nucmednet Chapter 143: I Have Lost
Chapter 143: I Have Lost
As darkness fell, the lights in each courtyard of the Ye Manor were gradually turned off, and the entire manor became exceptionally quiet.
In the courtyard of Fourth Aunt, the lights in the main house suddenly came on.
The old nanny An, who served Fourth Concubine closely, brought everything and placed it on the table in the main room: "I don't know if this stuff will work, so I didn't buy much. The pharmacist said to mix it with yellow wine to make a paste and apply it to the face."
Fourth Aunt sat leaning against the headboard, biting her lip, constantly tugging at the corner of the blanket, struggling internally.
Granny An glanced at Fourth Concubine: "Why don't you apply it to your legs first? I just smelled it, and actually, after it's made into medicine, the smell... isn't that strong."
"After I apply the ointment, I will wrap it with a breathable cloth to prevent it from getting everywhere."
"Alright." Fourth Aunt threw the quilt aside in annoyance: "Hurry up and apply it, be quick and efficient. The more you dawdle, the more I want to do it, and the more I want to do it, the less I want to do it."
Granny An responded, mixed the powder with the yellow wine, and then brought it to the bedside.
Before she even got close to the bed, Fourth Aunt had already pinched her nose: "Hurry, hurry, hurry."
Granny An quickly applied the ointment to her legs, then tore off a piece of cloth to wrap them up and tied them with a rope.
Fourth Aunt lay back on the bed, but whether it was because she was thinking about something else or something else, she felt that her legs were sticky and uncomfortable, and she felt that there was a smelly chicken droppings lingering in her nose.
Fourth Aunt gritted her teeth, secretly resentful, determined to settle accounts with Ye Qing'an once this was over.
We absolutely cannot let it end like this.
The next morning, before the servants in the courtyard woke up, Granny An quickly prepared hot water, removed the cloth covering Fourth Concubine's legs, and washed off the dried fabric.
"It seems to be getting a little better..."
Granny An carefully compared the rashes on her legs and hands: "Your Highness, you see, it really is a bit better. Last night, the color and number of the rashes on your legs and hands were almost the same."
"But now, Master, look, the lighter-colored rashes on your legs have all disappeared, and the darker ones have started to scab over. But the ones on your hands and face show no signs of improvement..."
Fourth Aunt also saw it, but she just pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
Granny An smiled and said, "It seems that the folk remedy that the young lady mentioned is true."
"So what if it is?" Fourth Aunt snorted. "This recipe makes me smear chicken droppings all over myself! Stinky, sticky chicken droppings! Am I supposed to thank her?"
Fourth Aunt raised her hand and sniffed it, immediately scrunching her face in disgust: "It stinks!"
"This servant will immediately prepare some water for Master's bath."
After finishing her sentence, Granny An cautiously asked, "Since it's effective, would you like to apply it to other parts of your body as well?"
When Fourth Aunt heard An Mama's question, she remained silent with a gloomy face.
Granny An didn't ask any further questions, but simply brought in water and poured it into the bathtub.
Fourth Aunt slammed her fist on the bed, her face turning ashen: "Apply it! Apply it all over! Then shut the door and refuse all visitors. Don't allow anyone to come..."
Granny An opened her mouth as if to say something, but seeing the Fourth Concubine's ferocious expression, she swallowed her words: "Yes."
No one saw a flash of silver light pass through the room.
Jiuxiao told Ye Qing'an about the scene in the Fourth Aunt's courtyard as a joke: "I never thought she would actually put that stuff on her face. That's...that's chicken poop."
Ye Qing'an was not surprised: "I said yesterday that women, especially those in the inner quarters, care a lot about their appearance. I don't know if it's to compete for favor, but more often it's to compete with the other concubines in the household."
"Si Madam's face has been damaged, and countless people in this courtyard are waiting to see her make a fool of herself. Naturally, she will not be willing to pay any price."
"It's just chicken droppings."
Jiuxiao clicked his tongue: "I always thought I cared a lot about appearance, but now it seems I've lost."
"However, Fourth Madam has already closed her doors to visitors, probably because she doesn't want to be laughed at. Alas, what a pity, such a wonderful sight cannot be shared with others."
Ye Qing'an chuckled: "It's not impossible."
Jiuxiao suddenly turned to look at Ye Qing'an: "What do you mean? Do you have a solution?"
“There is a way, of course.” Ye Qing’an smiled and said, “Just wait and see.”
Ye Qing'an had just returned from Master Lingjun's place and only stayed in the Cloud Dreamland for a short while before going to have dinner with Eleven.
During the meal, Eleven kept looking up at Ye Qing'an.
Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?
"No." Eleven quickly waved his hand, and waited for the maid to clear away the dishes before lowering his voice and saying, "Mother, this dress, you must have worn it before, right?"
"You went through it, so what?"
Eleven bit her lip: "Mother, aren't you going to change into a new dress?"
Ye Qing'an was secretly puzzled: "New clothes? Why should I change into new clothes?"
Eleven immediately became anxious: "Uncle Xu is coming to pick us up to fly kites later, Mom, have you forgotten? How could you forget something so important?"
"..."
Eleven immediately stepped forward and pulled Ye Qing'an up: "Quickly, quickly, let me go inside with you and see what kind of clothes you have."
Ye Qing'an was extremely helpless. Was he in such a hurry to marry her off?
My own biological child.
"This dress won't do; it's too plain and doesn't look good."
"This won't do. I've seen you wear it several times already."
"Isn't this flower too tacky?"
Eleven rummaged through the trunks and said, "Didn't you say you made a lot of clothes for Mother after returning to the manor? Why are they all like this? It seems the embroiderers in this manor aren't very good."
Ye Qing'an listened from the side and laughed: "Then what do you think I should wear, Eleven?"
Eleven seemed stumped by Ye Qing'an's question. She turned and stared at Ye Qing'an for a long time, unable to come up with a description: "I don't know either, it's not like that. My mother is so beautiful, of course she deserves the best."
Just as Eleven was feeling melancholy, she heard a maid outside report, "Young Miss, Physician Xu has brought some things over."
"Uncle Xu?"
Upon hearing this, Eleven was startled, and her eyes immediately lit up: "Let me see, let me see, let me see what Uncle Xu brought to Mother."
The items were brought in quickly.
When Eleven saw what the maid was holding, she clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Uncle Xu really understands me perfectly! I was just worried that I didn't have any pretty clothes for my mother to wear, and Uncle Xu brought them over."
Eleven stepped forward on her own and looked at the clothes on the tray: "Mother, come quickly, wear this one, this dress is so beautiful!"