queen she is not doing business

Chapter 3 The Rumor-monger

Du Jiaoniang was in front, and the woman followed closely behind. The two stepped on the snow, walked through the corridor and rockery, and left the gate of the mansion.

Seeing that there was no one around, Du Jiaoniang dared to ask the question that had been holding her back all the way: "What's going on? Didn't the old monk in the temple say that Sheng Jiao'e broke her neck and died? Why now, she Alive again??"

"The monk, is it reliable?" the woman asked.

"He took so much money from me, so he wouldn't dare to lie to me!" Du Jiaoniang said angrily, looking confident.

"Indeed, I also checked her pulse when she came back. At that time, although the eldest lady was still warm, she did not have a heartbeat." , I have never seen such a bizarre thing."

Du Jiaoniang snorted, thinking that asking Taoist priests to do the trick also failed, she felt even more resentful in her heart, after thinking about it, she asked curiously: "Grandmother, you just said that her legs will heal in half a year." , but really?"

If Sheng Jiao'e really recovered after half a year, then she would really have no chance of becoming the crown princess.

"How is that possible!"

The woman smiled fiercely, and the old man's eyes were bright: "The old man will stabilize her for the time being, so that, Miss, you will have enough time to prepare."

Hearing this, Du Jiaoniang smiled, her eyebrows beaming, as if she had become a princess at this time: "That is to say, she is a half-dead sick child, how can she compete with this young lady?"

"What are you talking about that will help me become the crown princess?" Du Jiaoniang gave a nonsensical pooh, "Sheng Jiao'e, this trash, what right does she have to talk to me like that, making it seem like she doesn't want the position of crown princess?" , as if giving alms to Miss Ben!"

"That's right, that's right," the woman responded, with a groveling look, "In this family, only the old man is still facing her, and now the old man is unconscious, life and death are uncertain, and now even the old man is on the lady's side... "

As the woman spoke, she grasped something and clenched it tightly: "After half a year, the position of Crown Princess will definitely be yours."

"You go back first," Du Jiaoniang was flattered by the woman's words, and she subconsciously made a gesture of disgust and driving away people, and ordered, "Father is still at home, I have to go and see that old thing quickly, lest he think I am Unfilial."

"Yes, yes, so the old man will go back first?" The woman bowed her knees and flattered her, "If the young lady and the madam have any other orders, please send someone to tell the old body, and the old body will be there immediately. Come."

"Yes, Miss Ben understands." After Du Jiaoniang finished speaking, she turned and left.

With resentment and disgust in her eyes, the woman watched Du Jiaoniang enter the gate, and when the rich gate was closed, she spit at the Du family's mansion several times.

Cursing and swearing, he braved the heavy snow and walked home with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Ugh--"

Sheng Fengxue looked at the snow that never stopped outside the window, and sighed again.

It's been seven days, a full seven days, and she hasn't stepped out of this boudoir!
The mouths of the two servant girls who served her were tougher than iron, except for their names, Sheng Fengxue never found out any other useful information.

She didn't know what was going on outside, since Sheng Jiao'e's soul took refuge in Xiao Luzhi that day, she never appeared again.

The two servant girls did their best to serve her, and her leg injury has gradually improved. At least now she can be supported to walk a few steps forward.

The servants outside the boudoir changed shifts regularly, Sheng Fengxue secretly planned for a long time, but she couldn't find a chance to run over the wall after her legs recovered.

Seeing the days go by.

When she drew twelve bars on the wall, in the early hours of the night, someone knocked on her window suddenly.

Today is the day Du Wanquan invites his business partners to have a drink at home.

Sheng Fengxue listened attentively, the window kept ringing, finally she got up, pushed the window open a crack, and took a look outside.

Standing by the window was a man wearing a battered bamboo hat, whose figure should be that of a child, just when Sheng Fengxue was puzzled, that man took off the hat, revealing a chubby face that was flushed from the cold.

It really is a child, who looks seven or eight years old, and looks as cute as a character in a game.

As soon as he raised his head to meet Sheng Fengxue's eyes, he smiled at Sheng Fengxue and shouted sweetly: "Mother, I'm coming to see you!"

Sheng Fengxue's hand that pushed the window was frozen, even forgetting the cold: "..."

Sheng Jiao'e actually has such a big son?
Scumbag, you know?
Stepmother, you know?
Trouble girl, you know?
and that...

His Royal Highness, does he know? !

Looking at the kid's dress, he probably sneaked here while everyone was away.

Thinking of this, Sheng Fengxue finally breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that no one knows about this yet!

fortunately.

The heart relaxes, the wind blows, and the wind and snow shiver.

After the child finished calling her, he buried his head in his arms and dug out again and again. It took a long time to pull out a bunch of odds and ends, and stuffed them all into Sheng Fengxue's hands, nagging non-stop, bringing crying.

"Mother, this is a gift from them. They haven't seen you for several days, and they miss you very much. We don't worry about you, so I'll come and have a look."

"Mother... I heard that you were injured by a fall. Does it hurt? If it hurts, you must call the doctor to come and have a look!"

The child's face was red from the cold, and except for his head, his whole body was covered with snow. In order to see his mother, he must have been hiding in the dark for a long time, and he dared not come over until there was no one around.

Sheng Fengxue was a little emotional.

It was almost half a month since she woke up, and this was the first time someone asked her if she was in pain, and the person was just a child.

Not even Sheng Jiao'e's own father asked a word.

Sheng Fengxue choked up.

She poked her head out and looked around to make sure there was no one outside and said to the child: "It's cold outside, you come in first."

"My mother hasn't recognized me yet, so it's not easy for me to come in."

The child said aggrievedly, and after finishing speaking, he lowered his head and wiped his nose.

Sheng Fengxue: "..."

Could it be that Sheng Jiao'e is... a scumbag?
Sheng Fengxue curled up her fingers angrily, and when she was about to say something, she heard the child say again: "Mother is not married yet, I am a boy, if someone sees you in your boudoir, it will tarnish your reputation."

Sheng Fengxue: "..."

At this moment, her mood is like a roller coaster.

Don't breathe too much when you speak, hey, it will scare people to death!

Seeing this child's stubbornness, Sheng Fengxue thought for a while, then asked with a smile: "Do you really want me to recognize you?"

Hearing this, the little boy nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "I want to, of course I want to, I want to dream about it!"

"Okay," Sheng Fengxue nodded, and said softly next to the child, "Well, after you go out, tell the people outside that the daughter of the Du family is going to die soon."

The child was terrified and looked up at Sheng Fengxue.

"Don't be afraid," Sheng Fengxue patted his head to show comfort, "I lied to them, if I can successfully get out from here, from now on, you will be my son!"

"Really?" The child looked excited, eager to try.

Sheng Fengxue replied with a smile: "Of course, I keep my word. I have already thought of your name for you."

"What's your name?" the child asked anxiously.

"I'll tell you when I go out from here," Sheng Fengxue said, then turned around and packed the snacks beside him, stuffing them all into the child's arms, "Be careful when you go out, don't be discovered by others."

"Okay," the child put on the broken bamboo hat, reluctantly, "I'll do what mother says!"

Sheng Fengxue patted his head again, gave him a light push, and signaled him to leave quickly.

Sheng Fengxue closed the window until he could no longer see the child's back, and when he returned to the house, his whole body was numb from the cold.

However, her heart is warm.

Soul wear for the first time in a long time!
Sheng Fengxue fiddled with the fire, rubbing his frozen hands.

"Rumors, it seems like no one knows how to spread them..."

(End of this chapter)