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

Chapter 138 Canglan Ferry (8)

In the following days, Yan Zhen began preparing for Pei Ji's plastic surgery.

She carefully compared the facial bones of Pei Wangzhou and Pei Ji. The two should have the same father, with only slight differences in their bone structure, so there wasn't much need for surgery.

Pei Wangzhou has classic peach blossom eyes with double eyelids and rounded corners, while Pei Ji has willow leaf eyes that are long and bright. When he stares at someone, it gives them a sense of danger, like being watched by prey.

Besides his face, Yan Zhen would observe the location of the moles on Pei Wangzhou's body when changing his dressings, and then memorize them so that he could replicate them on Pei Ji's body.

Although he usually wears clothes and these parts are not visible to outsiders, Pei Wangzhou has a legal wife and maids, and many people have seen his body.

Since the intention is to switch the items, let's make sure the fake is indistinguishable from the real thing, so that even Pei Wangzhou's family won't be able to tell the difference.

After observing Pei Wangzhou for several days, Yan Zhen had a basic understanding of the situation and took his tools to the back mountain.

There is a natural stone cave on the back mountain. Few people come to this area, so Pei Ji doesn't have to worry about being discovered while living there.

When Yan Zhen walked in, Pei Ji was meditating with his eyes closed. Hearing her come in, he didn't move and didn't even open his eyes.

Yan Zhen squatted down in front of Pei Ji: "Hey."

"explain."

"Take off your clothes."

Pei Ji finally opened his eyes, frowning as he looked at her: "What are you doing?"

Yan Zhen fiddled with the things he had brought: "Pei Wangzhou has a few small moles on his body. I need to put these moles on the same places on your body to prevent them from checking you when they suspect you are an imposter after you enter the Duke's mansion."

Pei Ji hesitated for a moment, then began to take off his clothes.

He took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body, which made Yan Zhen's eyes light up.

Those perfectly sculpted pectoral muscles and those well-defined abs are such a sight to behold.

Perhaps it was because her gaze at that beautiful body was too blatant that Pei Ji coughed uncomfortably.

Yan Zhen snapped out of his daze, looked away, and pretended to be serious: "Lie down."

Pei Wangzhou had a small red mole on his back, and she painted a similar one on Pei Ji's back.

After finishing, she turned to prepare the dark blue medicine and instructed Pei Ji, "Take off your pants."

Pei Ji, who was grabbing his shirt to put it on, paused: "Take off your pants?"

"Yes, take it all off. Pei Wangzhou has a scar on his inner thigh and a birthmark on his buttock. These two places need to be treated the same way. Other small moles will not be treated."

"..."

Pei Ji did not move.

After Yan Zhen finished preparing the medicine, she turned around and found him sitting there, still dressed properly. She urged, "Why aren't you taking them off?"

"Who would bother to check my things for no reason... There's no need to do that in these two places."

"What if?" Yan Zhen said, "Putting everything else aside, Yan Jinhe is no pushover. If she becomes suspicious and insists on checking, can you refuse?"

Pei Ji: "..."

Yan Zhen urged again, "Hurry up and take it off, the medicine I prepared is almost dry."

Pei Ji clutched his collar, his ears turning slightly red, his expression so embarrassed he looked like a bullied little wife.

He refused to move, so Yan Zhen simply put down the bowl and started to take off his clothes.

Although Pei Ji was unwilling, he did not resist.

Half-heartedly, Yan Zhen stripped him naked.

It took her fifteen minutes to finish treating the two birthmarks and scars without looking to the side: "All done."

Pei Ji immediately sat up and started dressing, knocking over a bowl in his haste.

With a crash, the bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Yan Zhen was originally very calm. Over the years, the original owner had helped her master and mistress treat many patients. In her eyes, naked men and women had no gender distinction; they were just "patients" who were sick or injured and needed treatment.

But now, infected by Pei Ji's awkward mood, she also felt a little uncomfortable.

"Um, don't get the scars and birthmarks wet for the next couple of days."

"……Oh."

"Don't forget to apply a face mask. I'll come over the day after tomorrow to perform the surgery on you."

"Ah."

Yan Zhen tried to make conversation by giving a few words of advice, but the awkward atmosphere only intensified instead of dissipating.

She packed her things and slunk away.

Back in the bamboo house, Yan Zhen had just put her things down when Pei Wangzhou groped his way out from the inner room, looking at her hesitantly: "Miss Jiang."

"what happened?"

Pei Wangzhou asked, "Have outsiders come to the valley?"

Yan Zhen said calmly, "No, why do you ask?"

“These past few days, I’ve felt like someone is watching me.”

Yan Zhen paused, recalling the look of hatred in Pei Ji's eyes when he first arrived at the bamboo house. It was no wonder that Pei Wangzhou noticed such intense hatred.

Fortunately, he is now blind, so even if he notices it, he has no way to verify it.

"No one else has come to the bamboo house except me," Yan Zhen said, touching Pei Wangzhou's forehead with the back of her hand. "Have you not been sleeping well these past few days?"

Pei Wangzhou nodded: "I always feel uneasy at night."

“That’s it. It’s easy to hallucinate when you’re distracted,” Yan Zhen said. “I’ll prescribe some calming medicine for you. It will help you sleep better.”

"Alright, thank you, Miss Jiang."

After calming Pei Wangzhou down, two days later, Yan Zhen made all the necessary preparations and performed plastic surgery on Pei Ji.

Cosmetic surgery was a unique secret technique mastered by the Chu family ancestors. However, it was not yet mature hundreds of years ago, and the risks of operating on the face were extremely high, so it never spread.

Jiang Li had been interested in this secret technique since she was a child. After practicing for more than ten years, she was now very skilled at it. The operation was completed in just over an hour.

Pei Ji's face was wrapped like a mummy's, and his eyes were also bandaged. Yan Zhen instructed him, "The bandages will not be removed for three days. Do not leave the cave for these three days to avoid any accidents. I will come and bring you food."

"Hmm," Pei Ji replied in a muffled voice.

Yan Zhen sensed that he was in a low mood and wanted to offer some words of comfort, but considering his eccentric temper, she was afraid that she might say something that would upset him even more, so she gave up, packed her things, and left.

To avoid arousing suspicion, Yan Zhen took a portion of her own food and sent it to Pei Ji for three consecutive days. Feeling irritable because she was not full, she was very angry.

But on the fourth day, when she removed the gauze from Pei Ji's face and saw his face, which was exactly like a copy of Pei Wangzhou's, a sense of accomplishment welled up in her heart.

The surgery was a great success!

Pei Ji squatted by the stream, staring blankly at his face reflected in the water, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

He became Pei Wangzhou, the person he hated most and wished he could kill.

How ironic!

Seeing that he had been staring at his face for a long time, Yan Zhen scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on him: "Have you stared enough? Although Pei Wangzhou is very handsome, you were already quite good-looking before, so you don't need to stare at him for so long, do you?"

Pei Ji was splashed with water. He stared at Yan Zhen for a while, then suddenly stood up.

Yan Zhen knew his volatile temper and thought he was going to hit her, so she quickly took a few steps back to avoid him.

Pei Ji did not make a move, but instead bowed to her politely and said, "Miss Jiang."