After the tragic death of the daughter of the emperor, she returned to her former marriage and refus

The next day, the snow stopped and the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, casting a warm light. The light was like a golden veil, gently covering the snow-covered earth.

Yan Yunshu slept until she woke up naturally. This was one of the few good sleeps she had had in all these years.

After getting up and washing, she went to the steward's office, found the housekeeper, and asked about the whereabouts of the servants who used to serve her mother.

The housekeeper didn't want to say much, after all, it was the concubine who was in charge of the prime minister's residence.

Don't offend.

But Yan Yunshu was the legitimate daughter of the prime minister after all, so it was understandable that she asked about the affairs of her mother's servants. In addition, after Yan Yunshu's soft and hard persuasion and various promises that she would never tell anyone, he finally told him the whereabouts of those people.

Some were sent to the woodshed, some to the kitchen to be fire maids, or some to do the hardest and most tiring work in the laundry room. These were considered the good ones, while some were either crazy or stupid, or terminally ill, like the old nanny who used to take care of my mother, who fell ill not long ago.

He probably won't live for many days now.

Yan Yunshu held these lists and regretted her decision.

These were the people my mother left for me, people who could truly take care of me. However, I was poisoned by the mistake of not being able to judge people well, and mistook my enemies for my benefactors. I actually agreed to let my aunt deal with them. If she had not let go and protected them, they would not have ended up like this.

"Where is Nanny Lin now?" Yan Yunshu asked.

The housekeeper replied, "It's in the woodshed closest to the northwest corner of the yard. It's extremely filthy there, so it's best not to go there, young lady."

"Oh, housekeeper, you're worrying too much. Yun Shu is a frequent visitor to the firewood room!"

The butler was speechless for a moment.

When Yan Yunshu left, the housekeeper hurriedly said, "Miss Shu'er, please don't tell Auntie about this!"

Yan Yunshu turned around and looked at the housekeeper.

"Yun Shu won't say anything, but please respect yourself, Steward. If there are any more cases of concubines torturing the legitimate daughter, Steward please don't hide away and turn a blind eye. Sometimes, trying to protect yourself is actually aiding and abetting the evil, which is equally heinous."

After saying that, Yan Yunshu walked towards the woodshed.

Looking at Yan Yunshu's back, the housekeeper had a complicated expression, one of helplessness, pain, hesitation and deliberation. After struggling for a moment, he called the servant, gave him some instructions, and returned to his own housekeeper's room.

Yan Yunshu came to the yard of the woodshed. The snow in the yard was very deep. She walked step by step with difficulty to the northwest corner where the snow was the deepest. In front of the dilapidated little house, she heard a clanging sound coming from inside.

She quickly opened the door.

A black and dirty wooden teacup rolled to her feet. She bent down to pick up the cup and walked to a straw bed.

An old woman was lying on the straw, her cloudy eyes staring blankly at the dilapidated roof, where a few rays of sunlight shone through the cracks and dust danced in the light.

The years have carved deep lines on her face, like a dry riverbed, telling of the vicissitudes and sufferings of the past.

Her breathing was weak and labored, and each gasp seemed like the final struggle of life. Her dry lips trembled slightly, as if she was whispering something.

Yan Yunshu moved closer to her lips and faintly heard, "Shu'er, Shu'er, Shu'er, run slower, be careful not to fall. Shu'er..."

Yan Yunshu's tears welled up in her eyes.

She almost forgot that the Nanny Lin in front of her was the Nanny who raised her since she was a child, the Nanny who loved her to the core, and the Nanny who made the greatest sacrifice and suffered the most punishment in order to protect her interests.

At that time, the nanny protected her so much, but she was stubborn and pushed the nanny into this hell. How heartbroken and disappointed the nanny must be.

But even so, when she was dying, the nanny was still thinking of her.

A guilt she had never felt before rose in her heart, and she called out to Mammy with a trembling voice.

"Mammy. Mammy, it's me. I'm Shu'er."

Nanny Lin's cloudy eyes suddenly gleamed with light. She tried her best to look at Yan Yunshu, and a strong joy appeared in her eyes.

"Shu'er...my Shu'er..."

Yan Yunshu cried even harder, "Mammy, I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I beg you to hold on. You must hold on. I'll ask the best doctor to come and see you. I'll definitely get better."

Nanny Lin stretched out her hand, wanting to wipe away Yun Shu's tears, but she had no strength at all and could only look at her anxiously.

"Shu'er, don't cry."

Yan Yunshu burst into tears regardless of anything. She looked around, wanting to give the nanny some water, but when she picked up the kettle, there was not a drop of water at all. She wanted to go back to her yard to get some water and call a doctor as quickly as possible.

But she was not sure whether the nanny would still be alive after she called a doctor.

Right now, she couldn't leave Mammy for a moment.

At this critical moment, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door, and the servant from the steward's office came in with a doctor.

Yan Yunshu was very excited. She quickly stood up to make room for the doctor so that the doctor could treat the nanny.

The doctor took the nanny's pulse and frowned slightly.

He withdrew his hand solemnly, stroked his beard, and spoke slowly.

"This old woman's condition is truly critical. Her pulse is weak and disordered, her Qi and blood are severely deficient, and she has been invaded by cold and dampness, which has damaged the functions of her internal organs."

Yan Yunshu's heart sank suddenly, and she asked anxiously, "Doctor, is there any way to treat him?"

The doctor pondered for a moment and said, "If I had arrived a moment later, I'm afraid this old woman wouldn't have survived. I can only do my best to give her acupuncture to help her stay alive, and then prescribe some warming and nourishing herbs to strengthen her body and dispel the cold and dampness. But the old woman is extremely weak, and whether she can survive depends on her luck."

After saying this, the doctor opened his writing brush and wrote down the prescription. He handed it to the servant beside him and instructed, "Go and get the medicine quickly. When boiling it, you must strictly follow the method I wrote. There must not be the slightest mistake."

After giving the order, the servant hurried out of the yard with the prescription, while the doctor stayed and gave Nanny Lin some acupuncture. Nanny Lin, whose face was pale and gray, finally showed a little relief.

Yan Yunshu looked at the haggard nanny lying on the hospital bed, her eyes welling up with tears, and she prayed silently in her heart that the nanny could survive this disaster safely.

After this incident, Yan Yunshu also completely understood that the Prime Minister's Mansion must have its own people. She alone could not protect anyone.

If the housekeeper had not ordered the servant to call a doctor, the nanny would have died in his arms.

Thinking of the consequences, Yan Yunshu broke out in cold sweat on her back. After sending the doctor away, she squatted down and fed Nanny Lin mouthful by mouthful of the warm water that the servant had brought just now.

"Mammy, get well soon."

Tears welled up in Yan Yunshu's eyes.