Mrs. Yipin: a farmer's doctor

Chapter 793 Husband and wife quarrel (3)
After talking about her, Tang Suqing directly brought the topic to Enen, Zhiran's heart sank, and the smile on her face faded, knowing that what was supposed to come would always come.

"Enen rested in the palace yesterday, there is nothing wrong with it, right?"

Zhiran smiled heavily and said, "Enen is now 13 years old, not too young, so don't worry too much, mother."

The corners of Tang Suqing's mouth drooped slightly, and she said desolately: "Time flies so fast, even Enen is 13 years old in a blink of an eye."

Zhiran didn't understand why Tang Suqing was suddenly disheartened, she just echoed, "Enen is only two years younger than me, and I'm already fifteen, so Enen is naturally 13 years old this year."

"Hehe..." Tang Suqing sneered, "It's only been less than seven years."

Zhiran opened her lips, wanting to explain, or tell some white lies to comfort Tang Suqing, but she stopped her immediately.

"You don't need to make up lies to lie to your mother, mother is not a fool, mother knows it all!" Tang Suqing said, tears flowed out.

She wiped her tears and said, "I asked Yuyan the night she came back, and she couldn't tell me why, and I knew it in my heart. I just, just..."

Zhiran's heart felt like a big brick had been crushed.

She understood Tang Suqing's thoughts, but she just didn't want to believe it.

Just like her, no matter what, she is unwilling to believe that Mozhi is a short-lived person.

"I'm sorry, mother! Although I haven't found a solution yet, I won't give up. I'm just a younger brother like Enen. I can't just watch him have an accident and do nothing. "Zhiran assured Tang Suqing firmly.

A gleam of hope flashed in Tang Suqing's eyes, but it quickly dimmed again.

"Forget it, mother knows that you have nothing to do. If there was any possibility, you would have done it a long time ago. There is no need for mother to say anything."

Zhiran opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Tang Suqing knew the sisters too well.

"Since you have left the Feng Clan, don't go back when you come out this time. Since the matter of Enen is a foregone conclusion, Mother doesn't want to take the lifelong happiness of the two daughters into it again."

Zhiran looked at Tang Suqing with tears in her eyes. In her mother's heart, there was no such thing as patriarchy, and all sons and daughters were the same.

The two chatted a lot, all around Enen, although Tang Suqing said that she told Zhiran and the others not to go back, but there was no way to conceal the loneliness between her brows.

Because when these words came out, it was like confirming the date of Enen's death.

In anyone's heart, it is uncomfortable.

However, Zhi Ran has her own ideas on this matter, and she will not give up until the last moment.

Not long after, the little servant girl came back to report, but she didn't invite Feng Feiyu and the others over.

Zhiran asked in confusion: "Who are you seeing? Why didn't you come?"

If Feng Feiyu knew that she had invited him over, he would have come over immediately, how could he not see her with Qiao.

The little maid had a bitter face, secretly regretting why she didn't ask the other party's name.Trying to recall the appearance of the other party, he described: "It's a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, full of vigor, and he speaks quickly and urgently. He didn't tell the servant his name, and he spoke very fiercely, and the servant did not dare ask."

After the little maid finished speaking, she quietly glanced at Zhiran.

She has been in the prime minister's mansion for so many years. Although the third lady has not been in the mansion for a long time, she also knows that the masters in the prime minister's mansion are rare and good masters. She should not be severely punished for this kind of thing, at most It's just a scolding meal.

"It should be Feng Yao, what did he say?" Zhi Ran thought for a while and said.

Of the four of them, Feng Yao was the youngest, and he spoke like a firecracker, crackling non-stop.

"He said..." The little maid paused, and imitated Feng Yao's words vividly.

"Brother Feiyu is already sick, you are calling us over now, are you trying to kill Brother Feiyu?"

Zhiran frowned tightly, and asked worriedly: "Did you ask what the disease is?"

The little servant girl said with a bitter face: "I have asked the shopkeeper about it, but the shopkeeper said that they didn't ask a doctor, and they don't know what disease they have."

The Dragon Phoenix Inn was originally owned by the Feng clan, when they came, Feng Feiyu revealed his identity again, without Feng Feiyu's signal, how could the shopkeeper in the inn dare to tell others about him.

Thinking of Feng Feiyu's illness, Zhiran couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up and said to Tang Suqing, "Mother, I'll go to the inn, Mozhi will talk to Dad later, let Mozhi sit for a while."

Tang Suqing nodded and said: "Take a few more servants with you, this night, your house is not safe for a girl."

Zhiran smiled lightly and did not refuse, she walked out of Tang Suqing's courtyard, but was alone, walked quickly to the gate of Xiangfu, and went straight to Longfeng Inn.

When I entered the inn, I saw the shopkeeper who was dialing to settle accounts. I thought that when she lived here, she was always covered, but now she showed a beautiful face, but she didn't recognize her.

"What's wrong with Feng Feiyu? Have you taken any medicine?"

The shopkeeper looked at Zhiran suspiciously, and when he was guessing her identity, he saw her impatiently holding up the jade pendant at her waist to play with.

He immediately changed his expression, looked respectful, and said in a low voice: "Holy lady, Mr. Feiyu doesn't allow his subordinates to ask for a doctor, and his subordinates don't know what's wrong with him."

Zhiran frowned, she didn't expect that what the shopkeeper said to the little maid in Xiangfu before was actually true.

"Prepare the pen and ink and send it to Fei Yu's room." After Zhi Ran finished speaking, she immediately went upstairs.

All the way to Feng Feiyu's room, before reaching the door, I heard Feng Yao's furious growl: "For such a woman, is it worth it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Lin's sharp voice resounded in the air, "Who?"

With a shout, the door opened.

Zhi Ran frowned slightly, but she stood gracefully towards the door and said in a low voice, "It's me!"

When Feng Yao saw the person who had caused Feng Feiyu such misery, he immediately said sarcastically: "Oh, isn't this the newly married princess regent? Why don't you have to accompany the great regent of Nanwu Kingdom now? To come to our house and eavesdrop on our conversation?"

Feng Feiyu seemed to hear Zhiran's voice in a daze, and immediately said hoarsely, "Saint?"

Zhiran didn't bother to argue with Feng Yao, so she quickly walked into the room, looked on the bed, and saw Feng Feiyu whose face was flushed with fever.

"Why are you so sick?" Zhiran stretched out her hand to feel Feng Feiyu's pulse.

Startled, she looked at him complicatedly.

The disease is easy to cure, but the stagnation in his chest has to be figured out by himself, otherwise, if it goes on for a long time, he will have to toss about the disease even if he is not sick.

(End of this chapter)