I was pampered like a treasure after being married off to the young marshal, but my father and broth

That day, Shang Sheyu sat in front of her dressing table, holding a snail-shaped eyebrow pencil in her hand, carefully drawing her eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror.

The person in the mirror has a cool and aloof expression. With each stroke of the brush, distant mountains are shrouded in mist, concealing a sharp edge.

Xi'er brought back a basket of silver charcoal from the storeroom and was squatting by the copper basin, poking at it with fire tongs.

The charcoal burned brightly, producing no smoke, and the red glow of the fire illuminated the little girl's face.

Thinking of the turmoil at the Quan Mansion these past few days, Xi'er clicked her tongue and said, "Miss, when I went to get the charcoal just now, I encountered three groups of patrolling guards along the way. There were also more than a dozen soldiers standing at the entrance of our West Garden, each carrying a gun, with a stern face and not even blinking their eyes. It was terrifying."

Shang Sheyu's wrist was very steady, and the stroke at the end of her eyebrow was drawn extremely beautifully.

She put down her eyebrow pencil, picked up the lipstick beside her, and smeared it on her lips. Her expression was indifferent: "Huai'an is the only son of the second wife. He was almost killed last time. His mother-in-law was frightened. Now the family is in a state of panic. It's all for show to those in the shadows, and also to protect the younger ones in the family."

"We've been investigating for days, and that servant boy named Er Gou's body is already cold, but we still haven't found anything." Xi'er sighed, got up and poured Shang Sheyu a cup of hot tea. "The mastermind behind this is hiding too well, making everyone in the mansion afraid to even breathe."

Shang Sheyu took the teacup and sipped it.

It was expected that they couldn't find anything; since the other party dared to order someone to take action, they must have the ability to cut their losses and survive.

The servant boy smashed his head against a wall and died, and the trail went cold.

However, Quan Huai'an has been quiet these past few days and hasn't come to Xiyuan to cause trouble again.

As they were talking, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a faint scent of face powder wafted in.

"Third sister-in-law, it's great to see you."

Jiang Yueyan walked in with a smile, wearing a stylish woolen coat, a red scarf around her neck, and carrying a delicate little leather bag.

Xi'er quickly curtsied and said, "Miss Jiang, please have a seat."

Shang Sheyu stood up, a smile playing on his lips: "Sister Jiang? A rare guest."

The latter, while untying his scarf, exclaimed, "It was really difficult to get into the Quan Mansion today. There were guards everywhere outside, one every three steps and one every five. Even though I come to the Quan Mansion often, I had to go through several checkpoints before they let me in. If you didn't know better, you would think this was the Grand Council."

Shang Sheyu didn't explain, but had Xi'er pour tea for Jiang Yueyan.

Jiang Yueyan finished her drink and then heard Shang Sheyu ask her why she had come today.

Her face lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling: "Of course, there's a big event I want to take my third sister-in-law to see."

"Lively?" Shang Sheyu raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, right." Jiang Yueyan winked mysteriously.

"The annual medical skills competition at the Medical Academy is in ten days. Today is the registration day. I heard that Shang Pengyue publicly declared on her wedding day that she would compete with you, Third Sister-in-law. Now the news has spread far and wide. I want to see you slap that woman in the face, so I came to take you to register."

Upon hearing this, Shang Sheyu was slightly surprised.

She remembered the bet, but she didn't expect it to have spread.

Seeing the little girl's expectant look, Shang Sheyu chuckled and got up to fetch his cloak, saying as he walked, "You seem to have a lot of faith in me. My fourth sister is the legendary goddess healer of the Northern Border City, everyone talks about her. How do you think I can win?"

After putting on the cloak, I noticed the fox fur collar and white leather gloves placed next to me.

She paused, then stepped forward and wrapped the fur collar around her neck, and put on gloves.

A cold sneer came from behind: "What goddess doctor? She's just making herself look good!"

Shang Sheyu turned around and saw Jiang Yueyan roll her eyes wide, looking disdainful.

"My friends at the Medical Academy all say in private that Shang Pengyue is just a half-baked student. She's always late for class or leaves early, and she can't even insert acupuncture needles properly. I don't know which blind person spread the word about her being a goddess doctor."

Shang Sheyu and Xi'er couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Who else could have leaked it?

Shang Pengyue wanted to follow the path of her previous life, just copying it exactly.

As she spoke, Jiang Yueyan glanced out the window with a worried expression and asked anxiously, "Third Sister-in-law, the Quan Mansion is guarded like an iron barrel. Will you be able to get out?"

