When Yunzi saw her for the first time, she didn't mind that she was dirty and helped him look at her hands. While feeling embarrassed, a hint of warmth also emerged in her heart.

But he couldn't speak, so he begged her to save him?

Why does he have a face?

He couldn't bear to refuse.

Seeing his silence, Honglian sighed softly, "You are an outstanding scholar, do you really want to wait for death in this ruined temple like this?"

Yun Zichu's pupils tightened, he was naturally unwilling to give in, but what could he do?

"Master Yun, when life is at stake, dignity and pride are both a joke."

There was a struggle in Yunzi's eyes at first, and he pursed his lips, turned his head, looked at this incomparably beautiful woman, and said in a hoarse voice, "If I ask for help from a girl, she will help me."

Honglian curled her lips lightly, "If I say that I am Guanyin who saves the suffering, I think Mr. Yun will not believe it, but at the same time he will think that I am insulting the Bodhisattva with my status, right?"

"No, I don't think so."

"No matter how you think about it, I saved the young master for free. I think the young master must feel uncomfortable. Why don't you just think that the young master owes me a condition."

The woman in front of me is elegant and beautiful, as pure as a lotus. Although she is in the world of mortals, she is not stained by the dust.

He may have understood why people here are so attracted to her.

She is not only a promiscuous woman, but also a fairy in the eyes of all men.

Yun Zichu's pale eyes rippled, "Thank you, girl."

Honglian shook her head lightly, stood up and asked the valet who came with her to help him get to her carriage.

Before leaving, she turned to look at the old beggar and handed him a small purse, "Du Bo, I'm going back first. If you need any help, just go to Tingfengyuan and see me."

The old beggar held the purse and lowered his eyes to cover the tears inside, "Old, old beggar, there is nothing you need, girl, don't bother."

How could he have the nerve to go to their mother and daughter for help?

This is his retribution.

He is already satisfied to be able to see his daughter from time to time.

Honglian nodded lightly and walked out.

…

"Miss Honglian knows the art of discriminating against yellow?"

Honglian took Yun Zichu back to Tingfeng Garden, placed him in her courtyard, and asked the servants to help him clean his body. He did not call a doctor, but personally helped him check his injuries and perform acupuncture.

"When I was young, my mother was not Ting Fengyuan's mother. We were just the lowest-level servants. It was common to be beaten and scolded. We had no money to ask doctors to buy medicine. In order to survive, we had to figure out how to cure our own problems.

Hurt."

Yun Zichu's eyes trembled slightly and he fell silent.

The young master who grew up in fine clothes and fine food, and had many slaves, could not imagine how he would live with not enough to eat, not enough clothes to wear, and being injured from time to time.

Just these few hard days, Yun Zichu felt like he was suffering in hell, but what about their mother and son?

Yun Zichu felt ashamed when he remembered that he had looked down on them.

"Young Master's injury has been delayed for too long, and the best time for treatment has been missed. If you have to set the bones now, it may cause your hands and feet to be completely disabled. I will give you acupuncture to stabilize the injury first, and nurse you back to health for two days. When you recover, I will be here."

Set your bones."

Yun Zichu endured the numbness in his hands and feet, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He tugged at his lips and said, "Thank you, girl."

"It's just," Honglian hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Even if the young master's bones are set, the young master's injury will still take more than three months to fully recover. Therefore, this year's imperial examination..."

Yun Zichu's face became paler, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his light eyes, but then it turned into a bitter smile, "I'm lucky to have saved my life."

Honglian smiled faintly and said, "Young master, it's good if you can look away. After this time and the next imperial examination, real gold is not afraid of fire."

Yun Zichu forced a smile and changed the subject, "Are all the girls' medical skills self-taught?"

Honglian shook her head, "When I was seven years old, I saw a beggar at the door of Tingfeng Garden. Seeing that he was very hungry, I couldn't bear it and gave her a steamed bun I had hidden. I didn't expect that she would be a famous person in the world.

A famous miracle doctor, she taught me medical skills for several years."

"That's it. Miss Honglian is kind, and her good intentions are rewarded."

Honglian smiled and did not answer.

"Miss Honglian, there is one more thing I want to ask of you."

"Sir, please tell me."

"Can you trouble me to send a letter home to Yun Mansion in Dongzhou and tell my relatives at home about my situation?"

"Okay," Honglian nodded.

"Thank you."

…

"Good, good, good."

As soon as Honglian came out of Yun Zichu's room, she saw Manluo's mother standing in the courtyard waiting for her.

"mother."

Manluo's mother looked at her daughter, who was becoming more and more beautiful and thoughtful, and sighed softly, "Why did you save that man?"

Honglian smiled faintly, "Young Master Yun was so talented that it is such a pity that he has fallen like this."

Manluo's mother stretched out her hand and tapped her eyebrows, "Is this really true?"

"What do you think, mother?"

"Little girl, you even played riddles with me," the smile on Man Luo's mother's face dropped, and there was guilt in her eyes, "If you are a woman from a high family, you must have a bright future. It is your mother who has caused you trouble."

Honglian held her hand and smiled faintly, "Mom, you have to earn your future by yourself. Even if I am not born in a high family, I can still live a better life than a woman from a high family."

Manluo's mother patted her hand and said, "Mom, I know you are a successful person."

Everyone said that she was capable. In just a few years, she rose from a lowly servant in Tingfeng Garden to the owner of the place.

He also transformed Tingfeng Garden into the most famous brothel in the empire.

But no one knew that it was actually her daughter who was planning the plot behind the scenes.

Who knew that the seemingly frail beauty was actually an expert in medicine and poisoning, and was also good at martial arts.

Manluo's mother was sometimes shocked. She had watched this child grow up, but she seemed unaware of her growth process.

Before she knew it, this child had held up the sky and protected her mother.

While Manluo's mother was proud, she also felt guilty. If she had been more rational back then, her daughter would not have fallen into the dust like her and experienced the bitterness of the world.

"Mom," Honglian saw her mother feeling guilty again and called her helplessly.

"It's okay," Manluo's mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "By the way, Shanshan, did you go to the ruined temple again today?"

Guren nodded.

Manluo's mother's eyes were a little cold, "Why did you go to a place like that?"

"If we don't go there often, how can we let someone remember the existence of our mother and son all the time and make him suffer forever?"

Honglian's eyes were cold, but the smile on her face was still gentle.

Both she and Manluo's mother knew that the old beggar in the ruined temple was the man who abandoned their mother and son, sold his wife into a brothel, and made them live a hellish life for nearly ten years.
Chapter completed!