Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 408 Buddha
After leaving Yongchang Marquis's Mansion, Yao Shanzhi was in no hurry to go home. She squeezed into Zhao Wangshu's carriage and talked to her about Wu Lin'er's clothes tearing and falling. "I wonder who is harming her to make her look so embarrassed in such an important occasion?"

"This matter is indeed strange, but it may not be easy to find the real mastermind behind this in this marquis's mansion," said Zhao Wangshu.

Yao Shanzhi also nodded in agreement, "Yes, there are so many people in this mansion and it is not easy to find out the truth."

Changing the subject, "However, after such a disgraceful act, the Marquis of Yongchang will definitely investigate ruthlessly."

The two chatted about this matter. When they reached the fork in the road, Zhao Wangshu stopped the carriage. Before Yao Shanzhi got off the carriage, he said, "I'm going to see Yu'er tomorrow."

"Got it. I'll prepare tea and snacks for you tomorrow." Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

"So good." Yao Shanzhi threw her a coquettish look before jumping off the carriage and walking towards her own carriage.

Zhao Wangshu lifted the curtain and watched her get on the carriage and head to another road. After Luzhi and Lanfen got in, he told the driver, "Let's go."

When she got home, as soon as she got off the carriage, Ah Qi ran over anxiously, "Madam, you are finally back. The layman is ill."

Zhao Wangshu's face changed slightly. As he walked towards the Buddhist hall, he asked, "Has the court doctor examined your pulse?"

"The court doctor has examined him and said that the monk is worried too much and needs to rest." Aqi replied.

"Too much worry? Need to rest?" Zhao Wangshu was stunned.

Madam Yun chants sutras in the Buddhist temple every day, not caring about anything else. How can she still be too worried? Isn't it quiet enough?
"Mother, do you want to go to the temple to become a nun again?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a frown.

Ah Qi lowered her head and said, "The layman never said anything, and I don't know either."

When he arrived at the Buddhist temple, Zhao Wangshu pushed open the door and a faint scent of sandalwood wafted into his nose.

Turning to the inner room, I saw Madam Yun lying on the bed, her face pale, her eyes closed, and I couldn't tell whether she was sleeping or unconscious.

She walked quickly to the bedside and gently held Madam Yun's hand. She felt her palm was cold and her heart tightened. She turned to look at Ah Qi and asked in a low voice, "Did anything unusual happen before mother fell ill?"

Ah Qi thought for a moment and said, "Laywoman has been chanting sutras until late at night these days, and then she sits alone in the Buddhist hall in a daze. When I asked her, she refused to say anything and just shook her head."

Zhao Wangshu asked unhappily, "Why didn't you come and report to me?"

"The layman won't let me." Ah Qi replied.

"Where is the medicine? Has mother taken it?" Zhao Wangshu asked.

"The layman refused to take the medicine."

Zhao Wangshu didn't know what to say, "You can't let her do whatever she wants. If you are sick, you have to take medicine."

If Madam Yun was strong and relied on her own resistance, she might be able to recover, but Madam Yun has been a vegetarian for many years and is already weak. This disease came like a mountain, and if it is not treated in time, it is likely to develop into a serious illness.

"The lay Buddhist..." Ah Qi looked embarrassed, "The lay Buddhist said that she believes in Buddhism and has the Buddha's blessing, so she doesn't need to take medicine."

Zhao Wangshu was so angry that he had a headache. "Go get the medicine."

"I'll go and cook the medicine right away." Aqi stepped out.

You have to cook the medicine now!
Zhao Wangshu stroked her forehead, she was so angry that she was about to die.

After a while, Madam Yun woke up, "Wangshu."

"Mother, you're awake." Zhao Wangshu helped her sit up. "Mother, why don't you take care of your body?"

Madam Yun said weakly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Zhao Wangshu said angrily, "You are sick, but you refuse to take medicine. How can I not worry?"

"Buddha will protect me." said Mrs. Yun.

