The doctor glanced at Yan Lingyan, and Yan Lingyan waved her hand to let him do his own thing.

The deeds of sale of everyone in the prime minister's house are all in Yan Lingyan's hands, so it's not certain who has the final say.

After everyone had dispersed, Yan Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief and applied the blood ointment on her face on time.

At this time, a man and a woman came to Yan Lingyan and suddenly knelt down.

The woman is Yan Ling Xiaomei's maid, Qingliu. The man is the coachman who was innocently lying in arms during the day.

Yan Lingyan was confused: "What are you doing? Get up quickly."

Qingliu said: "Please make the decision for us, the eldest lady. The fifth lady is too inhumane. She is arrogant and domineering. She beats and scolds us servants at every turn. I would rather clean the dung bucket than serve her anymore. I know that the eldest lady can mobilize

I am a servant in the mansion, so please help me, Miss."

The carriage driver also said: "I have worked for the prime minister for most of my life. Today, the fifth lady just refuses to be my carriage. She also said that I don't have to do it anymore. This old slave... I'm here to make the decision today."

of."

Is this Yanling Xiaomei so unpopular?

"Okay, you guys get up first. Coachman, you've been working for half your life, and it's time to retire." Yan Lingyan said to the coachman.

The coachman was stunned and suddenly cried: "Does the eldest lady want to drive the old slave away too? But the old slave still has a family of children to feed. A total of ten people are waiting for food. The eldest daughter is getting married soon, but the family can't afford it.

What should I do if my son cannot afford a wife even with a decent dowry..."

Yan Lingyan was stunned and said hurriedly: "You misunderstood, that's not what I meant. I meant that I have another way out for you."

"real?"

"Hmm. Which village are you from?"

"Old slave, he is from Sanglin Village."

"Sanglin Village, is it the village that raises silkworms?" Yan Lingyan's eyes lit up.

The coachman nodded.

Yan Lingyan pulled the coachman aside, gave the coachman a generous bag, and gave the coachman his contract of sale. Then, he whispered a few words in the coachman's ear.

The coachman nodded.

Yan Lingyan said: "Don't forget to go to Qingmengxi and tell shopkeeper Wenruo, okay, you can go."

After seeing off the coachman, only Qingliu was left.

Qingliu said: "Miss, please help me."

In the gloomy and isolated courtyard, there was a thick layer of white snow, and the earth was covered with silver, which cast a white glow under the moonlight.

The tree in the yard has been blown bare, and its branches are stretched out.

Under the tree, a man in a wooden wheelchair had his eyes closed, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, a man came in carrying an oil lamp.

"Your Highness the Prince Regent, long time no see." The man opened his eyes, his obsidian-like eyes were breathtaking, his eyes were like a desert, and there was an eternal mystery in the loneliness.

Xiao Liyuan nodded slightly, "How are you these days?"

"Not bad, but the prince has lost a lot of weight." The man put his hand next to the oil lamp, warming it from side to side, trying to warm himself a little.

However, he can no longer have his own warmth like a living person. He is as cold-blooded as a snake or a scorpion.

Xiao Liyuan: "Yan'er, she is very good, you can rest assured."

The man's eyes moved, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "She is almost twenty years old now. She must be as lovely as her mother, like a peach blossom in March."

When he said this, the man's face slowly softened.

"Then the man was kind to her? He didn't make her suffer any grievances, right?" the man continued to ask.

Xiao Liyuan told the man everything about the situation in the future tense. He didn't mean to make him angry, he just fulfilled his obligation.

When the man knew that Yan Ling's face had been disfigured, he frowned and asked, "Why didn't my brother say anything about this?"

"The general is also thinking about your health." Xiao Liyuan said. He thought of Yan Lingyan's crying at that time and couldn't bear it. "Yan'er will get better. I will do my best to save her. Even if she doesn't die again in the future.

If Qingcheng is restored, I am also willing to marry her as my wife, and I will only keep her for the rest of my life."

Xiao Liyuan spoke sincerely, and for the first time he had respect for someone other than Concubine Xiao Lan.

The man snorted coldly, "I haven't agreed yet. Your Majesty is too anxious."

Xiao Liyuan was stunned for a moment and then said: "Please allow me to be with Yan'er, sir."

"What if I don't allow it?"

"Then I can only carry her into the palace." Xiao Liyuan said firmly, with a smile in his eyes.

After hearing this, the man suddenly laughed and patted Xiao Liyuan's shoulder. "Don't think that since you are the prince, my Yuwen family can let you do whatever you want. Even if Yan'er agrees, her second uncle will not agree."

The second uncle mentioned by the man was Yuwen Feihu, who was sitting in Shuilin as the general.

His true identity is the 13th legitimate second son of the Yuwen clan of the Tianbo organ family. A few years ago, he suddenly ran away to Shuilin and has been staying there ever since.

He obviously has a carefree personality on weekdays. Even though he belongs to a wealthy family, he always interacts with people on the road, and gradually turns into a big boss of both black and white. His name is well-known throughout the underground kingdom.

But then he suddenly ran to Shuilin and became a general, leaving behind his eldest brother Yuwen Feiyu who looked incomprehensible and countless members of the underground country who looked confused.

When the Wushuang slave went to ask the boss to come back and arrange matters in the underground country, he was captured by Yuwen Feihu and taken into his own army.

And Yuwen Feiyu is the man in front of Xiao Liyuan at this time. The thirteenth head of the Mechanism Family, and the leader of one of the few Mechanism Family left on the mainland.

Now he looks about forty years old, and his eyebrows are as heroic as Yan Lingyan's.

Because of his previous carelessness, his lower body had to be amputated after being plotted by his enemies, and was replaced by mechanical legs. Although he could walk, after getting used to the pain, Yuwen Feiyu made a self-made mechanical wheelchair.

"General Yuwen doesn't seem to have any objections," Xiao Liyuan said.

"This guy..." Yuwen Feiyu said with some disappointment, and then smiled helplessly, "That's all, since I can pass Fei Hu's test, then I won't care too much. But Prince Xiao, let me tell you, if Yan

If anything happens to you, my Yuwen family will definitely destroy your empire with my own hands. I will do what I say."

This is not a wishful thinking, nor is it an empty talk.

There is no doubt that agencies can do this.

Xiao Liyuan also said seriously: "Thank you, Master Yuwen, for your help. I will definitely live up to her. By the way, I have one more thing to do this time."

"Say it."

"Last time, I brought the Golden Bird Feather Hairpin to you, but I forgot to take it away. That thing is a key item. If Yan'er doesn't return it to the Shuilin royal family, she may not be able to escape the fate of marrying into the Lu family again."

After he took the hairpin that time, he took it to Yuwen Feiyu to see, not wanting to forget to take it away. Coupled with his amnesia, he only now remembered where the thing went. If it were a step later, something might happen.
Chapter completed!