Chapter 28: Taking Advantage of the Opportunity to Leave

  Compared to Wu Guanshi's flustered state, Ling Feng was uncooperative and calm.

  "What's wrong?"

  Wu the steward knew that Ling Feng was a man who hated troublesome things, and if he wanted to bother him with something, he had to make it enjoyable for him; otherwise, even if the Emperor himself came, he might not necessarily give him a glance.

  Didn't dare to cover up anymore, and quickly told everything.

  "It's like this. The lady doesn't know what happened, but suddenly her face broke out in many blisters, extremely itchy, and she scratched to the point of being disfigured. The old master knows that Master Ling is knowledgeable about medicine, so he wants to ask Master Ling for help with diagnosis and treatment."

  "This kind of thing, just hurry up and ask a doctor." Ling Feng directly refused.

  Wu Guanshi was in a difficult situation, "The doctor has been invited, but nothing can be seen, just gave some medicine to apply. It got better for a few days and started itching again. Unable to think of bothering Ling Zhuangzhu, the master said that as long as Ling Zhuangzhu is willing to help take a look, whatever conditions Zhuangzhu proposes will be accepted."

  Ling Feng furrowed his brow, "I don't understand medicine, you've found the wrong person."

  After finishing speaking, he pulled Ye Yun's hand and was about to leave.

  Wu's steward suddenly became anxious and blurted out, "It's just that I'm afraid someone with ill intentions might poison it. So..."

  "Poison?" Ye Yun suddenly turned her head back.

  Ling Feng slightly furrowed his brow, and he knew there was trouble.

  Ye Yun's eyes flashed, and she looked up at Ling Feng, "Go take a look."

  Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly in anger, but he found Wu Guan Shi staring at Ye Yun with a look of expectation.

  "Alright, I'll listen to you this time."

  Wu Guanshi was overjoyed when he heard this and hastily thanked Ye Yun, "Thank you, Young Mistress Ye. Thank you, Master Ling Zhuang. This way, please."

  Wu Guanshi led them into the back room, where Wu Youwei was pacing back and forth anxiously. As soon as he saw Ling Feng, it was as if he had seen a savior.

  "Lord Ling, I'm in trouble. Please help me see if my wife has been poisoned. If you can cure her, Wu will surely thank you greatly."

  "Magistrate is being polite." Ling Feng nodded slightly, "And what about your wife?"

  "In here. I'll call her out." Wu You hurriedly ran into the house and brought his wife out.

  The lady covered her face and hung her head low, still sobbing softly.

  Through the veil, her swollen cheeks could be vaguely seen.

  "Take off your veil." Ling Feng said calmly.

  The lady heard this and her figure stiffened, hesitating for a long time before removing her veil, her eyes still flickering with uncertainty.

  Under Wu Youwei's repeated urging, she finally reluctantly took off her headscarf.

  As a woman herself, Ye Yun naturally understood the thoughts of that madam.

  Ling Feng is so handsome that any woman who sees him can't help but be moved, and to show an ugly side in front of him requires a certain amount of courage.

  The woman's face was red and swollen all over, because she would scratch as soon as she itched. Compared to the swollen parts, those finger marks were even more terrifying.

  Ye Yun looked at her and found it a bit strange. Hmm? Her swollen face looks just like an allergic reaction.

  He looked up at Ling Feng, whose face was calm and unruffled, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, as if to say that such a small matter would bother him.

  Wu Youwei saw Ling Feng hesitating and not speaking, somewhat anxious, "How is it? Master Ling."

  "It's not poisoning. Same old routine, three pills, the rest crushed and applied." Ling Feng took out a bottle from his pocket and handed it to Wu Guanshi, "I've said it before, Madam is not suitable for using cosmetics, if such things happen again in the future, don't come looking for me."

  "I didn't." The prefect's wife hastily explained, "This time I really didn't touch those cosmetics again, I just went to the garden once, don't know why it..."

  "Then don't go to the garden," Ling Feng said coldly. "Don't go anywhere there are flowers. Those flowers will make you unbearably itchy."

  Wu Youwei was confused, "The master's meaning is..."

  "Oh, what the wind means is that Madam might be allergic to pollen." Ye Yun took over from Ling Feng.

  Looking at his impatient face, it's probably impossible for him to make things clear to others.

  "Is it hay fever?" Everyone in the house heard this phrase for the first time and couldn't help but look at Ye Yun curiously.

  "There are some people who can't touch pollen, once they do, they become allergic and get a lot of red bumps on their face, it's extremely itchy. Mrs. has an allergy only on her face, other places are fine, which means the skin on Mrs.'s face must be very delicate, can't withstand the damage from pollen. So even makeup is not allowed to touch. Therefore, Mrs. must listen to Feng's advice, he is for your own good." Ye Yun's words were full of concern and her gentle tone instantly captured the hearts of the three people present.

  Especially the prefect's wife, a sentence "explaining that Mrs. Ye's skin must be extremely tender" won her heart, and immediately put Ye Yun into the ranks of her confidantes.

  "I remember. Thank you, Master Ling and Mistress Ling."

  "Oh, right, taking this opportunity, I have an impolite request, please forgive me, Your Honor." Ye Yun's eyebrows furrowed, her expression awkward.

  "Go ahead and say it." Wu Youwei was very generous.

  "It's like this. I think I caught a cold yesterday, but I didn't feel anything at first. Now suddenly my whole body feels weak and I can barely hold on. But the party is in full swing, and we don't want to spoil the mood for everyone..."

  "Oh, never mind, never mind. The mistress's body is important, I'll take care of the guest on that side. Master Ling should hurry up and bring his wife back to rest." Wu Youwei couldn't wait to sell this favor to Ling Feng.

  Ling Feng took a deep look at Ye Yun, this little girl, she's quite good at finding the right moment.

  "Well then, I'll take my leave." Ling Feng stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Ye Yun's waist, pulling her outside.

  "Thank you, Governor and Madam. Farewell!" Ye Yun smiled gently, leaning half her body against Ling Feng's as he escorted her out.

  As soon as they left, the prefect's wife Ling Mei'er said: "I think this Mrs. Ling is quite good. She is not only beautiful and gentle, but also kind-hearted. Master Ling is usually a bit too cold, with Mrs. Ling around, she can definitely help him socialize."

  Wu Youwei nodded in agreement, "Indeed, one can't believe the rumors outside. They say she's a 'shrew'?"

  "Jealous woman?" Ling Mei'er coldly snorted, "That must be someone with ill intentions who is jealous that she has won the heart of Master Ling, and deliberately spread rumors to slander her."

  "The little one also thinks that what the lady said is right." Wu Guanshi replied on the side.

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  Ye Yun followed Ling Feng onto the horse carriage, immediately shedding her disguise, letting out a long sigh and stretching out her legs in an unladylike manner.

  "Ugh! I'm exhausted to death. Next time something like this happens, just push it off on someone else if you can."

  Ling Feng smiled and looked at Ye Yun, "I think you're quite good at handling things. With just a few words, we were able to come out with our reputation intact. And as a bonus, you even cleared your name of being a 'shrew'."

  Ye Yun glanced at Ling Feng with a slanted gaze, unexpectedly even this thought had been seen through by him.

  She playfully stuck out her tongue, "So you've figured it out? Hehe, I'm going to make sure they know that I'm not someone to be trifled with. Let your aunt and grandmother know that."

  The horse carriage started moving, Ye Yun took off the ornate crown on her head, letting a head of jet-black long hair cascade down, scattering behind her back.