Everyone knows that Master Quan of the Quan Mansion is a military commander, so it's not surprising that he has guards.

Jiang Yueyan, being carefree and straightforward, didn't think too much about why the number of guards had suddenly increased; she was only worried about whether her third sister-in-law could go out to register.

"able."

Shang Sheyu nodded.

Yesterday, her mother-in-law specifically sent someone to tell her to go out more often to relax and not get too bored by the atmosphere at home.

"That's great!"

Jiang Yueyan stepped forward and took her arm: "Come on, let's go register that person."

The two left the West Garden, got into the Quan family's car, and drove towards the Medical and Benevolent Academy.

It hasn't snowed in the North for the past few days, but the sun hasn't been out either; the cold wind makes people hunch their necks and breathe out their breath.

The main gate of the Medical Academy was bustling with activity.

This is the business's territory, and also the school it runs.

Shang Mingguo was concerned with his image, and in his early years he spent a huge sum of money to build the entire academy into a grand and magnificent structure, with two stone lions sitting at the entrance.

At this moment, a bright red banner was stretched between two tall stone pillars, which read "Registration Office for the Annual Medical Skills Competition of Yishan Academy".

A long table was set up to the left of the main gate, and a boy in a school uniform was sitting behind the table, registering names with a pen.

The area was surrounded by students and locals who were watching the spectacle, all craning their necks to peer inside.

Shang Sheyu and Jiang Yueyan got out of the car and walked straight to the registration area.

Someone in the crowd with sharp eyes immediately recognized Shang Sheyu.

"Hey, isn't that Miss Shang's fourth daughter?"

"It really is her. What brings her here?"

"Shang Sheyu is the senior student at the academy. I heard she accepted Shang Pengyue's challenge invitation before. Is she here to register today?"

"Haha, she actually dared to come?"

The surrounding chatter showed no signs of abating, and mocking gazes were fixed on Shang Sheyu.

Shang Pengyue is a famous goddess doctor and the young mistress of the Chi family, while Shang Sheyu is just the unfavored third young lady of the Shang family. Although she married the "King of the North", Master Quan, who doesn't know that Master Quan is a madman?

Since her birth mother, Shu Qingting, was poisoned to death two months ago, Shang Sheyu has been observing mourning in the Shang family. She also got married a month ago and hasn't set foot here for a long time.

Shang Sheyu originally thought she was invisible and that everyone should have forgotten about her after not seeing her for so long. However, she did not expect that rumors about her had spread everywhere and that people's impression of her was even deeper than before.

With a calm expression, she walked to the long table and said, "I want to register."

"puff!"

"Haha! You really came to sign up!"

Another round of snickers erupted from those around him.

The boy in charge of registration looked up, saw that the person was Shang Sheyu, and immediately a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips.

He twirled the pen in his hand, leaned back, and said lazily, "Oh, isn't this our senior sister? What, you're really going to participate in the competition? Let me remind you, this competition is based on real skills, not child's play. If you lose too badly, it will bring shame to the Quan family."

Jiang Yueyan was already furious from all the sarcasm and ridicule she had received. Now, being mocked by this person again, she gritted her teeth and slammed her hand on the table.

"Why all the nonsense? Just register when I tell you to!"

The boy was startled.

"Just report it, why be so fierce?" He reluctantly picked up the pen and wrote the three characters "Shang Sheyu" on the roster in a crooked and careless manner.

"Alright, next!"

After registering, the two turned and left.

After walking a few steps, I saw another stall not far away, surrounded by even more people than the registration area.

The stall was covered with a red cloth, with a large box in the middle. A boy stood on a stool, waving a piece of paper and shouting loudly:

"Come on, come on! Place your bets now! Place your bets now!"

"The year's biggest spectacle: a duel between legendary healers!"

"Those who bet on the moon and win get a 1:1 payout! Those who bet on the slack and win get a 1:10 payout!"

"This is a rare opportunity, let's give it a shot and turn a bicycle into a Packard!"

Jiang Yueyan was stunned for a moment, then squeezed into the crowd after realizing what was happening.

The red paper was covered with names. Under the column for "Shang Pengyue" on the left, silver dollars and banknotes were piled up like a small mountain, while under the column for "Shang Sheyu" on the right, it was completely empty, without even a copper coin.

The odds difference is even more outrageous.

If you bet on the merchant and praise the moon, you'll win, but you'll only make back your initial investment.

If you manage to win by pressuring others, the profit will be a hundredfold.

Even so, no one dared to pressure Shang Sheyu!

Shang Sheyu: "..."