The daily life of the concubine of the Prime Minister

Speaking of these two troublesome children, the old lady sighed again: "With these two disobedient children, how can I ever rest assured?"

Having said that, her steps are faster than anyone else.

She came to Wutong Courtyard without asking the servants outside to inform her. As soon as she came in, she saw Chen Xiyao sitting there in a daze, not even noticing the bleeding from the needle prick on her hand.

The old lady and Nanny Feng looked at each other and walked in calmly.

I took a look and saw that she had embroidered a rabbit on her hand, which was made into a sachet.

She didn't call her daughter. She looked for a while, then went out and sat on the stone bench outside.

Nanny Feng brought Chen Xiyao's personal maid.

"How long has your girl been like this?" asked the old lady.

The maid thought for a moment and replied, "It seems to have started since last year. At that time, she was just dazed occasionally, and she could still notice when we went in. But this year... it seems to have gotten worse." She couldn't say exactly when.

"Besides what you said, are there any other anomalies?"

"Nothing."

The old lady nodded and waved her hand for someone to leave.

"Go to the palace and find an imperial physician." the old lady ordered.

"Yes." Nanny Feng retreated solemnly.

Soon, Nanny Feng went to call the imperial physician back.

The old lady smiled again and walked into her daughter's room with the imperial physician:

"Yao'er, mother heard from the servants that you are not feeling well. Your brother called the imperial physician to check you out."

Hearing the old lady's voice, Chen Xiyao finally pulled herself back from her wandering thoughts. She quickly stood up, went over to the old lady, and supported her as she walked in:

"Mother." She glanced at the bearded old doctor and complained, "Third brother, what's wrong with me?"

You are not feeling unwell, why are you in a daze? I have been here for such a long time and you didn’t notice me.

But the old lady didn't say this.

Anyway, she raised her hand and asked the imperial physician to check on Chen Xiyao.

Chen Xiyao sat back in her seat, and under the old lady's dominance, she obediently stretched out her hand.

The doctor came forward and felt Chen Xiyao's pulse. The answer he gave was that there was nothing seriously wrong with her, but she was just thinking too much, which made her feel uneasy.

"Go out more often, don't stay indoors, and be cheerful. These symptoms will heal without treatment."

The old lady still asked the old doctor to prescribe a prescription for calming the mind.

After Nanny Feng went to send the old doctor away, only the mother and son were left in the room.

The old lady dismissed the servants, touched her daughter who had lost a lot of weight in less than half a year, and asked, "Can you tell me? What happened to Yao'er?"

Chen Xiyao's eyes dodged: "Ah! What is mother talking about? What can happen to me?" She stood up seemingly unintentionally and went to pull the flowers in front of the window.

The old lady could see clearly that her daughter didn't want to say anything, as she was avoiding herself.

But the old lady was worried about letting her leave like this.

His eyes fell on Chen Xiyao and his brows were tightly furrowed.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Chen Xiyao felt the scrutiny from her mother, but how could she explain that she was engaged but was not thinking about Zhou Huaian?

No, this cannot be said.

She just... just...

Chen Xiyao didn’t know what it was, but she knew that no one could mention this matter and it could only be kept to herself.

"Yao'er."

The old lady obviously didn't want to let her go so easily.

Chen Xiyao turned around reluctantly, avoiding the old lady's gaze, and tried to put on a smile as usual, then sat back next to the old lady and said coquettishly:

"Oh! Mother, it's just that there have been a lot of things going on in the mansion recently, and I'm just worried about my third brother."

"Really?" The old lady could believe it.

"Yes!" Chen Xiyao didn't care and raised her hand as if to make a promise: "I swear..."

"You kid." The old lady pulled her daughter's hand down helplessly and tapped her on the forehead: "Just say it, you can make oaths casually, right?" She said so, but did not ask Chen Xiyao another question after that.

Chen Xiyao stuck out her tongue, knowing that she had been fooled.

Next, she had to agree to whatever the old lady said and be a good boy.

After a cup of tea,

The old lady came out of Wutong Courtyard, pondered for a while, and went to the East Courtyard.

At this time, Liu Yu was discussing the time to return to Pingnan Hou with Mr. Chen Sanye.

Just the day before yesterday, the Pingnan Marquis Mansion suddenly released the news. When Yuzhang Marquis Liu Heng learned that his elder brother had recovered, he wanted to return the title to his elder brother Liu Yan.

If the old emperor were still in power, he would certainly not agree to this.

But now there is a new emperor, so as long as Mr. Chen San opens his mouth, there will be no problem.

But Liu Yu was not the kind of person who would burn his bridges after crossing them. He planned to take some time to go back and persuade Liu Heng.

Mr. Chen San naturally agreed, but he had just returned for less than two days and was reluctant to leave his wife.

"There's no rush anyway." Uncle Chen San moved his fingers around, lighting the fire on her body.

She slapped his hand away and said seriously, "You are disrespectful to the elderly in broad daylight."

"I'm not doing anything. What are you thinking about, Yu'er?" Mr. Chen San raised the corners of his mouth, forming a beautiful arc, and looked at her lovingly.

Forehead!

Liu Yu was already used to him putting the blame on others, but he was embarrassed.

She pushed him, but failed.

"Just indulge yourself! Be careful if someone sees you one day. I wonder if you can still keep your dignity." Liu Yu snorted unhappily.

Master Chen San held the person in his arms and leaned back together: "That can't be possible. This is my Tingzhu Pavilion. Who dares to come in privately..."

"Cough cough cough..."

The old lady who came in without permission coughed lightly.

She really didn't mean to eavesdrop.

The problem is, when I come in, it seems that I don't need to communicate at all.

But in recent years, she seldom came to Lao San's place. And if she was not mistaken, this was the main hall!

But I didn't expect that because of my daughter's matter, I would come to see my son on this rare occasion...

The two of them stood up from their stools quickly.

"Ahem." Uncle Chen was so embarrassed this time that he could dig a room out of his own room with his feet, but his face returned to his usual calm demeanor:

"Mother, what do you want from me?"

The old lady shook her head.

"If you're not looking for me, what are you doing in the East Courtyard?"

The old lady understood that her son was blaming her for disturbing him.

She would not give him face, and said unhappily: "I can't be the one looking for Yu'er, really, you have no self-control, and you blame me."

She had been waiting at Qinyuanju for almost an hour.

Come on, this daughter-in-law, I have been saying that he has no self-control, but he hasn’t come back for half a month.

Isn’t it normal to be close to your wife?

He thought this and that in his heart, but said seriously, "Then you guys can chat!" He turned and left the main hall, and before he left, he added, "Mother, next time you come, have someone let me know."