The crazy daily life of the mistress

Xiaohong shook her head. She didn’t want Xiaoyou to go out either.

Xiao Hong thought for a moment and said, "Miss, why don't you go and ask the Crown Prince's wife for help?"

Asking for Lu Yi?

Xiaoyou won’t go!

She is a soul that has received modern education. How could she bow down to an ignorant woman from ancient times?

She has to rely on her own wisdom to live a good life in this ancient time!

Xiaoyou ate the porridge and said, "Don't worry, I have my own livelihood, and you won't be hungry when I go out."

Xiaohong was a little dissatisfied when she saw that Xiaoyou didn't listen to her.

But he stopped talking.

Three days later,

Fuguo Temple, back mountain.

This is where Lu Yi first met Zhan Shixuan.

Zhan Shixuan sat on the edge of the cliff with a table next to him.

Wu Yao climbed up from the cliff, carrying a simple bag and holding onto a small tree with both hands, and saw Zhan Shixuan sitting in a wheelchair.

Jiayi and Jiaer immediately stepped forward to help Wu Yao take the bag and said, "Divine Doctor Wu is here. The master has already made tea and is waiting for you to drink it."

Wu Yao and Zhan Shixuan's guards were also familiar with each other, so they helped carry the luggage, but they said, "Why don't you go down the mountain to pick me up!"

He walked over and tapped Zhan Shixuan's leg with his pipe: "Is your leg disabled? You're even imitating others by sitting in a wheelchair!"

Jia San smiled and said, "Doctor Wu, from what you said, my master is in poor health, so it is more convenient for him to move around in a wheelchair."

Wu Yao’s eyes were about to roll up to the sky. Doesn’t he know his own medical skills?

However, Wu Yao still habitually placed his hand on Zhan Shixuan's wrist to take his pulse.

When Zhan Shuo carried Zhan Shixuan to him, he was already out of breath.

He was able to save Zhan Shixuan, and with so many years of annual conditioning, there was no way Zhan Shixuan would need to use a wheelchair.

Zhan Shixuan knew that although Doctor Wu said he disliked him, he actually loved him very much. The doctor had no children, so he treated him like his own child.

Although people called Dr. Wu a mysterious and elusive doctor, he would appear at Fuguo Temple on time every year at this time and live with him in the temple for two months.

I didn’t think much about it before, but now that I think about it, it seems that the relationship between Doctor Wu and my father was not that good.

And the only one who could bring them together was him, Zhan Shixuan.

Once there is doubt, there are doubts everywhere.

Zhan Shixuan felt that his life experience seemed to be a big secret.

Whatever the secret was, he had never thought much about it in his previous two lives, and Zhan Shuo had never told him.

After taking the patient's pulse, Wu Yao found nothing abnormal, so he sat down with confidence and took a sip of the tea handed to him by Jia San.

Then he said, "You feel uneasy. What's the matter? Are you worried about something?"

Zhan Shixuan smiled and said, "Nothing can be hidden from the miracle doctor."

Wu Yao looked at Zhan Shixuan, the kindness and concern in his eyes could not be faked.

Wu Yao said, "What's the matter? Tell me and see if I can help."

Zhan Shixuan raised his hand, and all the A-3 and A-4 grade guards disappeared.

Only he and Wu Yao were left on the edge of the cliff.

Zhan Shixuan said: "I like a girl,"

Wu Yao was anxious: "Really? Which girl? Didn't your father ask Zhan to propose marriage?"

Zhan Shixuan said: "I was in a coma for half a year. On the day I woke up, she married Zhan Shijun."

Wu Yao said: "Zhan Shuo is so bold that he dares to marry the girl you like to his son!"

His son, that is to say, Zhan Shixuan is not the son of Zhan Shuo.

The corners of Zhan Shixuan's mouth curled up. He knew that it was easiest to get information out of him from Doctor Wu.

So Zhan Shixuan changed the subject and said, "So, I'm not Zhan Shuo's son?"

Wu Yao realized that he had been tricked by Zhan Shixuan.

He pretended to drink tea and stopped answering Zhan Shixuan's questions.

Zhan Shixuan asked again: "Dr. Wu, who are my biological parents?"

Wu Yao was just drinking tea, but in fact the tea in the cup was already finished, and he was about to bury his face in the cup.

Zhan Shixuan didn't intend to let him go, and continued to ask: "Whose son am I?"

Wu Yao put down the teacup and said, "You are Zhan Shuo's son, don't ask other questions. When you know, I will let you know. I said why you are upset. Your feelings are not for the girl, but for these messy things."

Then he walked towards his room, leaving only his back to Zhan Shixuan.

Fuxiangyuan is the accommodation area prepared by Fuguo Temple for pilgrims.

Only female relatives are welcome here.

The Queen Mother would come here and stay for half a month every September 6th.

Because her son was born on August 21st and died on September 6th.

The poor little prince was named crown prince as soon as he was born, but unfortunately he only lived for fifteen days.

But the current Emperor Tiansheng is not the empress dowager’s biological son.

After Emperor Tiansheng ascended the throne, he treated the Empress Dowager like his own mother, which made up for some of the regret in the Empress Dowager's heart.

However, every year from August 21st to September 6th, the Queen Mother would come to Fuguo Temple to copy Buddhist scriptures for her son.

In order to protect the Empress Dowager's safety, Emperor Tiansheng would refuse pilgrims from staying overnight at Fuguo Temple during the first half month every year.

Therefore, the huge Fuxiang Garden was only occupied by the Queen Mother and her maids.

Fuxiangyuan, on the opposite side of the cliff.

Now, the Queen Mother was also sitting on the opposite cliff, copying Buddhist scriptures with her bare hands.

Although she is called the Queen Mother, she is only forty-four years old this year.

With proper maintenance, the empress dowager looks only to be in her early thirties.

Her personal nanny Aru was grinding ink for her.

Another maid, Ah Hui, offered her a cup of tea and said, "Your Highness, you have been writing for the whole morning. You should take a break. The little prince would not want to see you so tired."

A'ru and A'hui both followed the empress dowager into the palace from her parents' home, and they have been with her for more than 30 years.

They are master and servant, but their relationship is better than that of sisters.

The Queen Mother put down her brush, took a sip of tea, and said, "I am really getting old. I used to write for a whole day without any pain in my eyes, but now my eyes are blurry after just a short while."

Aru placed the Buddhist scriptures written by the Queen Mother in a brazier nearby and burned them.

The Queen Mother looked to the other side of the cliff, and looked at the young man in white sitting in the wheelchair from afar.

She couldn't actually see clearly, but she knew that person was sitting opposite her.

Her son should be twenty-two years old this year!

Here, Zhan Shixuan felt someone's eyes were on him.

He also looked over there. He was young and a martial artist, so he could see more clearly than the empress dowager.

She was a graceful woman with gentle eyes.

Zhan Shixuan has always imagined what his mother would be like if she were still alive.

I've thought of many options, but they definitely won't be like Du's.

Today he suddenly had a very clear feeling. If his mother were still alive, she would probably be like the woman opposite.