Forced into a substitute marriage? The concubine’s unparalleled medical skills amaze the world

A hand grabbed her, scaring her so much that she screamed. Fortunately, the hand reacted quickly and covered Jiang Yue'er's mouth, whispering in her ear: "Miss Yue'er is me."

The voice was somewhat familiar, and Jiang Yue'er thought about it for a long time before remembering that it was the maid who had been punished during the day.

She trembled her lips and said, "I didn't punish you. Why did you come to me?"

"It has nothing to do with me."

In the darkness, a trace of disgust flashed in the maid's eyes, but no one noticed it in the darkness.

She lowered her voice and said, "This slave is here specifically for you."

"Don't call me, I will let you go now."

Jiang Yue'er nodded, and then felt the hand on her mouth move away.

She curled up pitifully on the bedside, and saw the maid opening the fire box and lighting the candle.

The flickering candlelight made the maid's red and swollen face look even more terrifying.

Jiang Yue'er reached out and covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

She trembled and said, "W-what's the matter with you?"

"You can't blame me for what happened today. I didn't say anything. It was the princess who punished you."

The maid lowered her head, then slowly raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yue'er: "I know that this matter has nothing to do with Miss Yue'er."

"It's just that this slave is sad and can't sleep."

Jiang Yue'er was relieved when she heard that she didn't blame herself and asked softly: "Is it too painful and you can't sleep?"

"How about I ask for some painkillers? When the princess left today, she said they would give me whatever I wanted."

After Jiang Yue'er finished speaking, she saw the maid shake her head: "No, I just feel hatred in my heart."

"We slaves are like animals in the eyes of their masters. We can be rewarded or punished based on their mood."

At this point, the maid's eyes showed resentment: "You see, the slave was clearly talking to the princess during the day, but in order to show her generosity and generosity, she had others punish the slave."

"This slave is filled with hatred, but there is nothing that can be done about it."

Jiang Yue'er finally understood the purpose of this maid's visit. She was punished during the day and felt dissatisfied.

She whispered: "Then why did you come to me?"

"There's nothing I can do."

The maid shook her head: "You are different from us. You are the prince's benefactor. I heard that before the princess came over, you and the prince were considered husband and wife."

"To put it bluntly, your innocence has been destroyed by the prince. Naturally, the prince is responsible for you."

"If you didn't have a princess, the prince would definitely give you a title."

Jiang Yue'er bit her lip and remained silent after listening to the maid's words.

In fact, she didn’t need to say it, she felt so herself.

Or maybe why she came here.

If she didn't find him, she would live with brother Jingxuan. Even if she didn't have this power and wealth, she could still live a good life relying on her parents.

Thinking of this, she felt a little unwilling.

God obviously felt sorry for her, so he sent her Zhou Jingxuan who had lost his memory, but why did she have to find him!

Although Jiang Yue'er thought so, the words she heard during the day were still lingering in her mind. She could only say in a low voice: "It's a pity that I can't do whatever I want."

The maid immediately answered: "Miss Yue'er, I am a slave, and I don't have Bentou."

"But you are different."

"You have a chance, you can become the master of this palace."

The maid's words made Jiang Yue'er's eyes light up, and then she shook her head: "It's impossible. Brother Jingxuan is still unwilling to give me a title."

"Even my concubine, he didn't give it to me."

She felt a little sad when she thought that Zhou Jingxuan didn't have her in his heart at all.

The maid immediately said: "That's not the case. If the prince really has no interest in you, then how could he treat you as husband and wife before?"

"Now it's just because of the princess's face."

"Miss Yue'er, are you willing to go back to the countryside from here?"

The maidservant's expression was sharp and she approached Jiang Yue'er step by step: "Are you really willing to marry a vulgar mud-legged man and be tortured by him every day after leaving the palace?"

Jiang Yue'er stepped back step by step, and finally fell to the bedside, sitting down in a daze.

She murmured: "I am not willing to do it."

Then he slowly raised his head and looked at the maid: "I'm not willing to do it."

"But so what?"

"There is nothing we can do if we don't give in!"

When the maid saw Jiang Yue'er like this, a weird smile appeared on her red and swollen face, which looked particularly charming under the candlelight.

"If there is a way, I will help you stay."

"This slave is obviously kind-hearted to help the princess, but she is too cruel to a servant like this slave."

"I have nothing to ask for, I just hope that Miss Yue'er will become the master of the palace in the future and treat us servants kindly."

When she said this, she shed tears at the right time, looking extremely sad.

"That poisonous woman, on the surface, pretends to be kind and generous in order to maintain the image of the princess, but in reality, she tortures and embarrasses us servants in every possible way."

"We have long been miserable."

"I am a slave in the daytime, but I can't help you, Miss Yue'er."

After saying that, she immediately knelt on the ground: "I was tortured so much that I couldn't bear it anymore. I wanted to live a better life, so I said those words in front of you on purpose."

"I just wanted to please her so that I wouldn't torture the slave anymore, but who would have thought that she actually punished the slave severely just to save face in front of you."

"Although I am a slave, I am also a living person."

Having said this, the maid stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears: "Now I can only place my hope on you."

"Miss Yue'er, you have a kind heart. If you become the master of the palace in the future, we will definitely feel better."

Jiang Yue'er was moved by what she said. She didn't know that there were so many maids in a wealthy family, and how could a housewife have nothing to do with a little maid who was not common at all.

These were just words to coax her, and she was the only one who replied.

Jiang Yue'er did not doubt the authenticity of what the maid said. She only felt that Jiang Si must be who she said she was. Otherwise, why would she punish her if the maid clearly said good things about her?

Jiang Yue'er had no idea that such gossiping slaves were the most taboo existence in the backyard.

Jiang Si only allowed her to slap her a few times, which was considered a mercy.

But based on her knowledge, Jiang Si was wrong. She was just like the maid said!

Jiang Yue'er saw this and immediately helped the maid up on the ground: "Don't be like this. If, if I really have a chance to gain a foothold in the palace, I will naturally not bully you."

Yan'er wiped her tears: "I know that Miss Yue'er is kind-hearted. Today I said so many unpleasant things. I really deserve to die."

Yan'er looked at Jiang Yue'er with red and swollen eyes, and said softly: "Miss Yue'er, the most important thing right now is that you must first establish a foothold in the palace."