Rebirth of the fire-baked concubine

Chapter 118

The little girl has slender eyebrows and slender eyes, and she looks very clever when she smiles. She is indeed Xiaocui from her third brother's courtyard.

Yun Jingchu took the small paper bag with a bewildered expression, and asked in confusion, "What is the third brother doing for me?"

"My servant doesn't know either, but if you listen to the third young master, you are absolutely right, and the third young master will not harm you." Xiao Cui swore on her face.

"Oh... I see." Yun Jingchu held the paper bag tightly in his hand, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"The servant girl is gone, miss, please quickly put the contents inside." Xiaocui said as she walked out.

Yun Jingchu watched Xiaocui leave, then opened the small paper bag, and found that there was white medicine powder inside, her eyes flickered slightly, she stood up, lifted the lid of the casserole, and looked outside the door vigilantly, and found that no one was looking at her , and then poured the medicine powder in the paper bag into the pot with confidence...

After finishing all this, Yun Jingchu put the lid on the pot, put the paper bag into his sleeve, and waited patiently for the fire in the stove to go out, then took the pot down, put the casserole and medicine bowl on the tray, Yun Jingchu carried the tray and walked towards the main room.

Carrying the medicine all the way into the eldest lady's bedroom, she found that Mother Zhao and Yun Xiyu were both there.

Mother Zhao sat on the stool beside the bed and helped the lady wipe her face and hands with a wrung wet towel, while Yun Xiyu sat at the end of the bed and massaged the lady's legs and feet.

Seeing Yun Jingchu coming in, Yun Xiyu stood up in surprise, "Is the medicine ready? Hurry up and feed your mother to drink it. The imperial doctor said that as long as you take the medicine three times, your mother will wake up."

"Miss, don't worry." Zhao's mother also smiled, and then turned her head to tell Yun Jingchu, "Fifth Miss, since you boiled the medicine, please pour it into a bowl and bring it here. Your filial piety."

Yun Jingchu nodded, put the tray on the table, and poured the medicinal liquid from the pot into the bowl little by little according to Mother Zhao's instructions.

After finally pouring the medicine, Yun Jingchu tremblingly carried a bowl of medicine to the bedside.

Mother Zhao asked Yun Jingchu to wait first, then carefully helped the unconscious lady to sit in her arms, and then turned to Yun Jingchu, "Fifth Miss, I need to trouble you to feed the lady Medicine is good."

"Okay..." Yun Jingchu held the slightly hot medicine bowl, with nervousness on his face, carefully scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew on it, and sent it tremblingly to the doctor's mouth.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a person swept in like the wind, knocking down the medicine bowl in Yun Jingchu's hand with a "snap".

Yun Jingchu screamed in shock, got up and dodged, the scalding medicine didn't splash on her legs.

The medicine bowl fell to pieces with a "slap" on the ground, the black medicine juice spilled all over the floor, and Yun Jingchu's skirt inevitably splashed a few points.

"Brother, what happened?"

"Second Young Master, why do you..."

Yun Xiyu and Zhao's mother exclaimed at the same time.

Yes, it was Yun Jinghua who came.

Yun Jinghua looked angry, pointed her hand at Yun Jingchu, and said harshly, "Jingchu, how dare you poison your mother's medicine?"

Yun Jingchu's face was pale, and she screamed, and ran out the door. Yun Jinghua reached out to stop her, but Yun Jingchu pushed her back and staggered.

"Grab him!" Yun Jinghua said angrily.

Several old ladies ran in from the door, and two of them strode forward one by one, grabbing Yun Jingchu from left to right.

"Let go of me, let me go, I want to go back! I don't want to stay here anymore." Yun Jingchu struggled violently.

"What happened again?" Yun Shangren's majestic and angry voice came at the right time.

(End of this chapter)