Seeing this smile, A’Ru also showed a smile and nodded.

This was A’Ru’s second time returning since her brother’s accident, so the siblings naturally had another tearful reunion.

“Come, let me see how the wound is healing,” Qi Yue said with a smile, interrupting their sibling sorrow. “Have you been taking the medicine as I told you, not touching water, not exercising vigorously? Did you change the cotton gauze I had sent over?”

If it were up to her, she would come check every two or three days to see how the wound was healing, whether there was inflammation, and change the dressing. But A’Ru absolutely wouldn’t allow her to do this. Qi Yue had no choice – if she forced herself to come out, not only would it not comfort the girl, but it would make her more worried. So she had to let it be, only sending messages through the peddler who could stop at the back door. Fortunately, no infection had occurred during this time.

“Young people have strong bodies and wounds heal quickly. Very good,” Qi Yue said with satisfaction after examining the wound.

Though A’Ru’s brother didn’t know who this woman was, he could sense her status was much higher than his sister’s. He kept his head down, feeling uncomfortable and uneasy. Hearing these words now made his face flush red to his neck.

“It’ll hurt a bit, bear with it,” Qi Yue said with a smile, taking scissors and tweezers from the sterile dressing change kit.

“I’ll help hold him down,” A’Ru came over and said, somewhat nervously.

Qi Yue cut open the bandage, exposing the incision.

A’Ru felt a wave of palpitations and instinctively turned her head away, not daring to look.

“What are you doing?” A voice suddenly came from the door crack – it was Dr. Hu from a few days ago.

Qi Yue almost cut into the flesh. She exhaled and turned to look at the door.

The shabby door was closed, with a spying eye visible through the crack.

A’Ru angrily went to knock on the door, scaring the person away from the doorframe.

“I… I just wanted to see…” Dr. Hu said from outside.

Here, Qi Yue paid no more attention, using tweezers to lift the thread end, cut it, then pulled out the sutures. A’Ru’s brother’s body trembled as he bit his lip hard, not letting any cries of pain escape.

“Done,” Qi Yue said with a smile as she pulled out the last suture.

A’Ru’s brother’s whole body relaxed, then immediately tensed up again at the next moment’s coldness.

Qi Yue smiled as she wiped the wound with alcohol cotton and wrapped it with clean gauze.

“In a few days, you can remove this yourself,” she said as she stood up.

After giving detailed instructions to her brother, A’Ru still didn’t stay a moment longer and wanted to return with Qi Yue.

Walking out the door, Dr. Hu was still standing at the corner waiting.

“Let me see quickly…” As soon as he saw A’Ru’s brother come out, his eyes lit up and he rushed over.

“What are you doing?” A’Ru glared and shouted, blocking in front of her brother.

“I just want to take a look,” Dr. Hu said, glancing at Qi Yue.

Qi Yue smiled and walked over, lifting the gauze on A’Ru’s brother’s wound.

“There, look.”

Dr. Hu stared with wide eyes, holding his breath as he examined inch by inch, his expression surprised and excited.

The long sutured wound showed fresh flesh color without rot or foul smell. Most importantly, this patient had long since recovered to normal, completely different from previous patients who either bled half to death or had wounds rot half to death, lying bedridden for ten days to half a month if they were lucky enough to get up.

“Just sewing it up will…” he couldn’t help but stammer.

Before he could finish, Qi Yue interrupted him.

“No,” Qi Yue said. “One minute on stage, ten years of practice off stage. Though this is just a small wound cleaning and suturing surgery, it’s not something you can copy just by watching. Don’t think that when you encounter similar patients, you can just sew them up like me and they’ll be fine.”

Techniques and prescriptions were medical secrets that doctors kept to themselves. Dr. Hu snorted, thinking this way, and said nothing more.

“Yuan Bao, if he bothers you again, report him to the authorities,” A’Ru said.

Dr. Hu snorted, shook his head, shouldered his shabby medicine box, and walked away.

“Sister, you go back. I’m fine, all healed,” Yuan Bao said, his eyes showing reluctance.

A’Ru looked at him and nodded, whispering a few more instructions.

“Can’t you buy your freedom?” Qi Yue asked on the way back. “Is it not enough money?”

“Young Madam, what has A’Ru done wrong? Are you driving A’Ru away?” A’Ru asked in terror.

Qi Yue laughed.

“Why would I drive you away? I’m saying, if you bought your freedom, wouldn’t you be free? Why serve as someone’s slave?”

“A slave is a slave – there’s no should or shouldn’t,” A’Ru said with relief, lowering her head. “Young Madam, please don’t say such things.”

By this time they had already entered the Marquis Dingxi’s residence. Because of what she said, A’Ru seemed a bit unhappy, walking ahead with her head down. Qi Yue didn’t know what she had said wrong, so she followed behind with a smile, not daring to mention it again.

“Moon.” Suddenly a voice called from behind.

Qi Yue’s steps stopped abruptly, a hot current rushing from her feet straight to the top of her head.

Moon was her nickname! Only close friends called her that! In this lonely time-space, suddenly hearing someone call her nickname was like seeing family or the liberation army…

She turned around with teary eyes to look at the speaker.

This was a young man, or rather a youth, naturally dressed in typical ancient clothing. Seeing Qi Yue almost about to cry, he was startled, then his expression became somewhat complex.

“Are you… alright?” he asked.

