In the middle of the night, it was raining heavily, and there was thunder and lightning.

"In the middle of the rose and chrysanthemum tea, there is an orange apricot bun, and there is a string of licorice, licorice, and mint..."

The dim yellow light, the warm stove fire, and the clear children's voice carried "Tangtou Song", forming a stark contrast with the bitter wind and rain outside the room.

Yi Qing leaned against the pillow of the Arhat bed, holding a medical book in his hand and listening to it casually.

There were too many words that he didn't know. This book seemed a little difficult.

Hearing the sleepy voice of the bun, she said, "Let's call it a day."

A four-and-a-half-year-old steamed bun was at the age of being playful. When he heard her words, joy appeared in his obsidian-like eyes. He ran over to her and asked her to tell him a story.

"Bang bang bang—" The door was knocked heavily, and there was a sense of horror in the rainy night.

Yi Qing thought that Zisu, the maid who went out to sell medicine, had come back. He put down the book, stepped on the wooden stake, and went out to open the door with a lantern and an umbrella.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, there was an unfamiliar old maid standing outside with an umbrella maid behind her. Behind them, there was a shadow of a carriage.

"Second Young Lady." The older female servant was frozen. Her face was blue and purple, and she said with a fake smile, "I am the older female servant Zhao of the Lord Protector's Manor. I was ordered by Madam to come to the capital city to pick up the Second Young Lady. The Second Young Lady, pack up and follow me!"

A chill ran through Yi Qing's heart. "Did someone from Huai'en's Manor come to bring me into the city overnight?"

She was the daughter of a mistress who was not acknowledged by her legitimate mother. She was sent to a village in the outskirts of the capital and lived here for twenty years.

No, to be exact, eight years.

The real Yi Qing had died eight years ago by bumping into a tree. The current Yi Qing was a remnant of the cinerary ashes from the 21st century. In her previous life, she was a doctor, but unfortunately, she was killed by a patient who jumped off a building. She opened her eyes and time-traveled here.

Her biological father was a woman who lived off a woman. With the power of the Yue family, he could barely be the heir of a duke. Such a pretty boy was so naughty that he had sex with her and gave birth to her.

Her legitimate mother brought her people to the place where her biological father hid his beauty. Her biological mother was frightened and could not get up. Her original body was exiled here.

Yi Qing squinted at old woman Zhao and said, "Why did you pick me up to the capital city? Are you going to have a funeral?"

Obviously, the older female servant Zhao did not expect that she would dare to speak like this. She said angrily, "Second Young Lady, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning when you speak like this? You grew up in the village and are really ill-bred!"

"People who are born but not raised are not afraid of being struck by lightning. What should I be afraid of?" Yi Qing sneered. "I have nothing to do with your Huai'en Duke's Manor. I will not see you off."

"You." The older female servant Zhao was trembling with anger. Obviously, she did not expect her to be like this. "I'm afraid it's not up to you! Don't refuse a toast only to be punished. You have to go back with me today. Even if I tie you up, I have to go back and report it!"

Hearing the sound of hooves coming from the rain curtain, Yi Qing suddenly felt relieved and said with a fierce look, "Why don't you give it a try?"

If she didn't guess wrong, it was Zisu who came back.

In front of Zisu, these people were no match for her at all.

While they were talking, a slightly nervous child's voice came from the room. "Mother, why haven't you come in yet?"

"Mom will be here soon. Be a good girl."

Hearing this, the older female servant Zhao felt as if she had been struck by thunder. "You, you are married?"

Yi Qing smiled slightly. "My son is four and a half years old. What do you think?"

She deliberately misled old woman Zhao. Who said that she couldn't have a baby if she didn't get married?

Her son belonged to her alone, hmph!

"Nanny Zhao." At this time, the maid behind Mammy Zhao, who was holding an umbrella, became anxious. "Young Lady has married someone before. How can she go back and get married for the Eldest Young Lady? What should we do?"

"Shut up!" Old woman Zhao said angrily.

Oh, it turned out that she was taken back to be the scapegoat. Could it be a little new?

"I'm afraid I can't help you." Yi Qing put on a fake smile and said, "Take your time. You don't have to say anything. The wind is too strong. Don't play with your tongue."

"Bring her back first!" The older female servant Zhao paused and stamped her feet.

The sound of the horse's hooves came from far to near and finally came to him.

Zisu jumped off the horse and stepped on the muddy water.

She was much taller than ordinary women, with an empty medicine basket in her hand and a heavy sword on her back.

"Who do you want to take away?" Zisu put down the medicine basket and stood in front of Yi Qing with a cold face.

"You, you are her husband?" It was obvious that Mammy Zhao had misjudged Zisu's gender.

Yi Qing burst into laughter. She didn't mind that Zisu was wet. She leaned her head on Zisu's shoulder and said in a sweet voice, "Husband, if you come back a little later, I will be kidnapped and married!"

"I want to see who dares!" Zisu's voice was as cold as ice, adding a bit of cruelty to the cold rainy night.

Only the servant girl and the coachman behind her came. She quickly weighed her options and felt that the three of them were no match for Zisu. She shouted in her mind that she had made a mistake and subconsciously stepped back two steps. She stepped on the servant girl's feet and slapped her in the face. "You are so stupid."

Yi Qing sneered. "Those who bully the weak and fear the strong."

The older female servant Zhao blushed immediately. However, she didn't dare to say anything when she looked at Zisu. Her mind was racing. She didn't expect that the Second Young Lady was already married.

In this case, it was better to go back and report it. It was not her fault. Who would have thought that the Second Young Lady would be so bold?

"Second Young Lady, it's not over yet if you don't tell your parents to get married!"

"I don't want to let go of the fact that I'm born but I don't want to raise it. Let's see each other in person!"

Hearing that she was going to sue the emperor, old woman Zhao's face turned pale. She didn't dare to let go of her malicious words and left in disgrace.

Yi Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the carriage galloping away in the rain, he said to Zisu with a smile, "My husband, you came back in time."

Zisu curled her lips and said, "Go to the imperial court. Son to father. Beat him a hundred times."

Yi Qing: "...Humph! I'm just trying to scare that stubborn slave, aren't I? Hurry up and enter the room. I'm freezing to death!"

How could she say that she was at a disadvantage? If she didn't answer the last sentence, she would lose sleep tonight.

After they entered the room, the bun rushed over and looked at Zisu with admiration. "Auntie Zi, it's good that you're back. The bad guys can't take my mother away!"

"Your mother is a cat, and she has nine lives. I won't be in trouble if she doesn't." Zisu was very gentle to steamed stuffed buns. She touched his head, took out a nine-piece chain from her arms, and handed it to him. "I bought it for you. You can play tomorrow. Go to sleep."

Bao Zi thanked her obediently and climbed onto the brick bed to sleep with the Nine Rings in her hands.

Yi Qing left the chicken soup in the pot for Zi Su, and Zi Su said while changing clothes behind the screen, "A total of two taels of silver and three hundred pieces of money. I spent three hundred pieces of money, and everything I bought was in the medicine basket. I also put away the silver."

"Okay." Yi Qing was very assured about her. "Why are you back so late? Did you go out of the rain? Why don't you stay in the inn for a day and come back tomorrow morning?"

"I came back late because Xiao Jinghan was dead. I asked around and wasted some time."

The bowl in Yi Qing's hand fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.