green bamboo dream

Ever since Zhao Jiuye's accident, Uncle Zhongqin's mansion has been in chaos and disorder, and the emperor specially sent an imperial doctor to help. After several days of tossing around like this, he gradually calmed down.

Early this morning, the old man went to Uncle Zhongqin's mansion with the prepared medicinal materials and supplements.

Mother Yang came back from the outside, nodded lightly, and said, "...it's gone far."

Mrs. Xie stood up from the altar, and the peace and compassion that had not faded remained in the eyes that had just opened. She stroked the wrinkled cuffs and helped Yang Ma's hand, "In that case, then let's go."

After several twists and turns, the two stopped in front of a small yard.

The gatekeeper woman was chatting with her teeth, when she saw Mrs. Xie coming, she was terrified and knelt down to say hello.

"Go down first, it's none of your business here."

Seeing that Mrs. Xie didn't hold them accountable for neglecting their work, the two women hurriedly ran out of the yard as if they had been pardoned.

Going forward and pushing open the door, suddenly a strange smell mixed with soup and medicine came to the face, making people uncomfortable.Mother Yang frowned, subconsciously covered her nose, her eyes showed worry, "Old lady, it's not clean here, you haven't recuperated properly, so just stand outside and talk, so as not to get dirty."

Mrs. Xie didn't answer, and stood at the door looking at the furnishings in the room—the dark thick satin curtains in front of the windows were all drawn, making the room look dark and deserted.

The copper and gold-carved silver incense burner placed by the wall is still exhaling white smoke, but the light and sweet fragrance of Anshenxiang is completely lost in the smell of soup and medicine in the room.Two or three small white porcelain bowls containing decoction were placed on the walnut wood table with curved legs at the head of the bed, and half of the dark brown decoction was left in it.In the middle is a gourd-shaped teapot carved with blue and white flowers, which is the favorite style of the old man.

There was a pot of plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, but it was a pity that it was already a bit decayed by the smell of medicine in the room.

Xie Shi pursed her lips and walked in, her eyes gleaming with unpredictable coldness in the dimness.He didn't stop until he was only two steps away from the black lacquered canopy bed with the cyan orchid curtain.

The person on the bed heard the movement, and sat up slowly with difficulty, slightly pleasantly surprised, "Master?"

Mrs. Xie smiled coldly, "Aunt Song, I really disappointed you when I came."

Hearing Xie's sinister voice, Aunt Song was a little flustered, subconsciously she was about to shrink back into the bed.

"Master is not here today, you really don't need to act like that." Mrs. Xie stared closely at Aunt Song's eyes, "Or have you pretended to be addicted all these years, and your bones will itch if you don't stop for a while?"

Her tone was cold, and her words were like knives, "Then I want to take it apart and have a look, to see what you really look like in your bones."

Aunt Song was shocked, and her stomach hurt even more, as if a knife had been stabbed in it and she was struggling desperately, she broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain...

Xie stood quietly without speaking as if he admired her painful expression.

"...The concubine was really wronged, the purse was stolen long ago, it wasn't given by the concubine... and Qiuxiang, the purse she made is also like that, begging the old lady to be the master, the concubine is a cow and a horse... ...to serve you." Aunt Song gritted her teeth, and kowtowed on the bed like garlic.

Mrs. Xie finally admired enough, and said with a smile: "You don't need to pretend, didn't the master find out everything? When did you entrust Mrs. Jing'an, what did you get as reward, and why did you deny it... As for Qiuxiang, that girl is loyal, but unfortunately..."

Aunt Song threw her head on the pillow and panted, her voice finally became eager, "What's wrong with Qiuxiang?"

"You don't need to worry about that." Xie smiled happily, "She dared to deliver the note in person, she is so courageous, so naturally she won't be afraid of such a small punishment...you can rest assured. "

She continued: "...you must look down on the uncle and the second master, and feel that their heirs are too weak to inherit the government of the country... Also, the eldest is only a worthless bastard who is almost hated by the master, and the second is still empty at the knees Listen." Xie's eyes were like cold electricity, and he reprimanded sharply: "But even so, it's not your turn to think about something born by a slave like you."

"If you continue to be so honest, I won't be able to do anything... The Buddha will blame you, but since you committed the crime first, then you can't blame me for being cruel." Mrs. Xie seemed to say that she had treated the eldest son of the concubine all these years. As if to vent all his grievances in one gulp, there was a slight smile on his face.

Aunt Song's complexion was ashen, Juanli's face was pale, and she couldn't care less about her stomach, she got off the bed and was about to pull Xie Shi's leg, but Xie Shi avoided it in disgust.

"Since you are sick, stay well, and live well for your son." Mrs. Xie nodded at Mama Yang, who took out a small white porcelain bottle from her bosom, and carefully poured a grain of water out of it. Pry open Aunt Song's mouth and feed the dark pill.

Aunt Song was trembling with fright, she was just an aunt who was born as a maid, hiding behind the scenes and calculating, but once she put it on the bright side, she would be nothing... Before she swallowed the medicine, she felt a burning pain in her stomach, and she could only desperately I retched.

