Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Curiosity drove Rong Shang to ask: "What is that?"

Blinking his clear eyes, Qin Yan was able to hide his cunning.

The voice was like a trickling stream, gentle and clean.

"The secret recipe for giving birth to a child."

Shang is a woman in the boudoir. When she mentioned these four words, she lowered her gaze slightly and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

Rong Shang gasped and her pupils suddenly dilated: "Is what the eldest sister said true?"

Qin Yan could see through her thoughts at a glance: "My mother told me quietly that she got the secret recipe from a doctor, and it was this recipe that made her pregnant. If my second sister needs it, I will go back and find it. To you."

After pondering for a moment, Rong Shang said gently: "Eldest sister, are you in trouble?"

It is good to marry into a high family smoothly, but inside there is mother-in-law who is looking forward to having grandchildren, and outside there is Shen Yishu who is eyeing her.

Go further.

If she could have a child, she would have nothing to worry about for the rest of her life.

Birds die for food, so it is common sense for Qin Yan to ask for something.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to feel at ease.

Facing Rong Shang's suspicious gaze, Qin Yan had a dull expression, unable to hide anything.

This performance...

Apart from the joy of separation, there are even more philistines.

"My second sister has found a good husband. I think my marriage will be arranged by my aunt..."

Rong Shang understood.

It turned out that I wanted a marriage.

This is true for all women in the world.

What's more, Qin Yan's father doesn't care about his mother's absence, so the marriage is of course in Ding Fuling's hands.

"Don't worry, eldest sister. I'll go and tell my aunt over there. I will also help eldest sister keep an eye on men of the right age in the future."

The fish has been hooked, and the person holding the pole is overjoyed: "Please help me, second sister, to take the trouble."

After seeing the changes in Qin Yan's expression and attitude, Rong Chang lowered his guard a little.

She was born a concubine, and before and after she got married, the ladies and gentlemen who drank tea and admired flowers with her smiled on the surface, but secretly laughed at her for claiming her status.

Every day Qin Yan lived in the world, he reminded her that there was a difference between concubine and concubine.

Once the evil one wanted to die, but that time, this time.

Who knew that the late Madam had left Qin Yan the secret recipe for giving birth to a child?

However, so what about the legitimate daughter? Why don’t you beg her for mercy just to find a future for yourself?

Rong Changxu was embarrassed and said something different: "We are relatives, and the eldest sister has met."

After confiding his heart to heart, Qin Yan stayed in Yan Mansion for another hour.

The two carriages returned via the old route.

The next day, a maid sneaked in and out of the back door of Yan Mansion.

Rong Shang got the secret recipe, kept a careful eye on it, and acted secretly. He only dared to take it according to the recipe after he saw everything was wrong.

Qin Yan is not afraid of investigating if this is unnecessary.

After a few days of leisure, someone asked her to meet in Yizhuang.

"You're pretty good at choosing a place."

Normally no one dares to come to this place.

Except the coffin is the body, perfect for plotting.

"It's difficult for the girl." Ren Zijie wiped a long bench for her to sit on and explained, "It's not that I'm short of money, but I live here. Everyone is taboo about Yizhuang and won't get close to it."

Qin Yan understood it very well.

Pickpockets spend their whole day just walking around the streets and grabbing people's wallets, so it's better to live in a more remote place to save your life.

Ren Zijie returned to business and handed a linen bag to Qin Yan.

"Fourteen years ago, everything around the Rong family was normal. The only unusual thing was that a batch of medicinal materials was purchased that year, but none of them were sold later. They were left in the warehouse and nothing happened."

What he wrapped in cloth was the medicinal materials he bought that year.

Having been hanging out on the streets, Ren Zijie had no problem finding someone to get something.

Qin Yan looked at its quality and took it to his nose to smell it.