green bamboo dream

As for the fate of that maidservant, Yu Zhu didn't say anything, and Cheng Xunxun didn't ask either.

Taking advantage of his good spirits at this moment, he simply brought up the matter between Hua Ruo and Deng De, "...Hua Ruo can't delay any longer. If you delay any longer, you will really become an old girl. It's better to make a decision earlier, so When she settles the house well, she can come to help me when I give birth... You also know that she has been with me since I was a child, and after so many years, it really can't be too long."

"It's up to you." Cheng Xunxun was fine, suddenly remembered what Deng De begged him a few days ago, thought for a while but still didn't say it.

Early the next morning, Yu Zhu was still asleep, and heard voices in her ears in a daze. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Cheng Xunxun had left, and Hua Ruo was standing in front of the bed.

"Ma'am, something happened in the east chamber." Hua Ruo said helplessly.

The East Wing is where Ning Qiu and Shuang Hong settled down. She has heard a lot of news about it recently, and she said angrily, "Something has happened again, let someone set up a car and send it to Chunyu Hutong immediately." ...there is no end to it."

Hua Ruo looked strange, took a deep breath, "It's Miss Shuanghong who is sick."

"Sick?" Yu Zhu couldn't help grinning, "Why are you sick?"

"The little maid said that she had newly issued a thin silk spring shirt covered with a feather gauze, and Miss Shuanghong couldn't hold back, so she wore it all day long. I didn't expect...it's still a bit chilly this morning and evening."

Hua Ruo was also a little speechless. Is this a performance that has never been seen in the world? The new clothes will not run away, and they can't even wait for half a month.

"It's time for her to be sick."

Yu Zhu got up swiftly, and wanted to think of a reason to send her away, but she made a fuss on her own.

Everyone other than the master has to go out to avoid illness. Although Shuanghong is not a maid, she is not the master either...

Yu Zhu let Hua Ruo dress her, with a big smile on her face——

Miss Shuanghong, welcome to Chunyu Hutong for a long-term stay.

First he ordered a doctor to take a look at her, prescribed some medicine, and ate some porridge with salty, fresh and crisp pickles, then got up and went to Mrs. Xie's place.

Mrs. Xie attached great importance to this invitation from Duke Qi's mansion, and ordered Mama Yang to read the gift list to her one by one, adding and subtracting from time to time.

Yu Zhu stood by the side for a while, but was not paid attention to. She was thinking about whether she should act cute and find some sense of presence, but Mrs. Xie thought her standing on the side was an eyesore, so she sent her back to rest.

Back at the Qingyuan Courtyard, after thinking about it, I decided to go to the East Wing to have a look.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a lot of chaos inside.

Shuanghong's shrill cries were mixed with Ning Qiu's coaxing voices, and occasionally she could hear the energetic persuasion from Zaoyuan.

"...Miss Shuanghong, the maidservant has just said that the rules in the back house are like this. If you are sick, you have to move outside to raise them, and come back when you are well...Why are you bothering?"

Then there was Shuanghong's whimpering cry, "Sister Zaoyuan, Ah Hong is in good health, she will be fine after drinking Yao Minger... woo... Please help me beg my wife, don't drive Ah Hong out... ..."

Then came Ning Qiu's comforting words, "...Don't cry, Ah Hong is obedient."

"No, Ah Hong, don't go out..." Shuang Hong screamed, "Don't touch me, don't go, don't go..."

Yu Zhu heard the chaos inside again, she just felt a surge of anger rising up, and there must be a limit to playing temper

With a sound of "哐—", the door was pushed open heavily, and seeing Yu Zhu who was surrounded by maidservants coming in, everyone in the room silently lowered their heads.

Zaoyuan has a straightforward temper, and she was already full of anger after patiently persuading her, and immediately rushed to Yuzhu to complain, "Ma'am, Miss Shuanghong refuses to get on the soft sedan chair, the slave girl's mouth is broken."

When Shuanghong saw Yu Zhu, she hurried to get out of bed, but was stopped by the woman next to the bed.

Just kidding, the wife is pregnant with Jingui's young master, if they get too close, cough and fever or something, then they won't be able to eat and walk away.

Struggling fiercely for a couple of times, she found that those mother-in-law's palm-like hands were still motionless, so Shuanghong could only twist her body and kneel on the bed to kowtow to Yuzhu, "Ma'am, Ah Hong will be fine tomorrow, no Pass it on to others... I don't need to worry about the maids and sisters..."

"Then you are sick in bed, who will take care of you?" Yu Zhu didn't go in, but stood still at the door. She didn't want to take risks, and she knew that many medicines were not allowed during pregnancy. She knew this common sense.

Shuanghong subconsciously looked at Ning Qiu who was standing by the bed, and murmured, "There is sister Ning Qiu."

Ning Qiu's face was haggard, his eyes were blank, he nodded after hearing Shuanghong's words, and said woodenly, "Go to Chunyu Hutong, I'll take care of Ah Hong."

Yu Zhu didn't bother to look at Shuanghong's eager look, so she asked Ning Qiu to be taken to her room first, then smiled softly, "Shuanghong, why don't you want to go out?"

