Chapter 122 Marrying Shi Huanhuan into the Qian Mansion
Chapter 122 Marry Shi Huanhuan and enter the Qian Mansion
She smiled and curled her lips: "I can feel the sincerity of the Second Madam. This touching love between mother and child makes people moved. I am not a hard-hearted person. If you offer me three thousand taels of silver, I will go to the Qian Mansion with you immediately.
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Xia Yirong raised her head and looked at her in disbelief. Before the treatment even started, she started asking for money.
She stood up with her hands on the ground, not caring about the dust on her skirt, and swallowed her anger: "I will naturally give you money for your cure, and I won't miss you!"
"That's not possible." An Shuyao leaned back lazily: "The second lady's character is shown here, I can't trust her."
Isn't this just a disguised way of scolding her for her poor character?
"I don't have any money with me." Xia Yirong wanted her to go to the Qian Mansion first.
"If you don't see the money, you won't go."
Xia Yirong was so angry that her face turned red. An Shuyao, a little peasant girl, not only held grudges, but also took advantage of money.
She took a deep breath and went outside to tell the money steward to get the money.
Butler Qian hesitated. Three thousand taels was too much.
Xia Yirong said with a dark face: "Go and get it. If you ask, just say I want it."
Most of the money in the Qian Mansion was earned by Mr. Qian from doing business abroad. Even though Mrs. Qian has the air of a noble lady, there is nothing about her that is not the money of the second wife.
Why does Mrs. Qian treat her better than Mrs. Qian?
Just because she is rich, her natal family is even richer than Mr. Qian!
Butler Qian followed the order and left quickly.
After about a cup of tea, Butler Qian came back. He took a box. Xia Yirong opened it and saw that inside was a small stack of silver notes, exactly three thousand taels.
She opened the curtain again and went in, placing a stack of silver notes on An Shuyao's table: "Three thousand taels of silver notes, one cent is a lot."
An Shuyao, who was obsessed with money, counted the money. Tsk, the second wife of the Qian family is indeed doing business outside. He was given three thousand taels without batting an eye.
Xia Yirong kept holding her breath, and her voice was cold: "If my son can't be cured, just spit out the money."
An Shuyao put it in her sleeve, and with a thought, the banknote instantly entered the space. She stood up with a strong smile: "Don't worry, there is no reason to spit out what came into my bag."
Xia Yirong: "..."
She put on her curtain hat and said, "Let's go."
Xia Yirong quickly followed, and at least invited the people there, but the process was a bit humiliating. Xia Yirong didn't want to care so much for the moment, after all, everything was not as important as her son.
She only had such a son, who had managed to raise him so well, and yet he was so useless. She was so angry that she was going to vomit blood.
An Shuyao called several guards from the Yuan Mansion together. Xia Yirong's face turned green. Who the hell are she guarding against? Their Qian Mansion is not so shameless.
But An Shuyao couldn't control his caution, so Xia Yirong had to hold her nose and keep up.
Qian's Mansion was not far from Anhetang Street, and the group arrived quickly, with Xia Yirong hurriedly leading the way.
Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Qian were waiting at the entrance of Qian Ye's courtyard.
Mrs. Qian was surprised for a moment when she looked at An Shuyao: "You..."
"Liuxia, do you know the miracle doctor?" Mrs. Qian asked.
Mrs. Qian's expression changed for a while, and then she whispered in Mrs. Qian's ear.
Mrs. Qian was equally surprised. She was just glad that she didn't really kidnap someone to Qian Ye's house to be his concubine. If she had offended him more severely, whether Qian Ye could recover is another matter.
So far, the people in the Qian Mansion have been very respectful, at least on the surface.
Xia Yirong pushed the door open, and the smell inside the room was a bit stuffy. It seemed that the windows inside had not been opened for ventilation for a long time.
When Qian Ye noticed someone coming in, his emotions exploded immediately: "Get out, get out!"
Xia Yirong hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, Ye'er, this is the miracle doctor my mother invited for you. You will be cured soon."
Hearing the word "miracle doctor", Qian Ye's eyes became a little brighter: "Miracle doctor, miracle doctor, save me, I don't want to be disabled."
An Shuyao frowned and looked at the mother and son.
Xia Yirong is not good-looking, with a big forehead and short chin, while Qian Ye looks very much like Xia Yirong, looking like a pumpkin.
At this time, Qian Ye stared at her with tears in his eyes. An Shuyao was a little speechless. She looked at Xia Yirong and said, "Please second lady, please go out first. I don't like other people around me when I'm practicing medicine."
Xia Yirong hesitated for a moment, then took Qian Ye's hand and told her: "If you need anything, just call me, mother is right outside the door."
Only An Shuyao and Qian Ye were left in the room. Only then did Qian Ye realize that this miracle doctor might be too young?
He even has some cute baby fat on his face, which makes him look very sweet.
An Shuyao pulled up a chair and sat beside his bed. His legs were all covered in the quilt. He didn't know how long it had been since he had washed them. A stench came over him, which made An Shuyao feel disgusted.
In the past, anyone who dared to show such an expression in front of a swinger like Qian Ye meant that he really didn't want to live, but he couldn't care so much now.
He asked eagerly: "Miracle doctor, can this disease of mine be cured? My lower body is paralyzed and I have no feeling at all."
An Shuyao slowly took out a pack of gold needles and said with a smile: "Before you treat the disease, you don't want to know who is the person who really harmed you?"
Qian Ye's breath was suffocated. He wanted to kill that person in his dreams.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I heard his name is An Shuyao!"
An Shuyao looked at him strangely and said calmly: "I am An Shuyao."
Qian Ye's lips were slightly open and his expression was blank.
"But I'm not the one who harmed you." An Shuyao continued: "Her name is Shi Huanhuan, she lives in the same village as me. The chicken fungus I picked is non-toxic, but she doesn't know how to tell the difference. In order to steal my business, she took the chickens from the mountain.
All the toadstools that look similar to the fir fungus have been picked.”
This was the first time that Qian Ye knew that there was another secret behind this matter, and Yan Lu never came to clarify it.
An Shuyao curled her lips slightly: "Actually, in order to retaliate against me a few days ago, your mother wanted to capture me as your concubine to atone for my sins."
When Qian Ye heard this, he didn't dare to admit it. He waved his hands quickly: "I don't know, miracle doctor, this has nothing to do with me. Don't worry, I will never marry you to my death!"
An Shuyao twitched the corner of her mouth, as if she disliked her at first glance.
She continued calmly: "I sympathize with your situation." Then the topic changed: "Why don't you marry her and let her come into your Qian Mansion to take care of your daily life. If it weren't for her, how would you have suffered so much?
sin."
Qian Ye wanted to refuse, but then he thought about it, yes, how could she live her leisurely life with peace of mind even though she had made him like this? He was in so much pain during this period that the physical pain was not as good as the psychological pain.
Evil arises from the heart and takes root like weeds.
He even thought of the woman named Shi Huanhuan kneeling in front of him, crying and confessing. When he thought of this, he felt secretly excited in his heart.
The best torture for a person is to deprive her of her freedom. Qian Ye understood this deeply during this period.
Just to carry a woman through the door, the concubines in his yard could fit into two yards.