The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

"Before, they called off their marriage and betrothed Miss Shen San. Now they are going to betroth Shen Li again."

"Have you ever thought about whether this Pingyang Hou, this Shen Li, is willing?"

Mrs. Zhang sighed and stood up from her chair.

"Now we have no other choice but to let Huai'an continue to act as he pleases?"

"Master, you can't bring yourself to do this. I'll go."

"Huai'an has been raised in our mansion for so many years, I have long regarded him as my own son."

"Even if he leaves our Zhang family one day, I don't mind."

"That's the only way." Marquis Yongchang stood up and looked at Madam Zhang.

"Tonight, I'm going to go to the study to take care of some important things, and I'll come back later."

"Yes, sir."

Looking at the back of Marquis Yongchang as he left, Mrs. Zhang slowly closed the door.

The candlelight beside her flickered slightly, and she took out a jade pendant from the cabinet.

The jade pendant is beautifully carved, and is a Ruyi cloud pattern jade pendant. The jade pendant originally had two halves, which when put together formed a jade Ruyi. She only had half of the jade pendant in her hand.

"When can I give this thing to An'er openly and honestly?"

Over the years, the Yongchang Marquisate has carefully cultivated Zhang Huaian, trained him to become the top scholar, and allowed him to serve as an official in the court, hoping that one day he can stand in front of those people with integrity.

As the night deepened, she put away the jade pendant and put it back into the cabinet.

……

The weather was a bit hot and humid at night.

A neatly dressed little palace maid, carrying a plate of ice cubes, went straight to Yongshou Palace.

"My lady, you asked for ice."

In the bedroom of Yongshou Palace, a woman dressed in a cloud-silk gauze skirt and holding a golden round fan in her hand gracefully stood up from the chaise longue.

"Put the ice over there."

The little palace maid pursed her lips and chuckled, carefully placing the ice cubes in the tray on the table.

"Your Majesty loves our queen. It is the hottest time of the year, and other concubines in the palace do not receive such treatment."

"My lady, the ice has been flowing non-stop these past few days."

Concubine Xiao Shufei sat up from the chaise longue, stretched out her fingers, picked up an ice cube from the dish, and sneered.

"I heard that a big fire broke out in Wanfuji Temple today."

"I wonder how the Queen is doing?"

The little maid slowly walked up to Concubine Xiao Shufei, lowered her head and whispered in her ear: "Madam, I heard some crazy talk in the palace today."

The little palace maid turned her head to look outside the bedroom, walked over slowly, closed the door of the bedroom, and walked back to Concubine Xiao Shufei's side.

"It's rumored in the palace that the Empress caught fire in a remote bedroom south of Wanfu Temple."

"The people watching said that when the queen came out, her clothes were disheveled and her hair was messy. She was supported by the Duke."

"This Duke Lin is also disheveled."

"It's just that, somehow, the bedroom happened to catch fire."

Concubine Xiao Shu frowned slightly, and the ice in her hand fell into the jade plate.

"Duke Lin?"

"But what else did you hear?"

The little palace maid whispered, "The Queen's story has spread throughout Yanjing."

"Some people also criticized the prince's identity, saying that his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to the Duke's."

"It's just that I heard from the eunuch that when His Majesty asked about the Queen today, the Queen said that Duke Lin saved her from the sea of ​​fire and asked His Majesty to reward him."

Concubine Xiao Shu sneered.

"Your Majesty is not a fool, but the Queen is still the Queen after all."

"I have been in charge of the six palaces for so many years, and I have done a lot of dirty things."

"Now that His Majesty has shown me favor, it is time to make indirect advances in front of His Majesty."

"The prince's eyebrows and eyes are indeed very similar to Duke Lin."

"Your Majesty is here to sleep with me today, so I would like to mention those rumors intentionally or unintentionally."

……

The summer in Yanjing City is extremely hot and humid.

After noon, the heat gradually dissipated.

In the busy market in the south of the city, a handsome young man in a green shirt placed a plaque and a table beside the street.

There were silver needles and some pills on the table.

There were a few words written in bold on the plaque.

"I take your pulse and examine your patient. If you can't cure him, I won't charge you."

The table was crowded with civilians who came to see the doctor, including men, women, young and old.

There are people who have a serious disease and the doctor has sentenced them to death, but they still want to live.

Some people have some minor illnesses but are unwilling to go to the hospital because they have no money.

There were also some young girls who saw that Yu Zian was good-looking and deliberately came to see him under the pretext of seeing a doctor.

Everyone rushed forward and swarmed forward.

Yu Zian looked at the noisy group of people in front of him and could only speak calmly.

"If you want to see a doctor and have your pulse taken, you have to wait in line."

"Whenever you are ready to line up, I will see the doctor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the noise of the crowd gradually died down, and then they lined up again, one by one, and held their wrists in front of Yu Zian.

Yu Zian stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of the middle-aged man in front of him, and asked him to open his mouth to check the condition of his tongue.

"You have yin deficiency and excessive fire. You need to nourish yin and replenish body fluids. Be careful not to sweat too much."

"I'll give you a prescription. Go get the medicine according to the prescription and drink it for a few days. If you don't feel better, come back to me."

The middle-aged man held the prescription and nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you, doctor."

After the man left, Yu Zian continued to take the pulse of other people.

On the bustling Nanxiang Street, more and more people come to see doctors.

Some come just to join in the fun, while others come purely for free medical treatment.

At this moment, behind the crowd, there was a carriage parked. The carriage was extremely expensive.

The curtain was slowly opened, and a little maid hurried to the front of the carriage and said to the noble lady inside: "Madam, this servant has been observing for two days."

"This young man has been here for two days, and he has been treating ordinary people."

"From what those people said, this young master's medical skills are indeed good."

The beautiful woman narrowed her eyes slightly and her gaze fell on Yu Zian who was taking someone's pulse opposite her.

"Green shirt and white face, the immortal doctor from the south city?"

"Could it be that my best fortune stick refers to this young master?"

"Wutong, take the money and go over there and ask this young master if he is willing to come to our house for a consultation."

"If you can cure my infertility, our Minister of Rites will definitely reward you greatly."

"Yes, ma'am."

Wutong turned around, took two gold bars, and went to Yu Zian's table.

She walked around the crowd and placed the gold directly on Yu Zian's table.

"Sir, my wife would like you to come to the mansion for a consultation. Are you willing to go?"

Yu Zian looked up at her, then looked at the two shining gold ingots in front of him, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Gold, I won't take it."

"Why not accept it?" Wutong was a little confused.

Yu Zian pointed to the plaque next to him and said, "See the patient and pay the consultation fee after the treatment."

"I can go and treat your wife, but the consultation fee is..."

"If you are optimistic, it will not be too late to talk about it later."

Wutong reached out and put two gold bars into his sleeves, "Then I'd like to thank you on behalf of my wife."

Yu Zian looked at the people queuing in front of him and spoke calmly.

"Girl, leave your address first. I have a patient here."

"After seeing these patients, it won't be too late to go to your house."

Wutong nodded, "Our mansion is in Xihu West Lane, Yanjing."

"If you don't come, our lady will come and invite you personally."

Yu Zian had a blank expression on his face and stretched out his hand to continue examining the patient.

After Wutong took back the gold, he walked back to the carriage.

The lady in the carriage heard the noise and drew aside the curtain.

"how's it going?"

"Madam, the white-faced doctor said that he would see you after seeing these patients."

The lady lowered the curtain and said, "That's good. Let's go back to the mansion and wait for him there."

"If he can cure my disease, he will be rewarded handsomely."