Mother Yang said helplessly: "Auntie, don't worry too much. If this is a life-saving medicine, although it can't relieve your pain immediately, at least it can relieve some pain."

On the night when the truth was found out, Aunt Song started to have diarrhea, her body was stiff, and her head was still aching. She stayed in bed for a few days, and it got worse after drinking the medicine, until she couldn't even get out of bed.

Others may not understand, but Mama Yang, who served Mrs. Xie personally, can see clearly that the medicine has always been brought in by the old man's close servant...

I don't know if she believed Mama Yang, or if she really couldn't vomit, Aunt Song collapsed on the pedal...

Another day later, the news that Aunt Song had suffered a stroke spread throughout the inner courtyard. It was said that she was lying on the bed all day, her mouth and eyes were crooked, and she couldn't speak clearly, which was very scary.

Not to mention the little maids, even the more courageous old women dare not go in to serve...

Yu Zhu was only slightly surprised when she heard this, and then looked at her stomach with some worry, and sighed heavily: "The old lady is about to make a move."

Ruan's mother looked at Yu Zhu's face, she was a little confused, "Ma'am, what does Aunt Song's stroke have to do with us?"

"Then Aunt Song became like this, either the master or the old lady did it."

Ruan's mother nodded, that's for sure, this kind of thing can't be made public, it's probably because she got sick in private.

"...I originally thought that Aunt Song would definitely die from a serious illness, but she just had a stroke." Yu Zhu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Aunt Song's purpose all along is to restrain the assigned commitments." Uncle, it was because of this that I kept her in the past, and it is still the same when I keep her now... The uncle has already been crowned heir, he is talented and highly valued by the emperor, and has a bright future... But the young master is really not liked by the master."

Yu Zhu paused slightly, "On the contrary, Uncle Cheng's family, big and small, is very dense...there is such a precedent in this dynasty."

Ruan's mother was startled, and said anxiously: "You worry too much...the kind of people are all descendants and really have no sons to inherit the title, so they choose from the concubines to adopt... the young master is doing well "

Yuzhu is helpless, the old man is so twitching, if Cheng Siyi has never had a son-in-law, it is uncertain whether he will do something extraordinary.

After thinking about things for a while, she felt a little depressed and her stomach was not very happy, so Yuzhu decided to ask Mama Ruan to bring some snacks to fill her... Forget it, let's do whatever you want, soldiers will come to block you, water will come to cover you, and you will have to eat. The headache should also be the headache of Cheng Xungong's future wife.

Yu Zhu unkindly picked up a piece of chestnut cake and threw it into his mouth, thinking about it.

After eating the second piece, Hua Ruo ran in and said happily, "Ma'am, Miss Ning Qiu is here, and she is almost at Yimen now."

Throwing the half-bitten chestnut cake back into the plate, Yu Zhu was a little dazed, and it wasn't until Hua Ruo said it again that she came back to her senses and hurriedly asked, "Is the house tidy?"

"It's been cleaned up a long time ago, Madam, don't worry." Hua Ruo said with a smile, the second master doesn't have a concubine's room, and there are quite a few empty rooms in Qingyu Courtyard, and the things are also complete. After a little cleaning, you can live in it with a new bed and new bedding.

Facing Ning Qiu again after five years, Yu Zhu was a little at a loss. At first, she tried hard to think about what to say in the first sentence, but after meeting the real person, she immediately put it all behind her.

The woman in front of her is strange yet familiar, wearing a long green cotton jacket with a plain collar and a wooden hairpin. Although she is simple, she is refreshing. It's not as fair as Qingzhou's, but the clear and correct eyes in his memory have not changed, and his silly expression is clearly reflected in them.

Seeing Yu Zhu who came out personally, the maids and servants quickly squatted down to salute.

Suddenly, a small cry came out amidst the silence, which immediately caught Yu Zhu's attention.

It was only then that I noticed that Ning Qiu was followed by a woman, to be precise, it should be a girl, with a pretty face, but she was a little thinner, and her eyes appeared bigger. She might have been startled by the maids who were so short by a large amount just now. At this moment, she was covering her mouth in panic, shrinking back and forth behind Ning Qiu.

"This is Shuanghong." Ning Qiu turned sideways, pointed at the girl and said with a smile, "I'm so sticky to me, and he refused to leave my side. The military master is also generous, so he took her with him."

Yu Zhu stepped forward to take her hand, and said with a smile: "I'm looking forward to you coming back, how can you talk to this busy man... go wash up first, and then eat something." awkward.

Surrounded by the crowd back to Qingyu Courtyard, seeing the maids leading the two down, Yu Zhu smiled and said to Ruan's mother, "It can be regarded as living up to the master's entrustment." Although the time we spent together was not very long, Yu Zhu Zhu really regards Grandma Wang as his master.

Ruan's mother didn't answer right away, she stared at the door where Ning Qiu's back disappeared for a while, and then hesitated to say: "Madam, this Ning Qiu girl is probably, I'm afraid she is not perfect..." (To be continued .If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)