the scumbag&#

Chu Beiyu felt angry when he thought that he was the Marquis of Pingyuan, who was personally conferred by the emperor, had to be restricted by a woman in some trivial matters.

The imperial doctors took his pulse for a long time and just said that they needed to study it in detail, but they didn't find a way to treat it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have found Ye Qingluo.

"My Lord, please leave. I need to rest."

Ye Qingluo yawned. After a day of running around, she felt a little sleepy and really didn't want to waste any more effort on Chu Beiyu.

No matter how angry Chu Beiyu is, if he wants treatment, he has to follow her rules.

Besides, she had other plans for letting Chu Beiyu go to Huichuntang.

Chu Beiyu saw that Ye Qingluo really went into the inner room and did not intend to treat himself. Just as he was about to follow him in, he heard a lazy voice coming from behind.

"My Lord, if you come any closer, I won't be able to speak. There are many things in my house that can make people suffer. My Lord, you'd better be cautious."

Chu Beiyu stopped, looked towards the inner room, clenched his fists, flicked his sleeves and strode away.

The west courtyard of the marquis's mansion.

Qiao'er hurried into the room, "Second Madam, I just heard that after the Marquis came back, he did not go to the study but went to the Madam's courtyard."

"Did you go to that bitch's place?"

Su Wan was so angry that she swept everything on the table to the ground. Seeing this, Qiao'er hurriedly comforted her, "Second Madam, don't be angry. The Marquis has always disliked your style. Even if he went, it was probably for other things."

"I can feel that the Marquis has only you, the Second Madam, in his heart from beginning to end."

Su Wan's complexion improved a lot, and she slammed the table heavily, "Do you still need to say this?"

"That bitch has lost her mother's family now, what use can she have? Didn't you see how that old woman insulted her today?"

She felt relieved just thinking about the situation at that time!

"How's Xiaolian doing?"

"Everything is going according to plan. The old lady praised the ointment highly. And with the residue, she won't be able to hold out for long given her physical condition."

"only……"

Su Wan's face darkened and she questioned, "Just what? Qiao'er, don't tell me there's something wrong."

Qiao'er said quickly, "Xiao Lian told me that when I was dealing with the medicine residue, I found Cui Zhu beside Madam asking the kitchen staff. Fortunately, after you became the housekeeper, not only the servants in the mansion, but also the cooks were replaced by your people."

"Otherwise, if Cuizhu gets the dregs of the medicine, and Madam knows medical skills, it will be troublesome if she finds out."

"You're a nasty slave who's in the way!"

Su Wan said angrily, "It seems that before dealing with that bitch, we must also get rid of the people around her."

Isn't it the restaurant and Huichuntang that Ye Qingluo relies on now? If he loses the help of the people around him and loses his two industries, how can he have the confidence to fight her?

Since Ye Qingluo is unwilling to leave the Marquis' Mansion and insists on staying here to occupy the position of mistress, then she will make this bitch lose everything.

Let her have a taste of regret!

Su Wan's face was full of venom, and she said in a cold voice, "Calculating the days, it should be about time over there."

Qiao Er paused, "Second Madam, you are talking about Huichuntang..."

The next day, Ye Qingluo brought Cuizhu to Huichun Hall, but when they got there, they found that the hall was very quiet. Xiao Si, who was dispensing medicine, and the doctor were all looking towards a corner.

When Cuizhu followed the line of sight, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Hou...Houye?"

Cuizhu subconsciously looked at Ye Qingluo, "Madam, why is the Marquis here?"

Ye Qingluo was not surprised by Chu Beiyu's appearance. This man acted faster than she expected. "I asked him to come."

"what?"

While Cuizhu was surprised, the doctor closest to Chu Beiyu came to Ye Qingluo and handed her a piece of paper. "Madam, the Marquis placed this in front of me when he arrived, but no matter how I and the other doctors examined his pulse, we could not find out what the problem was with the Marquis' aphasia."

When Ye Qingluo looked at Chu Beiyu, he saw that he was also staring at him. He opened his mouth, but when he realized that he still couldn't speak, he waved at Ye Qingluo again, motioning her to come over.

Ye Qingluo sneered and slowly walked in front of Chu Beiyu.

"What can I do for you, Lord?"

Chu Beiyu's face flushed red and he looked at Ye Qingluo angrily. It was clearly this woman who asked him to come to Huichuntang, but now that he was here, she was still pretending to be stupid.

He is unable to speak now, but he still has paper and pen.

Chu Beiyu pretended to come to the table and wrote two big words: "Diagnosis".

It was early morning at this time, and there were very few people coming to the clinic for medical consultation. Only a few came to get medicine. When they saw Chu Beiyu's abnormality, they looked over and none of them was curious.

This feeling of being watched made Chu Beiyu feel very embarrassed.

"You guys go and do your own things, Lord, leave this to me."

Ye Qingluo said to these people, and then glanced at Chu Beiyu, "Come with me."

In Huichun Hall, the place for getting medicine and consulting is on the left and the right respectively. The two places are separated. There are three doctors in charge of treating patients in the hall. The places where they treat patients are not crowded together, but separated by screens to form separate consulting rooms. This can ensure privacy and solve the problem of patients being crowded in one place.

When she has nothing to do, she will also provide medical treatment, and her place is at the innermost of these three "consulting rooms".

Chu Beiyu followed behind Ye Qingluo, and when passing by these places separated by screens, he did not show any surprise.

This was the first time he had seen this kind of structure.

"Sit down."

Seeing Chu Beiyu still standing there, Ye Qingluo glanced around and reminded him.

Chu Beiyu then retracted his gaze and sat down at the table, only to see Ye Qingluo spread out his hands, "My Lord, if you want treatment, you have to pay the medical fee."

"Did you bring the consultation fee?"

Chu Beiyu slammed his hands on the table and stood up, his eyes burning with anger.

This movement quickly attracted the attention of the people around. The doctor next to him, Cuizhu and Li Er all looked towards Ye Qingluo with concern.

"Ma'am, are you all right here?"

"It doesn't matter."

Ye Qingluo replied, speaking calmly to Chu Beiyu, "My Lord, being angry won't help with treatment at all."

"I guess you came here after searching for a doctor, didn't you?"

Chu Beiyu tried hard to calm his inner anger. Ye Qingluo was right. Before coming to Huichuntang, he had gone to other clinics, but those people were all helpless against his symptoms.

Because of his sudden loss of speech, the emperor has stopped all his affairs, and even handed over the affairs of the military camp to other people. If he does not recover quickly, it is very likely that the prestige he has built up for so long will be directly replaced by others.

If there was no other way, he would never have come to Huichuntang. Every time he faced Ye Qingluo, he felt that communication was extremely difficult.