Zhao Wangshu sighed helplessly, "Doctors are the Buddhas of the world. If you don't take the medicine, you are rejecting the Buddha's blessing." Madam Yun was startled, "Your statement is novel."

"Buddha is everywhere, and naturally he is also in the heart of the doctor." Zhao Wangshu smiled slightly, "The water in the bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva can cure diseases, and the medicine prescribed by the doctor has the same effect, so mother should trust the doctor and take the medicine on time, so that she can recover as soon as possible."

Madam Yun was silent for a moment, then nodded gently, "You are right, I am obsessed."

Zhao Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, finally convincing her.

Not to mention that if Madam Yun was really seriously ill and could not be cured, Yun Hao would have to observe a three-year period of mourning. She herself did not want to see anything happen to Madam Yun.

At this time, Ah Qi came in with a bowl of medicine, "Madam, the medicine is ready."

Zhao Wangshu took the medicine bowl and said, "Mother, drink the medicine."

Mrs. Yun agreed to take the medicine, so she didn't resist and drank it.

After she finished drinking the medicine, Zhao Wangshu helped her lie down to rest, while he sat beside the bed to watch over her.

Zhao Wangshu waited until Madam Yun fell asleep before he quietly left. When he got out of the door, he whispered to Ah Qi, "Take good care of the lay Buddhist. Report any situation promptly."

Ah Qi nodded, "Yes, Madam."

Zhao Wangshu gave a few more instructions before turning around and leaving.

When they returned to Linglong Courtyard, Xiao Yunyu saw her, smiled at first, and then cried with his mouth pursed.

"Yuer, don't cry. Wait until mother changes clothes before holding you." Zhao Wangshu coaxed him and went into the house to change clothes.

Zhao Wangshu changed his clothes, held little Yunyu in his arms, and patted his back gently. Gradually, the little guy calmed down, and his big eyes looked at Zhao Wangshu with endless attachment.

That night, the little guy clung to his mother and insisted on sleeping with her.

"Why are you becoming more clingy?" Zhao Wangshu looked at the little guy in his arms helplessly and touched his little head.

The next day, the sun shone into the house through the window, warm and bright.

When Zhao Wangshu woke up, the little guy had already been taken away by the maid and was being fed by the wet nurse.

After breakfast, she told Lvzhi, "Ask the cook to make some peony flower cakes. The Yixing County Lord will be here soon."

"Yes, young lady." Luzhi took the order and left.

After resting for a while, Zhao Wangshu gave his son a bath, applied perfume on him, and put on clean monk's clothes. "Baby, play by yourself for a while. Mother is going to visit your grandmother."

Zhao Wangshu went to the Buddhist temple and found that Mrs. Yun, who had taken the medicine and had improved, was no longer bedridden. She knelt in front of the Buddha and chanted scriptures.

I just felt helpless, "Mom, you are not fully recovered yet, just take a good rest, there is no need to chant sutras and pray for blessings every day."

Madam Yun opened her eyes and smiled softly, "Wangshu, I'm fine. The Buddha will bless me and I will recover soon."

Zhao Wangshu knew that her belief in Buddhism was deep in her bones, and it was useless to persuade her. "Then mother, please take care of yourself and don't kneel for too long.

"I know what's going on. Don't worry. I'm sick, so don't come to me. Just take good care of Yu'er." Mrs. Yun closed her eyes again.

Zhao Wangshu had no choice but to instruct Aqi to serve Madam Yun well.

She left the Buddhist temple and returned to Linglong Courtyard, where she changed her clothes as usual before going to accompany Xiao Yunyu.

Little Yunyu was about to take a nap, and Yao Shanzhi, who said she would come to see him, hadn't arrived yet. Zhao Wangshu looked at the door and said to himself, "What delayed him again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of the maid paying her respects to Yao Shanzhi.

Zhao Wangshu patted Xiao Yunyu's butt and said, "Your godmother is here. Say hello to her before you go to sleep."