Traveling through: I rely on space to raise the sick Wei Wang

Chapter 87
Hearing this, Aunt Zhang put the medicine bottle in her purse with confidence: "Okay, I will do what you want, but you have to promise me, don't let my Yan'er be wronged in the slightest, and you must treat me well." she."

Aunt Zhang has no children. Although Lin Yan'er is a child of her sister's family, she has always loved her as her own daughter. Now that something like this happened to Lin Yan'er, she certainly can't just sit idly by.

Hearing this, the man showed a cold smile: "Hmph, it's not your turn to negotiate terms with the First Prince. As for what will happen to Lin Yan'er in the future, it depends on your performance, Aunt Zhang."

After saying that, the man in black jumped down towards the window, and soon disappeared into the dark night.

After the night returned to silence, Aunt Zhang got up and walked back to her bedroom. She shunned the other maids and walked to a large wooden cabinet.

Open the wooden cabinet and take out an exquisite box from inside. Inside the box are some expensive but aged jewelry.

"Mother Zhao."

"Why did my aunt call this old slave?"

"Did you hear what the man said just now? What's the best way to deal with it?"

"Didn't Auntie already have her own idea?" Mammy Zhao answered in a low voice, looking at the jade hairpin inlaid with agate green jade that Auntie Zhang was holding in her hand.

Auntie Zhang had a cold smile on her face. "Mother Zhao understands me best. Please help me hand over this hairpin to that person, and make sure nothing will go wrong. After the matter is completed, I will reward you a lot, Auntie."

"The old slave understands that even if it takes the old slave's life, the old slave will keep his mouth shut."

Aunt Zhang nodded slightly, then waved her hand, Mammy Zhao saluted and left the room.

Except for Aunt Zhang, there was no one else in the bedroom at this time. Aunt Zhang came to the table and sat down, resting her elbows on the table and closing her eyes. Her brain was calculating how to weave a seamless plan.

"Auntie, do you want your servant to store the pattern you picked today in a box for you?"

Suddenly a servant girl in a blue-gray dress came in, holding various ornaments on lacquer plates in her hands.

Aunt Zhang opened her almond eyes with a sense of age when she heard the sound. It seemed that the person was Chunhua who rushed back from the countryside yesterday. Her eyes rolled slightly, and then she asked: "Chunhua, I heard that you I went to the countryside to visit your mother, how is Ling Ci's health?"

Chunhua was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and when she mentioned this, her worry that had just sunk in was brought up again: "Thank you, Auntie, for your concern, my mother's body is still the same, it's just that she's weaker than before..."

"I also heard that there is a younger brother who is studying in your family. Is it true?"

Chunhua didn't know why Aunt Zhang asked such a question, but she answered honestly: "It's true, why did Aunt Zhang ask this suddenly?"

Aunt Zhang smiled covertly: "Ah, I'm just asking too much. But then again, now that your mother is sick in bed, and you lost your father at a young age, the burden of your family's life is on you alone It's enough to wrong you girl."

Who said no, but what could she do? "Whether you feel wronged or not, it's all Chunhua's duty as a daughter and elder sister."

Aunt Zhang thought for a while when she heard the words, and then asked: "You have been serving in the concubine's yard for a while. Yesterday you came back to work in my yard. She didn't ask you anything, did she?"

Chunhua shook her head: "No, the concubine doesn't know about my return yesterday, I'll just explain it to her tomorrow."

"Well, if you go, just say you came back that day, but don't let her know that you came back a day earlier and stayed in my yard for a day. I'm doing this for your own good. No one wants their slaves to be subordinate Isn't the second master?"

Chunhua felt that what Aunt Zhang said made sense, and said, "What Auntie said is true, Chunhua has written it down."

Aunt Zhang nodded in satisfaction: "Well, it's good to put the pattern here, you can step back."

"Yes." Chunhua put the lacquer plate on the table and exited the room.

Aunt Zhang looked at the back of Chunhua leaving, and the calculation in her eyes became more and more serious...

The next morning.

When Xu Ruqing woke up, she found that the little bun in her arms had already been packed and was practicing swords in the yard. She lazily turned over, only to find that the blanket beside her was still slightly warm and exuded an aura that didn't belong to her... ...She pursed her lips and didn't think much about it, maybe the little milk bag crawled behind her in the middle of the night and slept for a while.

At this moment, the sky is completely bright, about seven or eight o'clock in the modern morning. Xu Ruqing stayed in bed for a while before slowly getting up, put on his shoes and walked out of the bed. At this time, Zhiqu was holding a warm green dress in his hand. skirt came in.

"Princess, you are awake."

Xu Ruqing stretched lazily, she had to say that she slept soundly this time, if she didn't think there was still something to do, she wouldn't even want to get up.

"Well, how did you know I was here?"

Zhiqu smiled: "The guard Xuan told the servant. By the way, Princess, Chunhua came back today. You were not there when she went to Yelange to look for you, so I asked the servant to tell you."

Xu Ruqing just listened and passed, "Well, I see."

Not long after, Zhiqu had finished tidying up for Xu Ruqing, tied the last smock on her, Zhiqu helped her to the dresser and sat down.

Looking at Xu Ruqing in the bronze mirror, Zhiqu suggested: "Princess, this servant will help you comb a peony bun that is very popular at the moment, and put on a peach blossom makeup for you. This is how I see that all the ladies in the palace are dressed like this. Both must look good on you, too."

Xu Ruqing couldn't help laughing: "It's not that you want to go to the palace to meet the emperor, why do you want to compete with the ladies in the palace, can't you make it so exaggerated?"

"Of course you have to treat it seriously. Although you are not going to meet the emperor, the princess should always pay attention to her image in front of the prince, right?"

Xu Ruqing was taken aback when he heard the words, and the smile on his face became stiff: "Wait...you said I was going to see Su Yichen? Su Yichen came here?"

On the contrary, Zhiqu was confused by Xu Ruqing's reaction, but she still told Xu Ruqing what she knew: "Yes, the prince rested in the idiom garden yesterday, and he sent the guard Xuan to send a message to the servant this morning, so The slaves came to wait on the princess. The prince went to the front hall to wait early in the morning, so he sent the princess and the prince to have breakfast together."

Xu Ruqing was startled when he heard this.

Having breakfast with him... It's too embarrassing, she doesn't want to go!

She immediately stopped Zhiqu from putting on makeup for herself, took off all kinds of accessories on her head indiscriminately, and then said: "Go and tell the prince, I won't go for breakfast today, just say that I am unwell and can't see the wind."

(End of this chapter)