The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 277 Returning to Beijing (2)
The timid woman in the room kowtowed her head and went out lightly. Duke Ding then raised his eyes to look at his son and met a pair of firm eyes.

Shang Kun's decision will never be changed easily. He picked up the paper money and lit it in the brazier, "Father, the Shang family is so rich now that there is no need to marry another Chinese woman to decorate the house. My son wants nothing but Ask for a sweetheart."

Duke Ding snorted softly, and didn't intend to say these things in the mourning hall.

Over there, Yijun kowtowed and went to the East Wing, there really was an imperial doctor waiting there to diagnose her pulse.In fact, there is nothing serious about it. The weather is cold and we are on the road. I am cold and overworked. It is said that I can rest for a month or two.

Princess Jing'an patted the back of Yijun's hand with one hand, "I've made you suffer." She seldom puts on airs of a princess, and always speaks softly and kindly, but Yijun understands that the princess of the royal family is by no means On the surface it looks so simple.

"Princess Xie shows pity and care, it's because I don't live up to it, and always add trouble to your husband." Yijun said modestly.

Princess Jing'an nodded with a smile, and the tenderness she lowered her head towards Que Nu again, with a sad look in her words: "My mother is also taking medicine, she can't get sick, and she only misses her safe slave. Now you come back I'm afraid Kun'er won't be able to leave for a while, so you take Que Nu back first to make her happy."

While talking, Princess Jing'an reluctantly handed her granddaughter into the nurse's arms, her eyes were glued to Que Nu's body, and she was very reluctant to part with her.

Recalling Junfu's body, he took his daughter back to the Dachang Princess' mansion first, and saved a lot of effort by going in and out through the east corner gate.

Yun Shangyi heard that Xinhou was in the mansion over there, and seeing Yijun smiled and congratulated him: "Congratulations to Madam for getting a daughter, I also come to enjoy my little lady's joy." Her eyes aimed at Que Nu, praising There is no end to the sound.

"How is the eldest princess? Can she eat well? Sleep well at night?" Yijun asked repeatedly.

Yun Shangyi let out a long sigh, "Your Madam will know when you meet her, the princess is really old."

Hearing the words and listening to the sound, Yi Jun didn't dare to ask any more questions, wrapped his cloak tightly and let out a long sigh of relief.Walking into the Baiqi hall again, the room was quiet, all the maids bowed their heads in silence, the room was filled with a smell of medicine and a feeling of silence.

"Princess, who do you think is coming?" Yun Shangyi smiled and spoke first.

"Slave of peace?" the old woman in the bed tent murmured angrily, her white hair coiled on the pillow and brocade quilt.

After getting Yijun's nod, Yun Shangyi hugged Que Nu and approached, the joy in his voice was obvious, "It's not a gentleman, but a little girl, born beautiful, but she is called Que Nu, what a pity."

After hearing this, the eldest princess of Jinyang really turned her head and stretched out her hand to pick up the child. The maids around her hurriedly helped her sit up.

Although Yun Shangyi handed Que Nu into the arms of the eldest princess, she held it with her hands underneath, for fear that the eldest princess would lose her body and drop the child.

"Like, really like that! Ping'an Nu grew up like this when he was a child." Princess Jinyang couldn't get enough of seeing Que Nu left and right, and relished comparing Shang Kun when she was a child.

Taking advantage of the time, Yi Jun blessed himself to salute, and after she made a sound, Princess Jinyang realized that there was someone else in the room.

The old man looked her up and down without losing his majesty, "You've worked hard!"

Yijun didn't dare to accept it, he just dared not.

"Ah Yuan's little face is pale. She must have been frozen on the road again. Go and ask a competent doctor to take her pulse. When she is going to give birth, she has just given birth, and she is in a hurry to go on the road. Don't let the root cause of the disease fall. "Holding her great-granddaughter, Princess Jinyang ordered.

Knowing that the imperial doctor had already seen it in the Duke's mansion, Yun Shangyi still responded respectfully.

Yijun observes carefully, the eldest princess of Jinyang is indeed much older, and she has lost a lot of energy compared to the last time when she reconciled, is it because of Shang Zhaoyang?

The eldest princess of Jinyang looked at her great-granddaughter and thought that everything was good about her. Her eyebrows and eyes were born like peace slaves, her complexion was as bright as jade, and her fetal hair was black. She must be a great beauty when she grows up. Such a beautiful child is really a surprise to her problem.

Ping'an Nu repeatedly proposed to straighten A Yuan, but Princess Jinyang refused to nod. She used to excuse that A Yuan was not good at giving birth, but now she gave birth to a strong little girl. son.

Anyway, that stinky little Shouxiao will stay in Beijing for a year, and it won't be too late to discuss it later.

Princess Jinyang sent Yijun to go back to listen to the wind to rest, leaving Quenu alone, saying that he would send him back at night.

Yijun seemed to be pardoned, she couldn't move her legs after leaving Baiqitang, thankfully she was not allowed to stay in the mourning hall, otherwise how would she survive.

As soon as her tension was relaxed along the way, she fell ill the night she returned to Beijing. She had a high fever and talked nonsense. The imperial doctors and government doctors surrounded her for several days, using needles and administering strong medicines. The day of the old Duke's funeral has improved by more than half, and he barely managed to show up in front of people for a day.

The conjecture in Beijing is about to be fulfilled. It is rumored that Marquis Wuying intends to help his concubine. Otherwise, on the first day of the funeral of the old Duke of the Shang family, a concubine is not qualified to stand side by side with the wife of the eldest son.

(End of this chapter)