The passers-by are vicious

Aunt Zhao was moving the silver in the box back and forth out of boredom. She was not favored and lived on the allowance from the Marquis's Mansion.

She was originally a merchant woman, and if there had not been changes in her family's business, she would not have sold herself to the Marquis's Mansion.

The family would send money every month, but today there was an extra note. After reading the contents, Aunt Zhao was indeed tempted, but her expression was also nervous.

One day when she was strolling around, she happened to see a maid carrying medicine. Aunt Zhao suddenly called her and said with a smile on her face: "I happen to be going to see the old lady today. Let me bring it."

Although she had a smile on her face, if you looked closely, you could still see the nervousness and uneasiness between her eyebrows. The maid hesitated for a while, but finally handed the medicine to Aunt Zhao and followed behind her.

"Why are you here?" Seeing that it was Aunt Zhao who came in with the medicine, Old Lady Song looked surprised. She did not like this somewhat stupid concubine and seldom let her serve her on weekdays.

Aunt Zhao calmed down her fear, lowered her head and said meekly: "I have nothing to do, so I thought I might as well serve the old lady."

Old Madam Song looked at Aunt Zhao with a somewhat unhappy expression. She didn't know what the other party must be thinking, but it didn't stop her from refusing: "If you have this in mind, why not put it on the Marquis? What's the point of coming to me, an old woman?"

Aunt Zhao looked embarrassed, lowered her head, and said with a hint of guilt and self-blame: "It is because I am useless that I cannot serve the Marquis."

The unhappiness on Old Madam Song's face disappeared immediately. She sighed deeply and said helplessly: "Forget it, what's the point of me blaming you? You can't drag the Marquis away if he doesn't go, not to mention that his heart has already fallen in Yaoguang Garden."

Aunt Zhao's eyes revealed a nervous look, and she immediately knelt on the ground and said, "I will serve the old lady and give her medicine."

Old Madam Song was silent for a while, and finally nodded slightly, indicating that she agreed to Aunt Zhao's request.

Aunt Zhao carefully brought the medicine to Old Madam Song and helped her drink it.

After drinking the medicine, Old Madam Song felt a strong sense of sleepiness and waved her hand to let Aunt Zhao leave.

Aunt Zhao returned to her residence, and she looked worried all the way. Although she was relieved, her brows were still tightly furrowed, revealing her inner worries.

From then on, Aunt Zhao would go to Old Madam Song in person every day to help her take medicine.

However, as time went on, Mrs. Song found that every time she finished taking the medicine, she would become extremely sleepy and fall asleep quickly.

This situation aroused Mrs. Song's vigilance, and she began to suspect whether there was something wrong with the medicine.

So he sent someone to invite Liu Benchu ​​to diagnose him.

When Liu Benchu ​​arrived at the Song residence, Old Lady Song greeted him warmly and asked with concern, "Is your grandfather still in good health?"

Liu Benchu's eyebrows were gentle, and he said in a gentle voice: "After my grandfather resigned from office, he played chess with old friends from time to time in the mansion, and he was in good health."

Madam Song nodded after hearing this, with a hint of relief in her eyes: "That's good."

She turned to look at Liu Benchu ​​and sighed, "I didn't expect that you and the Marquis were classmates. I just never thought that you actually studied medicine and became an imperial physician. It's really amazing!"

Liu Benchu ​​took back his hand from taking the pulse, put away the box with a smile, and said modestly: "My father and brother both work for the court and don't need me, so I have the time and energy to study medicine."

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Song sighed slightly, with a hint of envy in her tone: "That's great."

She paused, then continued, "The Marquis has no brothers, and now there are only two of us left in the Marquis' Mansion. You should have heard about what happened recently."

Liu Benchu ​​nodded, his face hesitant: "The Marquis's wife stabbed the Marquis and finally committed suicide. This matter has spread throughout the capital, and I have naturally heard about it."

