The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Chu Yizhao turned around and saw the autumn crabapples glowing with jade-like luster, just as elegant and refined as their owner.

Quan Yanshu looked at her and then at Chang Nian, and asked tentatively, "You gave too much money. This..., the book in his hand is just an introduction to reading. Why don't you wait a few days until he finishes reading it, and then I can help him choose some more?"

"In a few days?!"

Before Chu Yizhao could say anything, Chang Nian got furious. He had a pile of books in his arms, taller than his head. How could he finish reading them in a few days?

"A few days won't do it?" Quan Yanshu was slightly puzzled. "Can't you finish reading these books in two or three days?"

When he was young, he memorized three books a day. Wouldn't it be faster to just read without memorizing?

Quan Yanshu didn't understand why Chang Nian was making such a fuss.

"... "

Chang Nian got goosebumps from these words.

Terrible nerd.

Chu Yizhao smiled and tried to smooth things over. "He is just beginning to learn, so it would be a bit difficult for him to finish reading in two or three days. He doesn't have much time to read on weekdays, so let him take his time."

Hearing this, Quan Yanshu remembered that Chang Nian was Chu Yizhao's servant, not a student in the academy...

He was deflated, and said with a folded hand, "I was not thoughtful enough..."

“No problem”

Just as the master and servant walked out of the door, a voice called out from behind. It was Quan Ying'an.

"younger brother"

He called out to his brother, but Chu Yizhao did not stop.

Chang Nian stopped, he turned around and saw Quan Ying'an standing in the middle of the study, smiling with his eyes narrowed.

Seeing him looking at her, Quan Ying'an raised his finger and pointed at him, then at himself, his throat filled with laughter.

"Not as good-looking as mine."

"... "

Wearing the same clothes is not scary.

The scary thing is that he was telling the truth.

Chang Nian's face immediately fell, and she regretted deeply why she stopped.

He stamped his feet and turned away.

The footsteps gradually faded away. After watching the two people leave, the ink-filled study returned to its deserted and quiet appearance.

Quan Yanshu withdrew his gaze and asked

"Cousin, why are you bullying him?"

Quan Ying'an still had a smile on his face, "Don't you think he looks a bit like my little sister?"

Lively and straightforward, she has not lost her vitality and tenacity even when living under someone else's roof...

Like a vine trying its best to climb.

...

"Miss, that gentleman laughed at my clothes!" Chang Nian said angrily.

Chu Yizhao heard this and teased, "The dark blue is so deep. How old are you this year? The lake blue one you wore last time was very suitable for you, but you didn't want it."

Quan Ying'an is estimated to be in his twenties, a sixth-rank official, calm and composed, with a demeanor that a young man like Chang Nian cannot compare to.

Queqing and he complement each other.

Chang Nian calmed down and said hesitantly, "Then which one should I buy when I go back?"

"No need. It's your birthday in a few days. Let Xia Ning buy you two suitable clothes that are better looking than his." Chu Yizhao waved his hand.

"Thank you, Miss!" Chang Nian was overjoyed and was ready to drive. He held the reins and looked back.

"Miss, Qiaoyu's birthday is also in winter."

“Do it together”

"Hey! Thank you, Miss!"

I was always so happy. I thought I had become a slave and would be at the mercy of others for the rest of my life. But I didn't expect to have meat every day and clothes every month...

Miss is so nice~

Winter is approaching, and the trees along the street are twisting their branches, standing in the bitter cold wind.

The wheels rolled forward, rolling over hard stones. The body of the car shook and lifted a corner of the curtain.

The rich red breaks into the afterglow.

In the majestic and imposing restaurant, several waiters were busy coming and going, holding red cloth and silk flowers in their hands.

Yuxianlou is the largest restaurant in Shangjing City. It is located in the center of Shanglin Street, covers an area of ​​one hundred acres and is magnificent.

The Left Prime Minister and General Zhang were childhood friends. When Zhang Ruyi returned to the capital this time, he had no servants but his family members, not even a wet nurse.

Zuo Sixian was naturally not stingy with money as his close friend was an orphan girl. He booked the entire second floor of Yuxian Tower for Zhang Ruyi. The huge sky loft was decorated into a gorgeous embroidery platform for marrying a bride.

Chu Yizhao got off the carriage and happened to meet Dong Yanwan at the gate of the courtyard. She was wearing a green shirt, which made her look bright and charming in the dull and dry winter day.

"Why are you here?" Chu Yizhao invited the person into the yard.

Unlike her eye-catching green dress, Dong Yanwan had dark circles under her eyes and looked sleep deprived. "My house is in chaos, so I came to hide here for a while."

The two sat down in the courtyard, and Chu Yizhao asked, "Is it still about your nephew?"

"Yes," Dong Yanwan said with a sad face, "There is a way to detoxify, but you have waited so long and are still hesitating."

"Yuer cried every day, and burning incense was useless. My sister-in-law and mother took turns to comfort her, and she couldn't sleep at night. My mother had already collapsed, but I was still holding on..."

Chu Yizhao frowned, "Although the tranquilizing incense can suppress the Qianji flower, the toxin will inevitably cause damage if it remains in the body. My young son is weak, so it is better to force it out as soon as possible."

"We consulted several great doctors, and they all said that bloodletting didn't work. My sister-in-law believed it without a doubt, and wouldn't let anyone else mention it.

But the imperial doctors couldn't come up with any other way to detoxify."

