MTL - The Legitimate Daughter of the Prosperous Medical Fragrance Will Not Marry

Chapter 3 The first meeting by chance

On a cold twelfth lunar month day, the whole city was covered with heavy snow.

Fan Qingyao pushed the broken trolley to stand outside the door of Hua Mansion. He raised his hand and knocked on the red door in front of him. His little body was frozen stiff, and even the palms of his hands that were worn by the trolley no longer felt pain.

 Soon, the heavy door was opened.

The boy looked around and saw a poor little girl standing at the door. He said in a very impatient tone, "Stay away, you stinky beggar. You can knock on the door of Hua Mansion if you want?"

"Hua Yaoting is my grandfather, and my name is Fan Qingyao. If you don't believe it, just ask someone and you will know." Fan Qingyao's thin body stood upright in the cold wind, without flinching or fearing.

The boy was stunned. This little girl looked poor and thin, but the aura she spoke with was a bit colder than the cold wind. Then he thought again, the eldest daughter of the old lady in the mansion was indeed married to the current Prime Minister Fan. His son quickly left a crack in the door and turned around to report in a hurry.

 At this time, the silver charcoal was burning brightly in the main hall of the Hua family.

The four daughters-in-law of the Hua family were sitting around, cracking melon seeds and eating snacks. When they heard that the servant came to report that the eldest daughter of the Fan family had returned with Miss Qingyao, their faces showed surprise.

The second daughter-in-law, Chunyue, didn't pay attention. She asked curiously, "Sister-in-law, you said that my sister-in-law married the son of the current prime minister and would not hesitate to turn against her parents-in-law. Why did she suddenly come back now?"

The third daughter-in-law Peihan frowned, "I guess I can't live my life in the mansion anymore. Who in Xiliang doesn't know that the prime minister's son welcomed a prostitute into the door, which pitied my sister-in-law for her hard work."

The fourth daughter-in-law, Yafu, looked at the boy anxiously, "What are you still waiting for? Invite people in quickly!"

When the other daughters-in-law heard this, they all stood up quickly. Although they had no friendship with the only sister-in-law, they were the only eldest daughter in the Hua Mansion after all, and they could not be neglected when they returned to the manor.

Only the eldest daughter-in-law, Ling Wei, turned cold and turned towards the young man at the door and cursed, "What kind of invitation are you asking for? Married people are like spilled water. Tell Hua Yuelian, our Huajia Temple is small and cannot be accommodated." No less than her giant Buddha.”

The young man was scolded and ran away. The other daughters-in-law stood there awkwardly, secretly cursing the eldest daughter-in-law Ling Wei for her cruelty, but no one dared to say another word on their faces.

The old lady of the Hua family is the eldest daughter of a family of miraculous doctors in Xiliang. However, this medical skill is passed down from female to male, so the Hua family has always been devoted to women.

It is precisely because Hua Yue Lian's eldest daughter abandoned home and never returned home that their daughter was able to learn medical skills from the old lady. If Hua Yuelian had led Fan Qingyao in at this time, everything would have been ruined.

Although the other daughters-in-law also understood this truth, after all, the person standing outside the door was their sister-in-law. They couldn't ignore their consciences like this. However, since Huayue Lian left, the eldest daughter-in-law Ling Wei relied on her The identity of the eldest daughter-in-law suppressed them, so how could they dare to say another word.

The heavy snow was still falling. The boy opened the door and looked at Fan Qingyao who was almost buried in the snow outside. He sighed, "The young lady in the house can't tolerate you, so you'd better leave quickly..."

He said nothing and closed the door directly.

Fan Qingyao stood alone at the door, looking at the door that was three times as high as him, and his heart was colder than the sky.

The young man did not dare to offend his master, so he had to be vague.

Fan Qingyao knew in his heart that the only person who could do such a thing was his uncle's daughter-in-law, Ling Wei.

In the last life, in order to curry favor with her as the queen, my eldest sister-in-law went to the palace all day long to drag her into marriage. But she listened to her eldest aunt's instigation and thought that the other aunts despised her as a motherless bastard, so she gave all the countless gold, silver, jewelry, and land deeds to her eldest aunt.

But the aunt she thought was the closest to her turned around and fawned over Fan Xuening the day after she was thrown into the cold palace.

“Crescent Moon, Crescent Moon…” A hoarse voice sounded from behind.

Fan Qingyao ran back to the cart, took off his clothes and covered his mother, "Mother is not cold, not cold. We will be able to go home soon."

Hua Yuelian raised her eyelids and stared blankly at the plaque of Hua Mansion, "Forget it, Yue Ya'er, it was my mother who insisted on getting married regardless of her family's objections. Now I deserve this end. Let's go. …”

"My mother left before I had Yue Ya'er. Now let Yue Ya'er take my mother home. Mother is not afraid. Yue Ya'er will always be by my mother's side. Yue Ya'er wants my mother to come back to life and live a long life!" A gust of cold wind mixed with ice and snow blew into his collar. Fan Qingyao's thin body trembled, and his little hands, which were purple from the cold, clenched into fists.

 If I want to save my mother’s life, she not only needs treatment but also needs support.

It’s just that the extremely expensive medicinal materials are not something Fan Qingyao dares to think about now, so the only thing she can do is to take her mother’s family with her.

Huayue Lian was stunned for a moment, and a layer of sour moisture filled her dry eyes at some point.

  She didn’t know that her Yue Yaer could be so fearless before.

Consciousness gradually blurred again, but the chapped lips raised an arc of relief.

Fan Qingyao hugged his mother's skinny body tightly, it would be the New Year's Eve in three days.

In her previous life, her grandfather and grandmother were both Buddhists. They would go to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings ten days before the New Year. When she returned on the 29th day of the New Year, her grandfather told her that she was an exception when she was ten years old. I returned to Huafu in two days.

 It’s almost the time of Xu even now.

 Wait a minute, wait a minute...

 ‘Creak, creak…’

 A carriage stopped next to Fan Qingyao.

The cold wind rolled up the car curtain, revealing the fair face of a young man in the car.

His appearance cannot be said to be stunning and beautiful, but his delicate facial features are like the willows blowing in the breeze, the agarwood spreads, and they are as quiet as the distant mountains and deep valleys. The clear and beautiful appearance is intoxicating.

But there was a suspicious blush on the young man's fair face, and even his breathing was panting rapidly, as if he was suffering from pain. His slender fingers were dug under his body, and there were traces of blood on the fingertips.

 (End of this chapter)