Soft and crispy waist

In the side hall of the main house of Fanghua Courtyard, Tao Yurong personally served a bowl of shredded chicken porridge and placed it on Gu Yizi's table.

Gu Yizi looked at the folding book in his hand while picking up the porcelain spoon to eat the porridge.

Tao Yurong's eyes gradually moved from his hand to Gu Yizi.

Even though they have been married for three years, every time she sees Gu Yizi she feels like she is newlywed.

"You've been taking care of your mother-in-law for half a month, right?"

"Yes, it's been exactly half a month today."

Gu Yizi closed the letter and said, "I've been busy reporting on my work since returning to Beijing, and haven't been able to visit my mother-in-law. When I have a few days off, come with me to visit her."

"My husband is busy back in Beijing. Mother knows this. I told you not to worry about me. He will be in Beijing from now on. We will be together someday. Let's focus on business."

"Mother-in-law is so generous. Let's wait until everything is stable. I will come to accompany you later." Gu Yizi stood up. Tao Yurong put down her chopsticks and stood up. She took the official hat from Caiwei and put it on Gu Yizi. She said, "Husband, go and accompany Sister Wei tonight. She hasn't seen you in nearly a month since you returned to Beijing."

"it is good."

After handing the discount book to his servant Changfeng, Gu Yizi left.

After watching them leave the courtyard, Tao Yurong turned back to look at the shredded chicken porridge on the table and said, "Ask the kitchen to cook some more and send it to Suiyue Pavilion for the young master tonight."

"The young lady and the young master finally meet each other, why does she send the young master to the concubine?" Caiwei didn't understand. Wasn't she looking forward to the young master's return day and night?

"I'm the wife, so I should be magnanimous. It's the behavior of a concubine to monopolize her husband." Tao Yurong walked into the inner room, sat on the soft couch, yawned, and asked, "Have you settled the other four?"

"Madame Zhao went there. All four of them paid. Qiuying was the most generous, giving small change. Xia Zheng had nothing, so she took a small silver-covered copper longevity lock from her neck. She said she got it from a temple and had never been seriously ill since she was a child. Madame Zhao accepted it."

"He's quite considerate." Tao Yurong rubbed the gem on the ring with her fingertips, and it was hard to tell whether she was happy or angry in her eyes.

"How did she know that Madam Zhao's grandson was ill?" Caiwei wondered.

"Madame Zhao is over fifty, so it's not uncommon for her to have a grandson. She takes care of him day and night, so it's inevitable that he might be exposed to the smell of medicine."

"Just based on these two points? Isn't she afraid of guessing wrong?"

"So what if I'm wrong?"

Caiwei understood.

Yes, it’s okay to be wrong.

It's just that I failed to please Madam Zhao, so the loss is not big. But if I succeeded, it would be much easier for me to work for Madam Zhao.

"She's truly bold and careful, unlike Qiu Ying, who was nothing but an empty vase. Despite my repeated warnings, she still managed to get close to the young master. She's so cunning she's afraid others won't notice. She's truly stupid."

She gritted her teeth when talking about Qiu Ying. She relied on the fact that her parents were Zhou's dowry and was used to being domineering in the Marquis' Mansion. She didn't give face to anyone except the master, acting like a half-master. Now she wanted to play the same tricks in the Duke's Mansion. She deserved to be tricked by Xia Zheng. She also didn't mention this little thing out of selfishness.

"We have to give some face to Mother Yao. Her face does have some color to it." But it depends on who she is compared with. Now that there is Xia Zheng for comparison, she is no longer good enough. Keeping her will only increase the chance.

"But today the young master didn't even look at them."

"I just won't look at it today." Tao Yurong had a hint of helplessness on her lips.

Understanding her master's suffering, Caiwei squatted down, grabbed Tao Yurong's hand and said softly, "Miss, how about we find another famous doctor?"

Tao Yurong shook her head. "It's too late. We must not let Wei Qingqing get there first."

"But Miss, you..."

"That's enough." Tao Yurong interrupted Caiwei and pulled her hand back. "Go tell Aunt Zhao that she can handle today's matter."

"Yes, young lady."

……

"If you can't even do such a small thing, what are you doing in the Marquis' Mansion?" Zhao Ma's angry voice rang out in the backyard, and the maids around all looked over.

Two porcelain bowls were broken on the ground, and soup was spilled everywhere. Qiu Ying, who was standing next to him, had red fingers and a puffed-up face as she argued, "There's no tray. This bowl is too hot. I can't hold it."

"You can't even hold this little bit of heat? What kind of job are you? Do you think you're just a delicate young lady in the mansion? Come, bring a ruler and make calluses on your hands so I can see if you can still hold it!"

The nimble maid immediately brought over the ruler. Looking at the ruler that was two fingers wide, Qiu Ying was so scared that she turned around and wanted to escape, but before she could turn around, she was grabbed by two maids and her hands were pulled forward.

"Let go! You old hag, what right do you have to hit me? I wasn't meant to be a slacker, I...ah!"

A ruler hit her palm hard, and all of Qiu Ying's dissatisfaction turned into screams.

People around here are no longer surprised by this.

During these five days, Qiu Ying failed to do anything right every day and was either scolded or slapped on the palm.

Others would not help, no matter where you came from, once you came to Fanghuayuan and became a second-class maid, everyone was the same. If you didn't do your job well, others would have to clean up after you. No one liked to have extra tasks for no reason. They only felt annoyance towards Qiuying, not sympathy.

Xia Zheng, who was boiling water in the water room, knew that this was because Qiu Ying had acted on her own initiative on the day she entered the mansion, and the young lady intended to teach her a lesson and temper her.

Qiuying was a simple-minded person and she still didn't feel that she had done anything wrong. She also didn't know why Nanny Zhao didn't accept her money that day and why she sent her to the small kitchen.

It is impossible for her to become a concubine just by having beauty and relying on her face to gain a foothold in the Duke's Mansion.

If she cannot become a concubine, what will the young lady do?

Without a physical deed and household registration, she was doomed.

Besides, when she came, the young lady had already told her that she was now "dead" in the Marquis' Mansion.

Mother and Tuan'er are still in the Marquis' Mansion. If she has no value, the young lady will not protect them.

She couldn't just wait there, she had to climb up.

After adding the last piece of firewood, Xia Zheng trotted out of the water room, grabbed Madam Zhao's hand and pleaded, "Madam, please stop hitting me. If you hit me again, my hand will be damaged. How about I switch jobs with Sister Qiuying?"