After a moment of silence, Old Madam Song finally revealed her true intentions, saying, "In the harem, people are treacherous and intrigues happen from time to time. The Marquis wants to support Concubine Jiang to become his second wife, but I think this is not appropriate. So I hope you can find an opportunity to persuade her when you are with the Marquis."

Liu Benchu ​​nodded naturally and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely try to persuade him." But there was an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Naturally, he would not persuade her, otherwise she would be angry with him. Moreover, he hoped that Jiang Wanwan could get what she wished for.

Mrs. Song then asked about the diagnosis. "How is it? I have been feeling tired and sleepy recently."

Liu Benchu ​​smiled as gentle as jade, and spoke in a soothing tone, "Don't worry, old lady, there is nothing wrong. It's just that the medicine you took has a sleeping effect. You are old, so it is good for you to sleep more."

Hearing him say this, Old Lady Song naturally had no doubts and felt relieved, so she asked Liu Benchu ​​to leave the prescription again.

It was a rare opportunity for Jiang Wanwan to appreciate the flowers in the yard. Since she moved to Yaoguang Garden, Song Qiyuan had someone transplant a pear tree for her to enjoy.

Bier walked up and handed the note to Jiang Wanwan. She felt relieved when she saw the three words "Done" on it.

As soon as Song Qiyuan entered Yaoguang Garden, he saw Jiang Wanwan, wearing a blue and white dress, standing under a pear tree. Her figure was graceful and delicate, with a sickly look in her eyes.

Song Qiyuan's dark eyes deepened slightly, he stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "You are weak, you should not be exposed to the wind for a long time."

There was inevitably a hint of blame in his words, and he was even more worried about her health.

He put the cloak that Bi'er had brought on her, and felt relieved when he saw her coughing.

Jiang Wanwan just looked up at the pear blossoms on the tree, her eyes as bright and sad as a deep lake. "I've been in the house for so long that I actually yearn to go outside. I haven't been out for a walk since entering the Marquis' Mansion. The Marquis may take me out to have a look."

After saying this, she looked at the tall man in black brocade clothes with anticipation.

Song Qiyuan just thought that she had been holding it in for too long and now that she was feeling better, she wanted to relax. He tightened her cloak, and his distant and indifferent eyes warmed up slightly. "Then I'll go shopping with you today."

The capital is the most prosperous place in Daqing. All high-ranking officials and dignitaries live here, so the streets are naturally prosperous.

The streets and alleys are bustling with people coming and going.

The pavilions on both sides are gorgeous in appearance and richly decorated, and from time to time you can hear hawking from the small stalls.

"Spring pancakes, selling spring pancakes."

Riding in the same carriage with Song Qiyuan, although the carriage was moving slowly on purpose, Jiang Wanwan could only lift the curtain and look out. When she heard someone shouting, she would send someone to buy it.

The small table in the carriage was filled with various snacks. Jiang Wanwan just took a bite and left it there.

Seeing the curiosity in Jiang Wanwan's eyes and the look as if she really wanted to get off, Song Qiyuan sighed slightly and stopped the carriage.

Soon Song Qiyuan led Jiang Wanwan, who was wearing a hat, out of the carriage, and put his arm around her waist to protect her carefully. When they passed by a stall selling wood carvings, they stopped to look.

Finally, he picked up a simply painted rabbit figurine, and Bier, who was following the two of them, immediately took out silver to pay.

There were many people coming and going, and in order to prevent Jiang Wanwan from getting separated from him, Song Qiyuan held her tightly in his arms.

I wanted to take her back to the carriage, but I also wanted us to go out together. I couldn't let her return home so happily and sadly.

He had no choice but to hold her tightly and continue moving forward. When they were about to enter a restaurant, a pretty woman in white suddenly bumped into them. Song Qiyuan immediately turned his back and held Jiang Wanwan in his arms.

Before the woman could hit Song Qiyuan's back, she was stopped by a guard who appeared out of nowhere.