Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 165 Canglan Ferry (35)

Upon hearing the word "wife," Zhang Baichen looked the newcomer up and down: "So you are the young master of the Duke's mansion. Although we are both officials in the same court, this is the first time I have met you. Young master, you are so young yet you have already been appointed as the chief of the Ministry of Justice. You have a bright future ahead of you."

"Master Zhang is so complimentary."

Pei Ji made a good impression on Zhang Baichen, and having achieved his goal, he bowed and took his leave, returning home with Yan Zhen.

Pei Ji rode over and told Jianxue to go back on her own, while he took Yan Zhen with him on horseback.

Yan Zhen sat in front, holding the saddle, while Pei Ji sat behind her, his hand around her waist to hold the reins. The two of them slowly rode their horses toward the Duke's mansion.

Pei Ji remained silent throughout the journey. When they were almost at the Duke's mansion, he suddenly asked, "After everything is settled in the capital, will you return to Canglan Valley?"

"of course."

That was the original owner's home, and she liked the atmosphere there. Spending her life in Canglan Valley in this world wouldn't be bad.

"Oh."

Yan Zhen countered, "And you?"

"I...I don't know, I haven't thought about it yet."

With his great revenge still unavenged and the injustice done to his maternal grandparents' family still unresolved, these two mountains weighed heavily on his head, and he dared not even think about "the future."

Yan Zhen sensed the worry in his voice and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll help you."

Pei Ji seemed comforted and said "Oh" again.

The tone of this sentence is noticeably more relaxed.

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Yan Zhen began his daily routine of going to the Zhang residence to change Zhang Shulan's bandages.

For the first three or four days, Zhang Shulan cried every day in pain, couldn't eat, and couldn't sleep well at night. After a few days, she lost a lot of weight. Every time Yan Zhen went to visit her, he would bring her some pastries and snacks that children like.

Later, as the pain subsided and her appetite improved, she felt better as she watched the wound on her shoulder heal day by day.

The dressing was changed for twenty days, and the wound was basically healed, leaving a light pink surgical scar on Zhang Shulan's shoulder.

Yan Zhen changed the medicine and gave Zhang Shulan a bottle of scar-reducing and anti-hyperplasia ointment, instructing her: "Take it twice a day, and massage it in for half an hour when you apply it. This stuff is not easy to preserve, so it is not advisable to make too much at once. When you run out, send someone to the Duke's mansion to ask me for more."

Zhang Shulan was admiring her rounded, fair shoulders in front of the mirror after the birthmark was removed. The more she looked, the happier she became. After getting dressed, she turned around and hugged Yan Zhen's arm, saying, "Sister A Li, it's no exaggeration to say that you are my savior. I really don't know how to thank you enough."

"Easy to do."

“You are a kind and compassionate doctor, but this is not a small matter for me. When we got engaged, I was so upset that I couldn’t sleep at night. I always felt that I was not good enough for Xu Erlang, and I had nightmares for several days in a row. I dreamed that on our wedding night, he was frightened by my birthmark and shouted that he wanted to divorce me…”

At this point, Zhang Shulan smiled shyly, "Now that this birthmark has been removed, I can finally put my worries to rest."

Yan Zhen glanced at the elaborate and exquisite pink dress she was wearing. Zhang Shulan's words were not an exaggeration. In the past, she was so worried about her appearance that she didn't even dare to wear light-colored clothes.

I'm afraid that in the summer when clothes are thin, the birthmark on my shoulder will be visible and people will see it.

Now that the birthmark has been removed, she has become visibly more confident. Just two days ago, she sent someone to a clothing store in the city to buy more than ten sets of the most fashionable clothes.

Yan Zhen sincerely said, "As long as you're happy."

Zhang Shulan was born in this era and was influenced by the concept of male superiority and female inferiority from a young age. Yan Zhen did not intend to instill in her the advanced ideas that "if Xu Erlang loves you, he will not dislike the birthmark on your body" and "a small birthmark will not affect your whole life".