Dong Yanwan closed her eyes in annoyance, "Su Peitong seems to be possessed by a demon..."

Chu Yizhao stopped talking and just listened to her vent quietly.

There is more than one master in the Dong Mansion. If she goes crazy, what about the others?

Dong Chengyou's father is not a stone.

As they were talking, Huaichun came over to serve tea.

Dong Yanwan was thirsty, so she picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. The tea flowed down the stomach tube, and her stomach felt warm. "What kind of tea is this? It tastes good."

"If you like it, I'll pack some for you later."

Wei Xingli was afraid of cold, so when the weather turned cold, Chu Yizhao changed the tea to cooked Pu'er tea and added some Atractylodes lancea, which has the effect of warming the heart and nourishing the stomach.

Dong Yanwan nodded, "You always have these clever ideas, if..."

She stopped talking.

What if?

Even if she trusted Chu Yizhao, what else could she do if her father and brother didn't? Just like what her sister-in-law said, Chengyou was not her child, so it was not her turn to take care of him...

From the initial tension and grief to the current helplessness and irritability, Dong Yanwan is exhausted.

She did not tell Chu Yizhao the truth. Ye Zhen did not fall ill from overwork, but from anger.

She had an argument with Su Peitong, who pointed at the door and told her to get out, saying that she was a basin of water that would be thrown out sooner or later. When her mother heard it, she was so angry that she almost fainted.

Dong Yanwan sighed. She didn't want to force Ah Ming, nor did she want to force herself...

Life or death, leave it to fate.

She brushed off her clothes, and the bright green color made her feel much better. She changed the subject and talked about something that happened recently, "Did you know that Sister Yan's family held a poetry and wine party?"

When talking about gossip, Dong Yanwan's eyes lit up, and the sleepiness on her face disappeared in an instant, as if it was someone else who was dejected just now.

Chu Yizhao's mouth twitched slightly, "I know"

"That poetry and wine party was really funny. The breeze and the bright moon, such an elegant event of making friends through poetry, was actually used for Miss Zhang to choose a husband." Dong Yanwan smiled while pinching her handkerchief.

Chu Yizhao knew the answer and asked, "Where did you hear that?"

Dong Yanwan flicked her handkerchief and said, "Sister Yan told me so."

"The young lady of the Zhang family is looking for a husband through a ball, saying that it doesn't matter who is the right person, and she will marry him. But she is still secretly holding a banquet.

I really don't know why she had to throw that ball.

I heard that young talents gathered in the front yard that night to compete in writing and poetry, and the Zhang family girl was in the back hall observing. If she liked someone, she would get a name card near the embroidery table. "

Being close to the embroidery table means that the chance of catching the embroidery ball is higher...

Even though he already knew about it, Chu Yizhao still couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Is she choosing a concubine?"

In her previous life, Zhang Ruyi fell in love with Qin Sui and made the Qin family a mess. Mrs. Qin often came to Meng Yang to cry and complain, and she stood by and listened.

Zhang Ruyi grew up in the border area. Unlike the families in the capital who needed to be involved with each other by marriage, she just loved beauty and would dump whoever was pretty.

She was free-spirited and could not stand the fact that Zuo Xiang was too cautious.

The day when Zhang Ruyi was looking for a wife was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Coincidentally, the Zuo family married their daughter in spring. Zuo Sixian had submitted a petition several months ago, and planned to bring his family back to his hometown to hold a banquet and worship his ancestors. The departure time was set on the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The time was inconsistent and the Left Prime Minister was afraid that he was not in the capital. If Zhang Ruyi left a beggar behind, he would not be able to explain to his good friends.

It would be better to hold a banquet in the mansion, gather talents from all sides, let Zhang Ruyi hide in the dark and select the man she likes. Then put these people in front of the embroidery table, so that no matter who Zhang Ruyi throws the embroidery ball to, it will not go wrong.

The bad thing was that the unlucky guy Qin Sui was brought to the banquet in a daze, had a note stuffed into his mouth in a daze, was dragged to the venue in a daze, and caught a ball in a daze.

It was all over in a daze.

Zhang Ruyi had kept a beautiful maid by her side since she was a child to serve as a face. When the left prime minister was away from Beijing, she asked Hongyun to take her place on the embroidery stage.

The maid was quite clever, she shed tears, and used the reason of ruining her reputation to pressure him. If there was not one more new bride in the Qin family's backyard, there would be one more corpse of a general's daughter in the moat.

The Qin family had no choice but to exchange the engagement letter and even requested an imperial decree to grant the marriage to give "Zhang Ruyi" some dignity.

It was not until Zhang Ruyi flirted with a man in the street and revealed her identity that she happened to be encountered by the eldest princess and her two companions who were out for a trip that Madam Qin was prostrated on the spot, and it was Chu Yizhao who pinched her philtrum.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Zhang Ruyi broke into the Qin family in the name of his fiancée, lived in Qin Sui's bedroom, and forced Qin Sui to sleep with him. Qin Sui was unwilling, so she stole Qin Sui's underwear, put them on a long stick, and paraded him through the streets on horseback.

This made Qin Sui a laughing stock in the entire capital.

Qin Huaian worked in the Ministry of Rites for his entire life, learning Zhou rituals, managing the imperial examinations, and managing the etiquette of the world. In the end, his future daughter-in-law caused a commotion, and he lost all face. He vomited three liters of blood at the intersection of East Street and became seriously ill.