Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 208 Ask Grandmother, Mother’s Dowry

"I heard that when my mother married into the prime minister's mansion, she had a lot of dowries. It is said that there were eighteen pieces..." Before finishing speaking, Murong Jingxue found that the old lady's expression was very unnatural. , even the aunt on the side turned her face away, obviously she was hiding something from her.

The old lady smiled awkwardly, looked at Mrs. Yang, and said to Jing Xue, "Jing'er, are you thirsty? Rui'er, go and pour a cup of tea for Jing'er."

Yang nodded hurriedly, turned and went out.

The fact that grandma changed the subject so quickly showed that something was wrong, why did she keep it from her?Is it true that as Luwu said, mother's death was not an accident, but someone's plot?

Could it be that grandma knew the truth about her mother's assassination and deliberately kept it secret in order to cover up the real culprit?

At this time, Murong Jingxue felt as if someone had poured cold water from head to toe, and her whole body was numb, and she felt that the only person in the Xiangfu who loved her could not be trusted.

If so, who else can she trust?
"Jing'er, Jing'er." Grandma called in Murong Jingxue's ear.

Murong Jingxue woke up instantly, looking at her grandmother's kindly smiling face, she was in a daze.

"Jing'er, come, let's have a cup of tea!" Aunt Yang brought the tea in front of Murong Jingxue.

Murong Jingxue took the teacup in a daze, and smiled at her aunt, "Thank you, aunt."

"Jing'er, why don't you eat at grandma's place at noon today, grandma ordered the kitchen to cook something delicious for you, okay?" The old lady gently patted the back of Murong Jingxue's hand and said softly.

Murong Jingxue put down her teacup and smiled, "Thank you grandma, I'm afraid Jing'er won't be as grandma wants today, Jing'er promised auntie that she will go to Tangjiabao for dinner."

"That's it, then we can only wait for the next time." The old lady was slightly disappointed.

Murong Jingxue smiled obediently, and when she mentioned eating, she thought of the empty bowl that Aunt Zhao brought out just now, "By the way, grandma, I saw Aunt Zhao when I came in just now, did she also come to greet grandma?"

Aunt Yang added some water to the old lady's teacup and said with a smile, "She made some soup for mother, and brought it here for mother to taste."

The old lady nodded, and said with a smile, "This Zhao Ping, although I didn't like her very much before, she is really filial. Every half a month, she will come up with some new tricks for me to try. The craftsmanship is really good."

"Every half a month?"

"Yes, she likes to study recipes, and every time she likes to come up with some new tricks for the old lady to try." Aunt Yang said with a smile, "The old lady likes Aunt Zhao's craftsmanship, and I just praised her. Good craftsmanship, if you say that Aunt Zhao is really caring, even when we were in Jingxin Nunnery, she kept bringing soup to the old lady. The old lady is full of praise for her craftsmanship, I like it very."

When Murong Jingxue was on the way to Tangjiabao in the carriage, her grandmother and aunt's admiration for Aunt Zhao was still echoing in her ears.

Her self-consciousness told her that there seemed to be something wrong with it, but she couldn't tell what was wrong specifically, she always felt something was wrong
Seeing that Murong Jingxue has been in a trance since leaving Ruiyuan, Qian'er can't help shaking her head and sighing softly. Since the young lady is no longer stupid, it seems that she spends more time not in a daze than in a daze. Now she sees the most It was the lady who was in a daze.

(End of this chapter)