imperial psychologist

Chapter 53

Bao Yuan just shook her head, "I wasn't out this morning, so I didn't witness the situation with my own eyes, let Granny Shu tell me!"

Qu looked at Zheng Shu.

Zheng Shu was a little worried, she didn't want to specifically mention today's matter, but now that Bao Yuan has started the conversation, she can't hide it.Although this is indeed against the meaning of the old lady...but it is still reasonable.

Zheng Shu stepped forward, helped Qu to sit down by the table, and then explained everything that happened during the day in detail.

Although this is the second time for Bao Yuan to listen to it, her interest has not diminished at all. Bao Yuan added all the details that Zheng Shu deliberately omitted this time.

"No wonder..." There was a slight, almost imperceptible smile on Qu's face.

I can't think of it...

That girl, just arrived here, was able to do this.

That's really... rare.

Qu Shi thought for a while, "I heard some noise in the yard early in the morning, so it is so."

Zheng Shu lowered her voice, "Look, ma'am, do you want to go and say hello to the old lady, so as not to..."

The concubine shook her head silently.

Zheng Shu frowned: "But if the old lady..."

Qu Shi stretched out his hand and stopped Zheng Shu's words again.

She stood up, walked back step by step, and lay down on the bed again.

"Aren't you tired?" Qu said softly, she looked at the old and the young standing beside the bed, "Take this opportunity to rest."

Zheng Shu: "Ma'am, I'm afraid—"

The words were not finished yet, but Qu Shi already showed a look of unwillingness to listen any more.

Zheng Shu was concentrating for a moment, but she didn't continue to speak.

This time he hesitated to speak, Zheng Shu clearly felt that Qu's treatment of this new girl seemed to be a little laissez-faire and partial.

Bao Yuan was not aware of all this, but after Qu Shi lay down, he stepped forward to help her put down the gauze curtain, "By the way, empress, at noon, empress Ning concubine came here with the little prince in her arms. You were still on your lunch break, so she didn't let us quarrel with you."

"Really." Qu's eyes darkened a bit, "A Tuo should have grown up a bit."

"That's right, the folks say that we turn over, sit down and crawl, but our little prince is only six months old, and he can already crawl!" Bao Yuan said with a smile, "During this time, the empress Ning can make trouble. broken."

"...That shows that Concubine Ning took good care of her and raised her well." Qu said lightly.

"Concubine Ning also said that the little prince has started babbling this month, although no one can understand what it is, but in a month or two, he will be able to call 'mother'."

Bao Yuan wanted to continue talking, but Zheng Shu gave her a slight pinch.

Baoyuan was a little puzzled, so Zheng Shu motioned her to see Qu's expression.

Qu lay on the bed, her expression became a little sad again, as if she was about to cry, but there were no tears.

"Your Majesty..." Bao Yuan leaned down.

"The children's clothes sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, you can send them to Concubine Ning tomorrow." Qu said in a low voice, "Tell her, don't bring children to my place from now on, I don't want to see you."

Baoyuan was startled, and her voice became softer, "The child is still young now, so it doesn't matter if I let Concubine Ning take it with her. When it grows older, I will really recognize him."

"That's good." Qu said every word, "It's better than here."

Bao Yuan wanted to argue, but Zheng Shu spoke first, "Your Majesty must be tired today after all the tossing and tossing last night...Bao Yuan, let Your Majesty rest for a while."

Looking at Qu Shi again, she really has closed her eyes.

When a mother is like this, it is useless for others to be anxious.

Bao Yuan, who was fine just now, blushed, turned around and walked outside.

After a while, the footsteps went away, and the room became quiet again.

"Grandma, go and see her." Qu suddenly said.

"My lady, you..."

"I'll be fine, at least I'll be fine tonight, I can assure you." Qu Shi still had that tired voice.

Zheng Shu nodded, signaled the other court ladies nearby to pay attention, and then walked out of the back room.

Baoyuan was crying on the table outside.

Zheng Shu didn't speak, and stepped forward to pat Baoyuan's shoulder lightly.

"You, why did you come out..." Baoyuan looked up at Zheng Shu.

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

"There's nothing to worry about. I'll be done after I finish crying. How can there be no one around my empress!" Baoyuan said and wanted to push Zheng Shu back.Zheng Shu didn't move, and was thinking about how to comfort her, when there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Both of them couldn't help raising their heads—the tall and thin woman who went out with Bai Ling during the day was walking slowly into the yard, beating her waist with one hand and holding her forehead with the other.

"It's really strange." Baoyuan wiped the tears from her face, her brows were twisted into knots, "Both of them have come back seven or eight times today, what's the matter, can't pray with Qixiang?"

I saw that the woman went straight to the bedroom in the side hall,

Bao Yuan suddenly stood up and rushed out, and when she walked into the yard, she happened to bump into the woman coming out.

"What are you going to do?" Bao Yuan asked coldly, "Bai Ling asked you to pray with her in the morning, why is she not coming back now that you are back?"

The old lady glared at Bao Yuan, before she wanted to retaliate, she saw Zheng Shu walking out of the room slowly.

She swallowed her anger and forced a sneer, "Where is the girl talking? How can I count it back? I came back because Miss Boling asked me to pick up things—it was getting dark, and she was It’s inconvenient to read over there. I’m sending it to her in a hurry.”

Only then did Baoyuan see clearly that the woman was indeed holding a kerosene lamp and tinder in her hands, and a cowhide water bag under her armpit—that was exactly what Baoyuan had prepared for Bailing early in the morning.

Seeing that Baoyuan's eyes fell on the water glass, the woman explained, "Miss Bailing also said that she was thirsty, and asked me to come back and get some water before going over. If you don't believe me, you can see."

Baoyuan took it and turned it upside down—it was indeed full of water.

Zheng Shu watched from behind Bao Yuan, looking a little strange at all this, "What did you guys do in the imperial garden today?"

The old woman was still respectful to Zheng Shu, she bent down and said, "What else can you do, Miss Bailing sat there reading a book all day, when she got there, she suddenly said to take notes, let us come back and get the inkstone Washing paper; the sun got bigger at noon, so we asked us to hold an umbrella, and then said that we were sweating a lot, and asked us to come back to get her a sweat towel and fan; it felt cold again in the evening... oh, I don’t I remember running back and forth a few times today! Granny Shu, I won’t lie in front of you, but Miss Bailing... this is too tortured!"

As she spoke, the mother-in-law lowered her head and squeezed out a few tears.

"When did we enter this Chengqian Palace, when did we suffer this kind of crime? Today, the old lady's errands are not done..."

Baoyuan and Zheng Shu glanced at each other.

I'm afraid that if the old lady knew that Bai Ling prayed for incense in Chengqian Palace, she would be so angry that she would slap the table.

"Then hurry up." Zheng Shu waved his sleeves, her voice softened a lot, "Things come one by one."

"Hey!" The mother-in-law's heart warmed up when she heard it, and she looked at Zheng Shu's eyes with even more affection, "The old lady..."

"Don't worry about the old lady." Zheng Shu said coldly, "Just do what you want."

The woman's face tightened, and her eyes turned cold when she looked at Zheng Shu. She hugged the things in her hands tightly, lowered her head, and hurried towards the door. Before leaving, she didn't forget to hit Bao Yuan hard.

"Hey——" Bao Yuan's voice rose immediately, Zheng Shu stopped her, and said hastily, "Forget it."

Looking at the back of the woman going away, Zheng Shu looked at Baoyuan with some puzzlement, "Are you really sure that Bai Ling is reliable? Why do I feel that she doesn't seem to be worried about the mother's illness at all? "

(End of this chapter)