Whether Zhang Shulan can digest and accept this is hard to say, but this kind of thinking is definitely out of step with the times.

Going against an era comes at a price.

This price is clearly not something a young girl like Zhang Shulan can bear. All Yan Zhen can do is to remove her mental illness from the root.

"Sister A-Li, I must repay you. What do you want? As long as it's within my ability, I will definitely do it for you."

Yan Zhen smiled but remained silent.

Zhang Shulan decided to guess for himself: "I have an estate in the southern suburbs. The scenery there is quite nice, and the estate earns a lot of money every year. I will give that estate to you."

After saying that, she denied it herself: "You are earning much more money than I am now, a small estate is really nothing to thank you for."

“Then I will beg Father to promote the heir of the Duke of Dingguo. If he gets promoted, your status will also rise.”

"But everyone says that when a man gets promoted and becomes rich, he wants to replace his wife who has shared his hardships. Now that the prince has become a high-ranking official, won't he take more concubines and come back to compete with you for favor?"

Zhang Shulan became more and more conflicted as she spoke, her delicate brows furrowing into a knot.

Yan Zhen found it amusing: "Lan'er, really, there's no need. I lack nothing. If you really want to repay me, why don't you take some time to accompany me to Qingshan Temple to offer incense?"

"You want to go to worship Buddha?"

Yan Zhen nodded and casually made up a story: "My mother's death anniversary is coming soon, and I want to go to Qingshan Temple to light an everlasting lamp for her."

Zhang Shulan immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The two agreed to go out three days later, and Yan Zhen bid farewell and returned to the Duke's Mansion.

Although Yan Zhen repeatedly declined, Madam Zhang still sent someone to deliver generous gifts after she returned home.

A dozen maids and servants carried or lifted the gifts into the mansion, and the spectacle attracted everyone in the Duke's mansion to the front yard to watch the excitement.

Within an hour, news reached Jinxiuyuan that Yan Zhen had done the Grand Secretary's family a great favor, that Madam Zhang had sent valuable gifts to express her gratitude, and that Zhang Shulan had invited Yan Zhen to Qingshan Temple to worship Buddha in three days.

Yan Jinhe could no longer maintain her composure. She slammed the book she was holding onto the small table, knocking over a teacup. Her face was extremely pale.

"That bitch Jiang Li really knows how to use tricks!" Yan Jinhe's chest heaved as she paced anxiously around the room.

No, she had to do something; she couldn't let Jiang Li continue to curry favor with the powerful.

Putting everything else aside, the feud between us is so deep that if she were to gain the favor of a noble person in the palace and then sow discord between them, my future, as well as that of my family and my father and brothers, would be in jeopardy.

She had to strike first to prevent any potential problems.

Thinking of this, Yan Jinhe looked at Yin Xin, who was kneeling on the ground tidying up the teacups: "Go, send a message to the Yan family, inviting my elder brother to come to Zhaiyue Tower for a chat."

Having made an appointment with Yan Jinqing, Yan Jinhe changed her clothes, put on a veil, and left through the side gate.

No sooner had she left than someone came to the Bamboo Garden to inform Yan Zhen.

"Miss Jiang, Madam has gone out."

Yan Zhen was not surprised at all.

Madam Zhang came to express her gratitude, and the news that Zhang Shulan wanted to go with her to worship Buddha was something she deliberately leaked to Jinxiuyuan.

Yan Jinhe is now trapped in the small world of Jinxiuyuan. Her parents-in-law ignore her, her husband dislikes her, and everyone in the mansion avoids her. It's no different from being in the cold palace.

On the other hand, her enemy was doing very well in the capital. As arrogant as Yan Jinhe was, it was no wonder that she could swallow this insult.

If I'm not mistaken, she's preparing to make a move against me.

The trip to Qingshan Temple was her best opportunity.