High-class Spring Joy

"Qingyuan, what's wrong?"

Chu Jingxian seemed startled by her coughing: "Can't you hold your liquor?"

Qingyuan had no time to answer him right now.

She doesn't have a bad alcohol tolerance; in fact, she has a very good one.

She has been cold-sensitive since childhood. Even in summer, her feet are always cool. In winter, her hands and feet are so cold they feel like ice.

The doctor said that it was something she was born with and there was no way to cure it completely. She could only continue to take care of it. But if she drank the herbal soup every day, she would have to spend more than ten taels of silver a month to buy the medicine, which would be a huge burden for her.

It was the doctor who took pity on her and said that if she really couldn't afford it, she should drink some alcohol every day, especially strong, high-proof liquor. He said that drinking it would warm her up and, although it couldn't compare to medicine, it could still relieve her discomfort to a great extent. So Qingyuan has always had a habit of drinking some strong liquor every day.

It can be said that Qingyuan has rarely gotten drunk since she started drinking. While she may not have an insatiable capacity for alcohol, she can at least drink some strong liquor every day without changing her expression or having any impact on her thoughts.

Qingyuan wasn't choked by the wine; she was simply frightened by Chu Jingxian's words.

He wondered if Chu Jingxian knew something.

Qingyuan thought back to that time when Zheji was busy dealing with other things, so he took her to the clinic and left not long after.

Besides, when she took the pulse, only the doctor, Xie Ming'an, and the other two were there. It's unlikely that Zheji and Chensha would have known.

But with the Third Young Master's abilities, if he really wanted to find out, he might be able to go to the clinic, find that doctor, and threaten or coerce him into giving him some information.

However, Qingyuan subconsciously felt that Chu Jingxian wouldn't be the kind of person who would resort to any means behind the scenes.

"I'm fine... This wine is a bit strong, so I choked on it," Qingyuan explained, observing Chu Jingxian's expression, and answered tentatively.

"I was just too tired, so I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest. Did you go to that clinic to ask about me, sir? But there's really no need for you to ask about my status."

Qingyuan wasn't so narcissistic as to think she had such great charm that Chu Jingxian cared about her so much; she just wanted to test him.

She needed to know what Chu Jingxian knew, otherwise what would happen if she accidentally revealed the truth?

She had finally won the opportunity to leave the manor. If the Empress Dowager gave the word, it would be a simple matter for her to leave the Zhenguo Marquis's manor.

She was about to be free, and she couldn't let the Third Young Master discover anything at this crucial moment, otherwise she would be torn to pieces, along with her child.

Qingyuan didn't think the child could be her protective charm. No matter how good the Third Young Master was, he would never accept a woman who had forced herself on him, nor would he accept that his child had a mother whose status was completely different from his.

The more prestigious and powerful a family is, the more it values ​​its social standing and birth.

Qingyuan didn't want any wealth or status; she just wanted to live a peaceful and joyful life with her child. That would be enough for her.

"We didn't go to the clinic, so you don't need to feel too much pressure. Besides, that clinic was just a failed attempt, and we only chose it randomly in a moment of desperation. Perhaps the doctor's skills aren't top-notch. If you're still not well, or if you have any chronic illnesses, I can have someone find the best doctor in the world to treat you. While I can't say he'll bring you back to life, I can definitely cure your ailment."

As Chu Jingxian spoke, he genuinely wanted his top physician to treat Qing Yuan, but he also genuinely wanted to test her.

If the world's best doctor can take Qingyuan's pulse, they will be able to find out whether his absurd conjecture is true or false.

Was his feeling wrong, or was Qingyuan truly that unique woman?

Upon hearing this, Qingyuan naturally disagreed and immediately waved her hand: "This servant has no hidden ailments, so I wouldn't say I'm particularly strong and healthy, but I'm perfectly fine, so there's no need for you to worry, young master."

As she spoke, Qingyuan, fearing that Chu Jingxian might say something else, stretched and yawned widely: "Young Master, it's getting late, and the moon is gone. You should go back and rest early! If you wish to continue moon-gazing, please do so. I have a lot of work to do tomorrow, so I won't be able to accompany you to continue moon-gazing. Please forgive me."

After saying that, Qingyuan immediately slipped away. As for how Chu Jingxian got down from the roof, she wasn't worried.

Zheji and Chensha aren't just sitting around doing nothing; do you think they'd let the Third Young Master fall down like that?

Qingyuan was truly exhausted. After drinking a couple of jugs of wine, her body warmed up, and she became sleepy, sleeping soundly until dawn.

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Under the same sky, on the same night, in the same Zhenguo Marquis's mansion, it wasn't just Qingyuan and Chu Jingxian who couldn't sleep.

Jiang Qingge was so angry that she couldn't sleep at all.

Jiang Qingyun, standing to the side, was also truly indignant: "What kind of person is he? How dare the Empress Dowager praise him like that? He's just a servant born into a peasant family! Sister Jinjiang, you've stolen all the limelight. Now, all eyes in Bianjing are on that lowly maid. Everyone knows that the Zhenguo Marquis's mansion has produced an extraordinary maid with exceptional embroidery skills. But such glory and influence should belong to our Jiang family! It should be us! The one being watched and praised by everyone in Bianjing should be you, Sister Jinjiang!"

As she spoke, Jiang Qingyun angrily slammed down her teacup: "If I had known this would happen, sister, you should have listened to me and killed her directly, ending it all. You're too kind, sister, sparing that wretched woman's life. Who would have thought she'd actually come back to life? And now she's stealing your glory! I saw from Brother Jingyu's words today that he was incredibly proud of that wretched woman. If this continues, it will only ruin your plans and affect your future. That wretched woman must be eliminated, sister."

Jiang Qingge loathed Qingyuan even more than Jiang Qingyun. "As you know, everyone in Bianjing is focused on her now. If I were to harm her now, it would inevitably arouse suspicion. Everyone would wonder if I poisoned her out of jealousy. Otherwise, why would someone harm a maid? If it were really for such a risky act, and I were to lose my good reputation of more than ten years, that would be truly a case of losing both my wife and my army."

"But sister, can you really swallow this? I really can't stand it!"

Jiang Qingyun said indignantly.

Jiang Qingge pursed her lips, a cold glint flashing in her eyes: "What's the panic? Now is not a good time to make a move, but that doesn't mean there won't be a future one. We're just having a temporary burst of excitement. We can deal with her after things calm down, but we really need to vent our anger. Now is indeed not a good time to touch her, but that doesn't mean I can't make her feel the pain of being hurt."