Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 54 Miss Wen can't live without King Annan (plus one)

In Caiyun Juli, the voice of the old lady reading from the storybook slowly sounded, and when the story ended, the old man's painting also became.

Wen Mianmian only felt that the person in the painting was astonishing as a heavenly being, "My God, it's so good to see."

The beauty in the painting is slim and tall, holding a lotus flower in her hand, with downcast eyes and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, she looks demure and elegant.

So vivid, his grandfather is not well-known is simply unreasonable.

The old lady stared blankly at the painting for a long time without saying a word, and the slightly shaking words in her hand showed that she was not at peace.

The old man was a little nervous, and quickly put away the painting, "It's not that I'm hungry, let's eat first."

Wen Mianmian's eyes looked back and forth between the two, and her eyebrows were crooked when she smiled. She guessed that the person in this painting must be the grandmother when she was young, and the grandfather was very scheming.

Both the old man and the old lady had a bad taste in this meal, and only Wen Mianmian ate two bowls with a good appetite.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Wen came again, saying that Mrs. Hou from the Qinghou Mansion asked Wen Mianmian to come over to talk. Wen Mianmian blinked before remembering who Mrs. Hou was, she was her grandmother's scheming sister.

This time the old lady's tone was not good, "The child is still sick, just go back."

"You are the wife of the head of General Wen Sheng's mansion, and you have an order. Don't act like anyone can order you. There are not many women in the back house who can overwhelm you in Kyoto. Take out the money of your general's wife to refuse." her."

Mrs. Wen was scolded, her heart was sour and uncomfortable, and her anger gradually grew, but she was heading for Qinghou Mansion.

The scorching sun is scorching hot, and the scorching sun is like fire. In the Qinghou Mansion in Kyoto, an old woman with silver hair and a new dark purple dress is sitting on the bed of an arhat, holding a teacup in her hand, and her thin lips are tightly pressed. Talking and laughing like strangers should not enter.

This person is the wife of Xie Huan, Marquis of Qing Dynasty, and also the direct sister of Mrs. Wen Lao.

"Wen Jia really said that?"

The servant bowed his head and said cautiously, "I just said that Miss Wen is not feeling well, and it is inconvenient to go out recently."

"Let's say that General Wen is not here, and Miss Wen can't stand the noise, and it's not convenient for people to visit her."

Mrs. Xie did not expect that Wen family's stepmother would speak like this, and her complexion became very ugly.

"Snapped!"

Feeling more and more angry in her heart, she slammed the teacup in her hand on the coffee table next to her, and the slightly hot tea splashed on the back of her hand, making her even more annoyed.

The two servants in the room suddenly fell silent, not daring to breathe, the old lady has always had a bad temper, this time they are afraid that they will suffer again for no reason.

"Get off."

Following Mrs. Xie's stern voice, the two servants hurriedly bowed and retreated, only the old nanny who was close to her was at her side.

This world is full of praise and depreciation, the Qinghou Mansion is declining day by day, and is treated coldly by various families in Kyoto, and even the sons and girls in the mansion rarely receive invitations from various houses.

As far as the prominent in-laws who can still get involved, apart from Mrs. Shizi's natal family, there is only Wen's family, and Mrs. Shizi's natal family doesn't like to walk around with the Hou's house, so only Wen's family is left.

It stands to reason that the old wives of the two families are direct sisters, so they should be closer, but the Wen family is unmoved by whatever the Hou Fu has shown them these years, and they don't even have a slight friendship.

Mrs. Xie took a deep breath, and could only be annoyed at the Wen family's ignorance.

There were footsteps outside the door, Liu Shiyuan came, and after going up to greet him, he asked, "Auntie, is anyone coming?"

Mrs. Xie was annoyed, "I can't come."

Liu Shiyuan sighed, "Auntie, we finally had the opportunity to rely on the third prince, and hoped for Liu's and Xie's family to turn around, but there is always a meeting ceremony if we want to rely on it."

"If we can't settle the matter before Wen Shumian comes back, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Mrs. Xie rubbed her forehead, "Let your father come forward in person."

She has asked someone to invite her, should she go to invite her in person?

What the two of them didn't know was that many people either sent people or personally went to the gate of Wen's house today, all of them went to visit Wen Mianmian, even Concubine Lin's natal family also sent people to go, and the people who went were still ridiculed by Bai Yuzhai that day. Wen Mianmian's turquoise girl Lin Yuemin.

Mrs. Wen sent these people away on the grounds that Wen Mianmian was sick and wanted to rest, but no one was let in.

The news quickly spread to the palace, and the emperor was even more furious when he was furious, "Do you know what disease it is?"

The person who was talking back and forth bowed his head, "It is said that he is weak all over."

The emperor rubbed his forehead, "Call an imperial physician to go and have a look."

These bastards knew that it would be unpleasant to find him. If Wen Shumian came back and found out that his precious girl was sick again, he didn't know what to do.

At this time, another palace servant came in, holding a thick account book in his hand, "Your Majesty, the steward of Annan Palace submitted the account book, which clearly records the items that have been taken away over the years."

The emperor flipped through a few pages, his expression became more and more condensed, and the palace man said again: "According to the investigation, not only King Annan, but also the shops under the princes of Anbei King, the second prince, and the third prince should have such ledgers. There are also in the minister's mansion, and the most taken one should be the natal family of Concubine Shen in the Anbei Palace."

"In addition, the fifth emperor's uncle has a box in the Yaqu Building of the Zhen Guogong Mansion all the year round, and often entertains him, but never pays for it."

"Besides, Fifth Emperor Uncle often goes in and out of the Tanhuan Building, too."

The sound of the teacup shattering rang out in the imperial study, the emperor's face turned ashen, and the royal family's face was about to be lost by these people.

"Check, I'll give you another three days to check carefully."

The royal family's salaries have always been quite high, just to make them more honest, but now these people are becoming more and more arrogant and domineering.

The emperor was furious, and the people below naturally didn't dare to fool him. Countless spies in the palace participated in the investigation of this matter.

Wen Changling moved very quickly, and released a lot of news without leaving a trace, which made the spies much more efficient.

The imperial physician arrived at Wen's house when the sun was setting in the west. Wen Mianmian, who was already asleep and dizzy, fit the limp and weak symptoms. The imperial physician took the pulse for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Why don't we wait for King Annan to come back?"

In fact, this Miss Wen has a strong pulse, and she has no symptoms at all.

In desperation, he can only "strange power and confusion".

Mrs. Wen and the others had strange expressions, and it was difficult to say that Wen Mianmian ate two bowls of rice during lunch, so it really didn't look like she was sick.

I don't know how the news got out. Someone said with a very strange expression: "Just as King Annan left, Miss Wen fell ill on his back. It seems that Miss Wen cannot do without King Annan."

The news intensified, so when Huajingyun entered the city the next evening, everyone who saw him in the teahouse and restaurant said, "Miss Wen's good medicine is back." '

As night fell, a person walked in at the door of Caiyunju. Lingguo hurriedly wanted to call out for someone when he saw it, but felt that the person looked familiar. After a closer look, he covered his mouth, looked around, stepped forward and lowered his voice, " My lord, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)