I'm a humble concubine. My acting skills are off the charts. You can check my performance.

Meng Yangjiang never caused much waves from his arrival to his departure. He came quietly and left quietly.

As expected, Yao Yirong changed her attire the next day. Li Lin was not very happy, but after all, she was her niece, so she did not say anything.

The group agreed to go out to watch the carnival. Before they left the house, the eldest lady sent someone to the small garden to look for Zhao Fangjin and the other two.

The person who came was fragrant medicine, and his face did not look good. Zhao Fangyu subconsciously realized that something was wrong, and Zhao Fangjin also quickened his pace.

Zhao Fangmo's wet nurse held Zhao Fangmo and ran behind him.

As soon as she entered the house, the eldest lady asked people to pack up their things and ride a carriage back to the capital overnight.

"Mrs. Qian is not feeling well, don't worry. Your eldest sister-in-law is at home and will take good care of your mother."

Zhao Fangyu was not worried about Mei Xunyin, she was worried about Aunt Qian.

Zhao Fangyu had never seen a loved one pass away. In her previous life, she died earlier than her own parents.

Her expression was tense, her hands were clenched into fists, and she looked a little pale, not knowing what she was thinking about.

The eldest lady knew that she still had some thoughts about her biological aunt in her heart. After all, aunt Qian gave birth to her after ten months of pregnancy. Even if she was not good to her, when it really came to the moment of life and death, Zhao Fangyu, a child who was so loyal and righteous, would not remain indifferent.

When someone was sent to call Zhao Fangyu, the servants in the courtyard had already started packing their luggage. The eldest lady took Zhao Fangyu and others to say goodbye. When they heard that Zhao Fangyu's biological mother was seriously ill, everyone didn't say anything more and just said a few words of comfort before leaving.

In the crowd, Shi Er Lang frequently looked in the direction of Zhao Fangyu, and their eyes met briefly in the air. Before Shi Er Lang could say anything else, Zhao Fangyu pursed his lips and nodded, politely looking away.

When it comes to a critical moment, love between young people is nothing.

The eldest lady and others left early the next morning. Shi Erlang had no chance to say hello and could only watch the Zhao family's carriage leave.

Li Lin felt relieved and pushed her niece in front of Li Botang.

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The carriage traveled very fast along the way, and the eldest lady kept communicating with her family, asking about the reason.

It turned out that not only Aunt Qian was seriously ill, but even Li Ge'er, born to Mei Xunyin, was infected.

Fortunately, Li Ge'er's illness was not serious. It was because the wet nurse had the same disease as Aunt Qian, and the breast milk was impure, which made the child sick. Now that the wet nurse has been changed, the child at such a young age has to take medicine.

When Zhao Fangyu arrived, he didn't have time to see Zhao Minshan, and was led to Caiyueyuan by Mei Xunyin.

Caiyue Courtyard was almost the same as when Zhao Fangyu had just left. The flowers were still the same, the grass was still the same, but the embroidery frame that Aunt Qian usually placed in the courtyard was put away. The people in the courtyard noticed that their master was not in good condition, and they all looked sad.

As soon as Zhao Fangyu entered Caiyueyuan, he smelled a strong and indissoluble herbal scent.

The maidservant beside Aunt Qian was replaced by an unfamiliar little girl. When she saw Zhao Fangyu coming, she immediately knelt down, tears streaming down her face: "Miss, please go and take a look at Aunt Qian. I'm afraid something is wrong!"

Oh no?

What's wrong?

Mei Xunyin held Zhao Fangyu's hand tightly. Her hand was warm and strong, and she almost supported Zhao Fangyu as he walked into the house.

Aunt Qian was sleeping on the bed. All the festive items in the room had been put away, except for an old-fashioned rattle that Aunt Qian was holding in her arms.

Mei Xunyin slowly pushed the dazed Zhao Fangyu to the bedside from behind and whispered, "There are many people who handle letters, and many things are difficult to explain in the letter. Aunt Qian suddenly fell ill a month ago. The palace doctor said it was poisoning. I am incompetent and have not found out the cause until now."

Speaking of poisoning, Mei Xunyin's beautiful eyes were filled with tears: "My brother Li was very young and his urine was poisoned. Fortunately, he was a child and had to go through a wet nurse, so he was not poisoned much."

"We checked every possible place where the poison could have been placed, including the kitchen, the embroidery room, and even the spices that are commonly used in the mansion. We didn't find any mistakes or omissions."

Zhao Fangyu came back to his senses instantly and said in disbelief, "Poisoned?"

Zhao Minshan was the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Who dared to poison his backyard? The unfavored concubine and eldest grandson were poisoned. It didn't seem like the work of the Jinyiwei...

If it’s not trouble in the court, then it’s trouble at home.

The eldest lady and her entourage were not at home, leaving only Zhao Fangwei and Zhao Fanglan. As for Zhao Fangyun, she could ignore him.

She didn't have the brains to simply avoid her sister-in-law's inspection, and even with Aunt Song's help, it wouldn't be possible.

Before Zhao Fangyu could think about it, Aunt Qian seemed to notice someone beside her and slowly opened her eyes.

Mei Xunyin patted Zhao Fangyu's shoulder gently, dismissed the people around them, and left a clean space for the mother and daughter.

Zhao Fangyu knelt on the footstool, not knowing whether a trace of the original owner's soul was still left, but his body could not control his tears.

Aunt Qian's eyes are cloudy, her hair is gray, and she no longer has half the beauty she had when she was young.

Like a plant that has been drained of water, it will shatter into ashes with a blow of wind without any human intervention.

"came back?"

Zhao Fangyu nodded with red eyes and said, "Yes, I'm back."

Given Mei Xunyin's tactfulness, as long as Aunt Qian could still be saved, she would not have allowed the little maid to shout that Aunt Qian was in trouble.

Most likely, she cannot be saved and we can only hold on and wait for her to come back.

Aunt Qian stretched out her hand, which was so thin that only bones were left, and carefully touched Zhao Fangyu's face. Her expression seemed to show nostalgia and emotion.

“Sometimes I don’t even know whether what I did was right or wrong.”

"I always feel like you have become a different person since you recovered from your illness. Your illness has made you much smarter."

"At the beginning, I just thought that your father didn't love you. If he didn't find a good family for you, you would marry and become a concubine. I don't know how much suffering you would have to endure."

"Don't blame me, I've suffered enough as a concubine. If you crawled out of my belly, like me, and repeated the same mistakes, you would have no freedom for the rest of your life, soaking in bitter water. You might as well give it a try."

The moment Aunt Qian saw Zhao Fangyu, her cloudy eyes gradually became wet with tears.

The pair of cold hands stroked Zhao Fangyu's face again and again, with gentle force, as if they were looking at someone through Zhao Fangyu.

There was no resentment in her eyes, and she seemed to have regret, but also seemed not to have regret.

"It's my mother's fault. I came to this world but didn't make a name for myself. Instead, I made you suffer with me."

"From now on, the eldest lady is your real mother. You don't have to care about anyone from the Qian family. Whether they live or die has nothing to do with you."

"You are more promising than me. You should do the same in the future, step by step, and move forward steadily."

"No need to look back, no regrets."

Aunt Qian was very tired while talking. She had to take a breath after saying a few words. She took the rattle in her arms with her left hand and stroked it again and again.

"I won't take the other things with me, but can you let me take this? At least... leave me something to remember by..."

Aunt Qian looked at Zhao Fangyu with pleading eyes. Zhao Fangyu recognized that it was a rattle that belonged to the original owner in her childhood, which Aunt Qian often used to play with her before bedtime. He was shocked for a moment.