The Concubine's Frivolous Daughter: Nine Thousand Years Old with a Monster

Chapter 142 Love to eat, but not to feed pigs
After a brief discussion between Yucixin and Aunt Qingyao, Aunt Qingyao had seen the doctors who had treated Mrs. Du Juan, so she went out of the house alone to search for each of the medical clinics in the city.

Before Aunt Qingyao left, Yu Cixin handed over to her the jade pendant that the emperor bestowed on her "as if I were here in person", saying that those doctors must have been given hush money by Mrs. Du Juan. If you want to know the truth, then there is nothing better than This brand can pry open the mouths of those doctors.

After Aunt Qingyao left, Yu Cixin turned and walked towards her mother's house.

"Mother." Pushing open the half-closed door, Yu Cixin called softly, but there was no response.She thought that her mother must be asleep, so she slowed down her pace and approached the bed lightly.

Earlier when Aunt Qingyao said that her mother was sick, she thought that her mother was just a little weaker, but she didn't expect that she lost a lot of weight after not seeing her for a few days.The original plump figure has lost a lot of weight, even the slightly rounded chin has become thinner, and his face is so pale that no blood can be seen.

Yu Ci Xin stretched out her hand and grabbed her hand on the quilt and pressed it to her cheek, seeing her sleeping deeply, felt distressed in her heart.During this period of time, my mother must be very sad and painful, right?
"Mother, I'm sorry, Xin'er has neglected you all this time, which made you look like this, I'm sorry." Yucixin said, rubbing her cheek against the princess' palm, her eyes showing moisture.

The sleeping princess heard the voice of someone beside her, and opened her eyes in a daze. She saw a person sitting beside her bed. She thought it was Qingyao, so she asked softly, "Qingyao, what are you talking about?" What time is it?"

"Mother, it's already noon, if you don't wake up, your stomach will growl with hunger." It wasn't Qingyao's voice that answered her, but Yu Cixin's.

"Xin'er, why are you here?" Hearing Yu Cixin's voice, the princess sat up from the bed with support, and looked at the daughter she hadn't seen for half a month, with a pale smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Mother is sick, why didn't you tell Xin'er? And that woman in the backyard with a chicken feather as an arrow ruined your reputation and deducted your food and clothing expenses, why are you still swallowing your anger? If it wasn't for Aunt Qingyao who came to find Xin'er My son, I'm afraid Xin'er will never know about the hardships my mother has endured in the palace." As Yu Cixin said, her tears fell and slid down the palm of Wang Hao's hand.

Since when did her mother become so fragile, is it because of Yu Zhentian?
Before she married Shangguan Ye, how could her mother's strength and methods allow a concubine to climb on her head and act wildly.Now that she has been heartbroken, she no longer cares about the provocation of the concubine in the backyard.

"Stupid child, how can it be so serious? Mother just fell ill, don't listen to your aunt Qingyao's nonsense." The princess smiled and shook her head, wiping the tears from Yu Cixin's face, "Don't cry , when did my daughter cry so much? Think back when you were fighting with Ning An, you were bruised and bruised and didn’t see you shed a single tear, but now it’s like a river breaking its embankment and can’t stop it? "

"Mother, my daughter is not blind. I can tell if you are doing well! It's all caused by that bitch Du Juan. Sooner or later, my aunt will cut her into pieces!" Looking at his mother's thin and pale face , Yu Ci gritted his teeth.

"Bah, you are a royal princess, where did you learn those vulgar words? You really don't look like a lady from a famous family!" The princess was annoyed, and lightly patted Yu Cixin on the forehead to reprimand.

Yu Cixin stuck out her tongue at her, saying that she herself was not a lady.Then she asked Zi Ya and Yan Ning to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. It was already past noon, and if they didn't eat, they would have to wait until dinner.Considering that her mother was still sick, she emphatically asked the two maids to bring some porridge and side dishes.

Zi Ya and Yan Ning responded, and walked towards the kitchen, and they came back after a while, with only two bowls of thin white rice porridge and two white flour steamed buns in their hands, not even a leaf of vegetable.

"When did the kitchen in the palace become so poor?" Yu Cixin frowned as she watched the porridge and steamed buns handed over by Ziya. Both are fine!
"Princess, Mrs. Zhang, the steward of the kitchen, said that there are only these two things left at this point. The slaves want to go into the kitchen to cook by themselves, but she refuses to let them. She also told us, let us eat what we like, and take it if we don't eat it. Go feed the pigs." When she said the last sentence, Zi Ya's voice gradually became softer, and it sounded like there was still a bit of grievance in it.

When had they been treated like this?Seeing that the princess has lost her power, those people all ran to curry favor with Mrs. Du Juan in the backyard, wearing small shoes like this for the princess, and they don't know how they will die when the time comes!snort!

"Ms. Zhang? Is it the old woman who was over half a century old but raised her grandson alone by her mother on the street?" Hearing Ziya's retelling, Yuci turned his head to look at the princess, and suddenly he had some impressions of the old woman who was in charge If it wasn't for the kindness of my mother who saved her and her only grandson from the gangsters back then, I am afraid that there is no place to put the bones now!
The mother kindly rescued her, and brought her and her grandson back to the palace to resettle. Because she could cook well, she gave her a job as a kitchen manager, so that she and her grandson would not starve to death on the street. .I didn't expect her to be so ungrateful as to curry favor with that bitch Du Juan, it's really unforgivable!

"Forget it, it's okay, my mother has a bad appetite, and I just want to drink some white rice porridge!" The princess gently shook Yu Cixin's hand, and shook her head at her, telling her not to talk to those people Care about.

"Mother, no matter how bad your appetite is, you can't drink white porridge. It doesn't smell oily at all. How can you get better?" With that said, Princess Yucixin snatched the white porridge and steamed buns from Princess Yucixin's hand and put them on the tray. Looking at her, she said: "Mother, wait here first, Xin'er will go to the kitchen and be back soon."

Leaving Yan Ning here to take care of her mother, Yu Cixin asked Zi Ya to carry the tray with her to the kitchen.

Thinking back when she was still living in the palace, she never stepped into the kitchen, but she still remembers the way there very clearly.I don't know what the kitchen of the palace looks like. She needs to see and see how it can raise such slaves and deceitful things!
Simply the kitchen is not too far from her mother's yard, and it's just around a path in the back garden.

At this time, a grey-haired, tall and thick old woman moved a bench and sat at the kitchen door. Erlang's legs were raised, and from time to time he reached out to pick her stinky feet that were raised in mid-air, and when he was done, he put his hands in front of his nose to smell Hearing the smell, he flicked off the flakes of skin between his fingers with a look of disgust.

Such a sloppy and disgusting person should be that Mrs. Zhang.

Yucixin brought Ziya forward, and before Mrs. Zhang could react and get up, she picked up the two bowls of undrinked gruel from the tray Ziya was holding and threw it at her, splashing her face. , hair, and front placket are wet, and there are many rice grains hanging on it, which is really beautiful.

"Which brat is so bold? How dare you throw something at me, be careful I won't give you food!" Suddenly being splashed with something on the face, Mrs. Zhang's vision was a little obstructed, she stood up suddenly and wiped her face. Wiping off the soup on his face, he opened his eyes and saw Yu Cixin standing in front of her with his arms folded, looking at her like he was looking at a dead person.

(End of this chapter)