She said softly, "Your elder sister Ning Qiu is so haggard, you still have the heart to ask her to take care of you and worry about you?"

"Sister Ning Qiu is just in a bad mood, and she will be fine in a while." Shuang Hong said eagerly as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Then do you know why she became like this?" Yu Zhu still smiled softly.

"Yes, it's because...she found out about Brother Haoran...oh, he is the husband-in-law of the eldest daughter of the Zhenbei General's Mansion."

Shuanghong lowered her head. When she worked as a maid in the Si family, her life was extremely hard. Apart from working day and night, she couldn't eat well or sleep well.

Sister Ning Qiu was still being pestered by the Fourth Young Master at that time, although she had some kung fu, she had many scruples and dared not do anything.

She still remembered that sister Ning Qiu liked to tell her about her childhood in Qingzhou when she was tired, climbing trees, digging lotus root, fishing in the lake... even learned a little boxing kung fu, and recognized a few words .

There are piles of piles, and there is a tall and straight figure of a man named Lu Haoran hidden in them, either explicitly or implicitly.

That must be the person Ning Qiu's sister is infatuated with. In her memory, Aniang also had the same expression and eyes when she mentioned her father.

However, since one night, when the elder sister who was supposed to be on duty ran back to the house in a daze with messy clothes, she never heard her mention that man again...

Seeing her reaction like this, Yu Zhu was at least somewhat comforted—at least she had a conscience.

"Hurry up and go with the mothers." Yu Zhu suppressed her smile, not wanting to stay too long, she winked at Zao Yuan, then helped Hua Ruo to leave.

The rough women are not weaker than men at all. Taking advantage of Shuanghong's daze, they pulled Shuanghong up from the bed, wrapped them in a quilt, and put them on the soft sedan chair.

"...Let go, let me go." When Shuanghong came back to her senses, she hurriedly struggled desperately. She wanted to stay in the Duke's Mansion for the sake of sister Ning Qiu, and she would no longer have to do so much work.

Zaoyuan's face sank, and he directly signaled the women to let go, allowing Shuanghong to roll out of the quilt and fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"I really want to open a dyeing workshop if I give you three points of paint. My wife has to take care of Miss Ning Qiu. She has nothing to do with you at all. If you continue to quarrel and disturb the peace of the mansion, just throw it outside." Zao Yuan got it Yu Zhu signaled that she had no more scruples, "Since Miss Shuanghong doesn't want to take a soft sedan chair, let's put on her shoes and go."

It has to be said that there are always people who bully the weak and fear the strong, and Zaoyuan was so angry, coupled with several vicious women around, Shuanghong immediately didn't dare to cry anymore.

No matter how pampered she was since she was a child, she couldn't withstand the hard work of living in the Si family for three years. Sensing words and demeanor has become an instinct, deeply engraved in her bones.

Being so fierce, she thought of being embarrassed by the fourth young lady of the Si family, Shuanghong shrank her neck subconsciously, quickly put on her shoes, and followed out obediently.

"Miss Zaoyuan is really amazing. You should teach such a person a lesson." The woman who stayed in the room to tidy up smiled and flattered her. The red is very hard to see.

Zaoyuan shook the handkerchief, and said with a smile, "Without her, the yard will be cleaner in the future, and save the troubles of sisters and sisters everywhere..."

"That's right, except for Miss Ning Qiu's way of eating her way, who cares about her patiently... The last time I brought a bowl of lotus paste cake from the kitchen, I wanted to ask me to make some milk for her." The waiter in the east chamber was very disdainful. With a sneer, "I'm afraid that kind of lotus paste cake is only appreciated by the little maids who cook fires in the house, but she is still a great thing... Milk is also something she can use?"

"A few days ago you were still thinking about my things, but I can't tell you are so rich." Zaoyuan has a good relationship with several prominent maids in Qingyuyuan, so he teased bluntly.

Xie Ye pursed her lips and smiled, "Your things are all rewarded by your wife, who doesn't care about them... By the way, my mother came in to see me yesterday and brought a dozen tofu skin buns that I made myself. I know you like them. There are still a few left in the room."

"At last you still have a conscience..." The two walked away talking and laughing.

Yu Zhu walked up to Ning Qiu and sat down, and put his hand on her thin shoulders. She could hide it well in the mansion, but once she moved out, she would know one day, so she simply told her.

I hope she can survive, as a woman, Ning Qiu has suffered enough in this life...

"I'm leaving. I haven't thanked you for such a great kindness." Ning Qiu looked at Yu Zhu very gently, and said sincerely.

Yu Zhu felt uncomfortable being watched by her, and said in a low voice, "You know everything?"

"Well, I've thought about such a situation a long time ago." Although Ning Qiu was smiling, Yu Zhu always felt that smile was uglier than crying. The underground is not safe... Besides, I am not good enough for him now."

Yu Zhu felt bitter in his mouth, and didn't know what to say, so he could only choke out a comforting sentence, "You are doing well, the days are still long."

As the Buddha said, there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, parting from love, long-lasting resentment, not being able to ask, not being able to let go.

Tears welled up in her eyelashes suddenly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)