Chu Yunyao took Bao'er's hand, retreated to the comfortable sofa and sat down, "It's not impossible for me to heal her, it's just more troublesome."

"As long as it can be cured, it's fine. She's your real sister." Chu Qingze waved his hand, and drove away the people standing beside him sharply, leaving only the fourth concubine, and said earnestly: "Yun Yao, Yun Yan has never been in love since she was a child." Sensible, spoiled by me and her mother, said some exaggerated things, don't take it to heart."

The fourth aunt hurriedly interjected: "Yes, yes, you grew up in the countryside, and your mother passed away early, so you must be more sensible than our Yunyan, you will not care about her, right?"

Bao'er's blood surged while listening, wishing to beat up the two shameless people.

He kept saying that the lady was born by a mother but not educated by her mother, and said that the lady had no tutor. Now that she knows how to treat medicine, she said that the lady is sensible.

Miss is younger than Chu Yunyan, why can't she argue with Chu Yunyan?

It's no wonder that Chu Yunyan relied on his status to act recklessly all his life, and he was taught astray by this pair of elders with wrong views.

Like a mother, like a daughter.

Chu Yunyao pressed the restless Bao'er, ignored the nonsense of Chu Qingze and the fourth aunt, and said directly: "As long as you agree to my conditions, I can make her face heal."

"What's the condition?" Chu Qingze frowned, and said carefully, "You are now the mistress of the Young Marshal's Mansion, and everything in the Young Marshal's Mansion is yours, and the Chu family has nothing to give you."

Chu Qingze had a wishful thinking, and wanted to lure Chu Yunyao into selfless dedication with a few sweet words.

Chu Yunyao was not so easy to deal with: "I want you to let Wen Tingyun go."

Chu Qingze: "..."

He laughed twice, pretending to be surprised: "Didn't your uncle leave Jincheng a few years after your mother passed away? Who said what in front of you?"

It really is an old fox.

Best at pretending to be confused.

Chu Yunyao tapped her knees rhythmically with her fingers: "My uncle has handicapped legs and hemiplegia, and now he is framed and imprisoned, it is not impossible to get him out of prison, but it is more convenient and quicker to ask for someone from you.

When will my uncle be released from prison, and when will I heal Chu Yunyan's face. "

Chu Yunyao stood up, "Bao'er, let's go."

Bao'er didn't want to see these two people who talk about honey and swords for a long time, so she stood up happily and followed behind Chu Yunyao.

"Stop." Seeing this, the fourth aunt couldn't easily let Chu Yunyao leave, and said to the guards: "Stop them, don't even think about stepping out of this gate without my permission.

Since you are toasting and not eating fine wine, you can be cured if you want to be cured today, and if you don’t want to be cured, you have to help my daughter cure it.

If it wasn't for not believing you, her face wouldn't have festered to this extent.

Her face is not back to normal, and neither of you is allowed to leave. "

Several tall and burly guards blocked the door, blocking Chu Yunyao's way.

Chu Yunyao gathered the whip in her hand: "Then I'll see who can stop me."

The two sides were about to fight, when a cold voice came: "Who gave you the courage, a mere concubine who is not on the stage, to act as a tyrant and illegally imprison the young wife of this young marshal?

Master Chu, is this how you usually discipline concubines? "

The guard turned around, and when he saw the person coming, he quickly retreated to the side.

Wearing a black windbreaker, Mo Lingyuan walked towards Chu Yunyao imposingly, and entered the hall unimpeded...