“I… I… who are you?” Qi Yue was somewhat out of control, raising her hand to cover her nose and mouth, but tears still flowed uncontrollably.

“Third Young Master,” A’Ru hurried over from the front. Seeing this person, she called out in surprise and quickly bowed.

Chang Yunqi looked at the expression of the woman before him, suddenly not knowing what to say.

“Young Madam, this is Third Young Master,” A’Ru quickly said to Qi Yue, not knowing why she suddenly became like this. Her heart was both surprised and anxious, while she couldn’t help but look around. Fortunately, no one was passing by.

For a sister-in-law to cry so uncontrollably in front of her brother-in-law – who knew how some despicable people would gossip about it.

Third Young Master? The third son of Marquis Dingxi.

“Are you also from that side?” Qi Yue, ignoring A’Ru’s words, hurriedly asked.

Chang Yunqi was somewhat puzzled by her question and instinctively looked back.

“Sister-in-law, I just went out,” he answered.

“No, I mean… what did you just call me?” Qi Yue, seeing he misunderstood her meaning, explained again, looking at him with some hope.

A’Ru’s expression was complex as she looked at Qi Yue’s expression, then at Third Young Master. The current atmosphere between these two really made people feel a bit…

Actually, among the young masters and misses in the household, the Young Madam was most familiar not with the three young ladies, but with this Third Young Master. Originally, the Young Madam followed the Old Madam, and Third Young Master had been favored by the Old Madam since childhood, personally raised by her. Even after growing up, he often stayed by her side, so they often met…

However, there was nothing to it. The Young Madam had always been timid and didn’t talk much with anyone. Even though they met often, they weren’t particularly close. She had always followed the Young Madam and had never seen the two have any special interactions – they just met often, that’s all.

“Third Young Master, our Young Madam doesn’t remember things from before and doesn’t recognize you. Please forgive her,” A’Ru interjected.

Doesn’t recognize? Chang Yunqi naturally had heard this rumor, but he had only thought it was just a rumor.

“Oh my, don’t talk about that first. You just called me Moon? How do you know I’m called Moon? You… who are you? I… do you know Qi Yue?” Qi Yue pushed A’Ru aside and asked hurriedly.

This string of words left both people in front of her somewhat dazed.

“Moon?” Chang Yunqi felt somewhat uncomfortable under her expectant gaze and looked away. “Sister-in-law is called Moon? This, this I really don’t know. Sister-in-law, um, really forgot things from before? July, July…”

He also spoke somewhat incoherently, stopping here with a look of sudden realization. That news had only come back this morning, and only a few people knew about it. He didn’t expect she had already heard the news…

“July, Big Brother is indeed coming back,” he said solemnly.

What was this about? Qi Yue frowned, while A’Ru was overjoyed.

“Third Young Master, will the Prince return in July?”

Chang Yunqi smiled and nodded.

“Young Madam, did you hear? Did you hear? The Prince is coming back!” A’Ru lost her composure, grabbing Qi Yue’s arm and crying with joy.

It seemed he wasn’t a time traveler. She no longer looked like Qi Yue now – even if her own parents traveled through time, they wouldn’t recognize her, let alone call out her nickname.

This Third Young Master must have said something else that she misheard. Qi Yue sighed, made a sound of acknowledgment, and lost interest in further conversation.

A’Ru was still talking excitedly about something, but Chang Yunqi didn’t hear a word. He looked at Qi Yue and sensed her momentary disappointment.

Disappointed about what? Chang Yunqi was somewhat confused. Big Brother coming back was something the master and servant had always hoped for, wasn’t it? Though what would happen after Big Brother returned might not be as they hoped. Perhaps she had thought of this too, which was why she was like this…

Chang Yunqi also stopped talking.

The two people, thinking their different thoughts, fell silent simultaneously.

The joyful A’Ru gradually quieted down. There were people moving in the distance, and somehow, the situation between these two made her heart beat violently.

“Young Madam, we’ve been out for a while. Let’s go back quickly,” she said in a low voice.

Qi Yue made a sound of acknowledgment. Not even wanting to say goodbye, she turned to leave.

“Sister-in-law,” Chang Yunqi couldn’t help but call out again.

Qi Yue turned around somewhat lazily.

“Sister-in-law has another name called Moon?” Chang Yunqi seemed somewhat curious and asked.

“Not really…” Qi Yue wanted to shake her head but then nodded. “Yes, though I’ve forgotten many things, somehow I remember having a name called Moon.”

Saying this, she smiled.

“Perhaps it was my childhood pet name,” she said. “People close to me called me this when I was small, so maybe I remember it more firmly. You know, some things are always hard for people to forget.”

Qi Yueniang had only entered the household five years ago, and her only relative, her grandmother, had died. No one in the Marquis Dingxi’s household knew about Qi Yueniang’s childhood, so Qi Yue could make up whatever she wanted.

Chang Yunqi looked at her and slowly made a sound of acknowledgment.

“Young Madam, let’s go,” A’Ru said in a low voice.

Qi Yue smiled at Chang Yunqi again and turned to leave.

Chang Yunqi stood in place, his expression complex.

Forgot everything else… still remembers having a name… people close to her called her this… some things are always hard to forget…

“Moon? Why are you called Moon when you’re so ugly?”

“I… I’m not called Moon… I’m called Yueniang…”

“Hmph, ugly freak, actually called Moon…”

“Third Young Master… I’m not called Moon…”

“Moon, Moon, I’ll call you Moon, shame on you…”