The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 122 Don’t just blindly do good deeds (2)
He felt relieved, went out to find A Niang, and mentioned it casually: "I heard people say that Ah Yuan went to Qingfeng Ridge with the young master, and even the heavy rain broke the stone bridge, I don't know if Ah Yuan is okay? She is weak and cannot withstand the wind and cold, Beijing is cool and pleasant in this day, but Qingfengling is terribly cold."

Aunt Feng was so angry that she scolded her son: "That little Sao hoof doesn't think of someone like you in his heart, so he's too busy to worry about your sister. No matter what, heal her first, so that she can be healthy at home." , there is no little duke, and there are other young masters looking at her."

Tsing Yi didn't say anything else, and after drinking tea, she went back to the study in the front yard, and kindly reminded her: "Auntie, when will Aunt Luo move to a new house over there, my son will make preparations early and give congratulatory gifts, so as not to be in a hurry."

Qing Luo was sick and was raised at home, Aunt Feng was so busy that she felt wronged for her daughter, and she didn't talk about the benefits of the Princess's Mansion, and scolded the Shang family behind her back. He poured oil on it, grabbed the tea bowl at hand and threw it out, wiped the corner of Tsing Yi's robe and smashed it against the door frame and shattered it.

Chasing her son away, she fell down on the table and wept again. After washing her face, she went to see her daughter. Qingluo still didn't feel better. She vomited out all the porridge and medicine she had eaten in the morning, splashing all over the tent. She has a small face as waxy and yellow as paper, black hair sagging on her head, her mouth is open and she is gasping for breath, she doesn't have half of the romantic and charming look before.

Holding her daughter's heart and soul and crying bitterly, Aunt Feng personally poured medicine into Qingluo and fell asleep. The dark fire in her heart had nowhere to vent. She stood in the courtyard and meditated for a while, without changing her clothes, and went to Luo's house in a sedan chair. , I burst into tears as soon as I entered the door.

It was almost time for the door to be closed, and my sister came to the door suddenly, her clothes were disheveled and her hair was disheveled. She cried silently when she entered the door, which really scared Aunt Luo. She knew that her niece was sick and moved home to take care of her, didn't she?

"Sister, if you have something to say, tell me quickly? Don't cry too much, just say it, maybe I can help you." Aunt Luo pushed her sister, showing eagerness.

Aunt Feng had a runny nose and tears, half of her face was so blurred that she couldn't see her original face, all the makeup on her face was spent, like an actor who hadn't removed her makeup, "What can you do, Ah Yuan, she is here ..."

"What's wrong with Ah Yuan?" Aunt Luo almost jumped up when she heard her daughter's name, and asked with a pale face.

Aunt Feng wiped her face with a veil, covered her red and swollen eyes, and twitched, "How can you be so confused? It rained heavily for six or seven days in a row, and the roads outside Beijing were broken by floods. I heard people say The area around Qingfengling is surrounded by water, you can’t get in or out, and it’s so cold in the mountains that you have to wear a jacket, but Ah Yuan’s body can resist it.”

Aunt Luo was skeptical, she shook her head and said, "Ah Yuan is under the care of Young Master, so she won't be wronged."

Little Lord, little Lord!He was always in her ears all day long, and Aunt Feng spat viciously, but coaxed her sister, "I heard that the young master sneaked out of Beijing to be comfortable, leaving Ah Yuan to suffer the cold in the barren mountains and ridges alone. Sure, wait for the young master to come back and bring us another good sister for Ah Yuan."

Out of anger, she searched her brains and made up a lot of bad news, which shocked her sister to tears on the spot. Aunt Feng returned home refreshed, and when she entered the door, she heard the little girl report that the girl woke up and cried hungry, and used up half a bowl of porridge.

That's right, her Aluo is blessed by the gods, and she will definitely get better.

"This person, you can't just do good deeds blindly. When you should be cruel, you must be able to do it. If you don't fight or grab, then you will be rich and honored."

Aunt Feng sat next to her daughter and explained over and over again. Seeing that Qingluo was unmoved, she gritted her teeth and said, "Look at how big the scene of Jiji is, it's spread all over the capital, all the princesses, The royal princess of Zheng'erba has no face for her, so why?"

Because there is a young master, Qingluo knows it even if she doesn't say anything.

Aunt Feng further persuaded: "It's just because she has a capable husband by her side. My daughter is no worse than Ah Yuan. Don't worry, when you get better, there will be someone richer and more prominent than Ah Yuan."

Qingluo turned over and stopped talking, drowsy, half dreaming, half awake, still thinking about that ridiculously handsome face, she was unwilling, unwilling to lose to Ah Yuan, and even more unwilling to leave the eldest princess mansion just like that.

There was a lot of rain in July. After six or seven days in a row, it sometimes cleared up and sometimes poured down. Sitting in the house and feeling bored, Yijun took Aran and the others to admire the lotus in the waterside pavilion in the courtyard, listening to the rain outside the curtain. Luohe was silent, and the maids were chatting and laughing about the interesting stories of the rich and powerful families in Beijing.

This Shangshu secretly raised the outside room, and unfortunately arranged him in the new house privately owned by his wife.That Lang official is afraid of his wife, the preference of the first few princes in the palace, and the two married princesses all keep faces.

"Really." Yi Jun stared in surprise.

Among the maids, there was an exceptionally articulate woman who rushed to talk about gossip every time, and said in a small mouth: "It's not just them, I heard that the third princess already has two or three handsome gentlemen by her side. The eldest son wears a ready-made green hat, and he can become a father when he gets married."

Arranging Qiu Jia, all the maids laughed tremblingly, Yi Jun also laughed, the maids wanted to say something, but she stopped her and listened seriously.

The sound of steady and powerful footsteps in the distance is faster and faster. It must be that Shang Kun is back. Yijun stood up and looked towards the other side. Under the towering tree, the handsome man with starry eyes was wearing a black cloak on his shoulders. He was full of famous flowers and smiled openly. Arms: "Yuan, come here quickly."

She slowly stepped onto the curved bridge and approached step by step. When she was still five or six steps away from Shang Kun, he strode forward and hugged her in his arms, buried her head in her neck and sniffed deeply, then raised her head and asked with a smile: " Yuan, do you miss me?"

"Think." She replied softly, not avoiding Shang Kun's eyes.

Shang Kun laughed loudly, startled the birds in the forest, walked back with Ah Yuan in his arms, and walked around the flowers, and met a person who hurriedly reported that it was Aunt Luo who was driving out of the city, and the horse slipped halfway, and the carriage rolled over downhill.

"How is A Niang?" Yi Jun asked in surprise.

Shang Xian looked up at Lang Jun and A Yuan who was in his arms, and hesitantly said: "Gu Gu was crushed under the car, and one leg was broken."

(End of this chapter)