Chapter 56
When Qiu Yun came back, Nanny Yuan had already gone to the small kitchen to look at the hot chicken soup on the stove.

"Miss, why did you send those two to serve the one in Yinsi Building?" After closing the door, Qiu Yun stepped forward a few steps, approached her own lady, and asked in a low voice.

Those two are not easy to get along with, and Yan'er is the prince's favorite at the moment.

If there is something good or bad, wouldn't it be troublesome for the crown prince to resent her young lady?
"I want to test Yan'er's patience. It would be the most appropriate to send Chunchan and Yunxing to wait on her." How did Song Jinyue think that these two maidservants would be useful someday?

It's really a trick of good fortune.

Qiu Yun knew that she couldn't understand what her lady meant, so she simply stopped asking.

At dinner time, Shen sent someone to call her over to have dinner together. Song Jinyue used the excuse that she was tired after running all day today, so she ate dinner in the small kitchen in her yard.

Song Jinyue called Qin Wan over to have dinner together, while Nanny Yuan and a few maidservants went to the cubicle for dinner.

There were only two of them at the banquet.

"Miss Qin, let's eat, don't be cautious, just treat it like an ordinary friend eating together." Song Jinyue picked up the bowl and chopsticks, motioning for Qin Wan to follow suit.

Qin Wan was still somewhat cautious.

"Miss Qin, I mentioned to you a few days ago that I asked you to help my relatives see a doctor, do you remember?" Song Jinyue chatted with Qin Wan while eating lotus root.

"Second Miss Song, I remember everything." Qin Wan hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks and replied.

Song Jinyue knew that Qin Wan couldn't be persuaded, so she simply put down the bowls and chopsticks, and looked at Qin Wan with a solemn expression, "Tomorrow morning, you will pretend to be my maidservant and enter the palace with me to give the empress a pulse." .”

Qin Wan's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at Second Miss Song in disbelief.

Call her into the palace?Or see a doctor for the empress?

"Second Miss Song, I, I can't..." Qin Wan hurriedly waved her hand and refused. The empress is delicate and delicate, how can she be able to diagnose and treat?She didn't want to implicate Miss Song because of her poor medical skills.

"Miss Qin, only you can do this for me. I can't trust others." Song Jinyue looked solemn, lowered her posture, and her tone contained a little pleading.

"Let me tell you the truth, you just need to check the pulse for the queen to see if she is pregnant. Besides, I will not bother Miss Qin."

Qin Wan lowered her eyes with a solemn expression.

Ever since she was a child, she had never thought that one day she would enter the palace and feel the pulse of the empress.

She also knew that Miss Song, what she said to her today was probably because there was no one available.

Let her enter the palace to feel the empress's pulse to determine whether she is pregnant or not. It can be seen that the imperial physician in the palace is already untrustworthy.

But if he didn't agree to Second Miss Song, Qin Wan would feel like a wolf-hearted person.

Second Miss Song is a great kindness to their brother and sister, and they will never forget it.

After several struggles, Qin Wan finally accepted the matter.

Only then did Song Jinyue feel relieved, and she mentioned to Qin Wan that when she leaves the palace tomorrow, she will be sent to meet the sympathetic son again.

After dinner, Madam Yuan led the maidservants to finish clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, and a pot of hot tea was placed on the table.

Song Jinyue left Qin Wan to have tea together.

"Second girl, little grandma is here to see you."

Outside the closed door came Mrs. Song's hoarse and rough voice.

Song Jinyue hurriedly got up and walked to the door to meet her. It was so late at night, I don't know why this little grandmother came here.

Nanny helped Mrs. Song into the door, Song Jinyue saluted, and then saw her cousin Song Qinghua coming along, Song Jinyue saluted, "Little grandmother, sister Hua."

"Sister Yue." Song Qinghua returned the salute, and then stepped into the room, and the maid behind her closed the door casually.

Song Jinyue followed to the house.

Mrs. Song just sat down, and motioned for her granddaughters to sit down.

"Second girl, my little grandmother is here today, and I have one thing to ask you for."

Although she was talking about begging for help, Mrs. Song's tone didn't have the slightest hint of begging for help, on the contrary, she was a little more forceful.

"I don't know, what is the little grandmother referring to?"

"Master Zhao from the official department is looking for the old lady's [-]th birthday, and my little grandmother wants to ask you to take your sister Hua with you."

Following Mrs. Song's words, Song Qinghua looked at the cousin with an apologetic face.

She didn't want to go, but she couldn't disobey her grandmother's wishes.

"Sure, then I'll take Sister Hua to go with me then." Such trivial matters are nothing more than easy work. Mrs. Song's calculation is just to use her as a ladder for Song Qinghua to climb up.

Who in this capital is not a human being?
The one she took out was a good friend?
Mrs. Song is an elder who lives in the Duke's mansion, and her descendants have no official status, so it is not easy to have the cheek to go to the banquet, and she has not been invited yet.

"However, Hua'er doesn't have any suitable clothes now. I heard that the empress has rewarded you with a lot of good fabrics. Why don't you take out one for Hua'er in an emergency?" Mrs. Song still smiled kindly.

Song Jinyue frowned slightly.

"Grandmother, no need, before entering Beijing, my mother prepared a lot for me..."

Song Qinghua hurriedly opened her mouth, wanting to refuse her grandmother and cousin begging for cloth.

But before the words were finished, the grandmother glared at her angrily, and she slowly closed her lips, swallowing back the words she hadn't said.

It's not that Song Jinyue didn't want to give it away, it's just that the fabrics that her aunt gave her were all recorded in the palace.

When it was used, what was done, and how much is left, all need to be registered.

The purpose is to prevent others from making a big fuss about her clothes,

Also guard against being framed.

"Grandmother, why don't you ask mother to invite the best tailor shop in central Beijing to make some clothes for Sister Hua tomorrow, the new clothes in the capital?"

"Why? The second girl is reluctant and unwilling to give it?"

Mrs. Song immediately put on a complexion and turned her head to look aside.

Song Jinyue ignored it, picked up the hot tea on the table, sipped it slowly, and didn't answer the conversation.

The room was silent.

Song Qinghua's face turned pale and red.

Since she was a child, when did she suffer such humiliation?Although it was the grandmother who forced others to make things difficult first, but in the end, this matter made her unable to get out of the stage.

"Hua'er, let's go!" Mrs. Song called her granddaughter in a low voice. The nanny wanted to help her, but Mrs. Song refused. She leaned on the table and chairs and stood up by herself, walked to her granddaughter, and said, "Don't go yet. , keep it here for people to see a joke!"

Song Qinghua was ashamed, angry and wronged, but she couldn't do anything about it, and she couldn't refute it.

Grandma, it's just that she deliberately ran on her cousin.

Song Qinghua raised her hand to help her grandmother, but Mrs. Song was getting angry right now.

Where would she want her to support her, she knocked off Song Qinghua's hand with a slap.

Song Qinghua was in pain, her brows were frowned, she hurriedly put her delicate palms behind her, saluted Song Jinyue, and then followed her grandmother out of the room.

Song Jinyue returned the gift, and followed the mother-in-law and maidservants to send Mrs. Song away.

Walking down the long corridor, Mrs. Song did not allow the nanny and granddaughter to support her, and walked on her own, her steps quickened a bit.

But who knows...

"Ouch..." An exclamation resounded throughout the Duke's mansion.

(End of this chapter)

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