First Concubine

Chapter 144 Mother and son recognize each other (5)

Zhi Fan covered his face with his sleeves and smiled: "Since I wore the clothes you made, how can the prince still think of clothes made by tailors? I lost them a long time ago!"

Shui Linglong counted Zhuge Yu's brocade clothes and sighed secretly, is this forcing her to make clothes for him? After closing the cabinet door, she said: "Tomorrow, take out all the fabrics from the warehouse." She opened the shoe cabinet again and checked it, frowning, and sure enough! Even the shoes were thrown away until only she made them! The shoes look similar on the surface, but they are actually divided into thick and thin ones. The shoes she made for him are all suitable for spring and autumn. In such a cold day, he doesn't feel his feet are freezing?

 Did he have cold feet?

Shui Linglong is a little upset!

Zhi Fan put away the foldable long table, erected it next to the cabinet and covered it with a curtain. He glanced at the colorful night pearls given by Qiao Hui and asked in a low voice: "Miss Qiao suddenly showed her kindness to you, is it us?" Did the plan succeed? Will Miss Qiao have any suspicion?"

Shui Linglong walked to the window and opened it. A cold wind rushed in with flying snow and sprayed all over her face. She tightened her loose white jade water-patterned coat and looked at the study room with weak candlelight without answering. He asked a complicated question, but said: "Bring the soles and cotton cloth, they need to be thickened."

Zhi Fan was startled. Shui Linglong had closed the window. Zhi Fan did not dare to ask. He lowered his head and found the thickened soles and black satin laminated cotton cloth from the box. He handed them to Shui Linglong, and also presented the embroidery basket together.

Shui Linglong took it and started making shoes. At the same time, she answered Zhifan's doubts: "The second lady is an aunt, so it is reasonable for her to protect Dong Jialin, who is in the same situation. Although she may not intend to protect her, the fact is not important. What matters is what Qiao Hui believes. The houses built by the same group of craftsmen are inferior to Zijing Yuan in terms of materials and workmanship. Can Qiao Hui not doubt Zhen’s intentions?”

Zhi Fan shook his head: "No, I mean the Second Young Mistress. Will she suspect that we have tampered with her?"

Shui Linglong smiled half-heartedly: "The contractor took a large sum of money and went to a foreign country. Even if she had doubts, who would she turn to for confirmation? Besides, she had only been here for a few days? She didn't have the guts to confront her mother-in-law." Mrs. Zhen The blame has been laid.

The only fault is that Mrs. Zhen is too dishonest and has challenged her patience time and time again. She cannot let Mrs. Zhen and Qiao Hui unite in the same camp, so that in the future, Mrs. Zhen can use the Suchenghou Mansion to do something detrimental to her.

 The snow is flying heavily, gathering and dispersing, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

There are many things going on this year, including the water flowing from the south to the west and the Battle of Mobei. The court ended its vacation early, and Zhuge Yu had to go to court early again.

Shui Linglong rubbed her groggy eyes, looked at the slightly white window, called Zhi Fan who was in a daze, and handed the shoes she had made overnight to her hands: "Send them to the prince, he will go to court this morning. It should be up soon."

Zhi Fan hid his face and yawned, looked at the shoes in his hand and said with a stunned expression: "Miss, you haven't slept all night, have you?"

Shui Linglong waved her hand, and Zhi Fan went back to the house to wash up, and then went to the study with her shoes.

After Zhifan left, Shui Linglong called Ye Mao again: "Later, take the tea you bought from Jiangnan to the Guo Mansion and say it is for the third princess, and then ask General Guo if he is back. "It's such a cold day. I wonder if the two children have met. If not, where will the third princess sleep and live? Will she freeze?

The older one and the younger one had finished worrying for the time being. Shui Linglong snuggled into the quilt and took a short nap. It wasn't until Zhi Fan entered the room with the curtains open and said that Zhuge Xi and the children had returned home to pay New Year's greetings that Shui Linglong could hold back. Get up sleepy and dress up.

In Tian'an Residence, the old lady teased a pair of brothers lying on the bed sideways. She laughed so much that her mouth watered. She also wanted a great-grandson: "Oh, I can't tell who is the eldest and who is the second!"

Zhuge Xi sat on the stool, pointed at the blue swaddling clothes, and said: "Grandma, the blue one is the eldest child, and the red one is the second child."

The old lady smiled apologetically, picked up the weaker child, smelled his little face, and said angrily to Zhuge Xi: "It's such a cold day to bring the child back home, you don't have to worry about freezing the child, you are such a mother-in-law. Yes, you are so cruel! Are you freezing our brother Xin?" After talking about it, he pressed his forehead against Brother Xin's head with a smile, and Brother Xin said "Hmm... um..." The milky and milky tone seemed uncomfortable, but she endured it and didn't make any fuss. Brother Ji couldn't survive. The old lady put Brother Xin aside and picked up Brother Ji. Before she even touched him, he burst into tears with a loud "wow". The old lady was so frightened that everyone in the room laughed.

Zhuge Xi held Brother Ji in his arms and coaxed him for a long time, and then asked the wet nurse to feed him for a while. Brother Ji stopped crying and fussing.

The old lady put Brother Ji between the two little babies, then picked up Sister Hui, who had been very well-behaved and sensible since birth, and said sincerely: "It was right to bring Sister Hui out. Her biological mother died young, so we have to raise her." She will be your daughter in your name. You must not favor one over the other. The relationship between mother and daughter is divided. The biological mother is not as big as the adoptive mother. You have to understand this truth. "

Mrs. Zhen smiled and agreed: "Yes, feelings are cultivated. She will follow you every day. If she doesn't talk about your good things in the future, who will she talk about?"

Zhuge Xi smiled and did not answer.

Qiao Hui brought the tea cup to her lips and took a brief taste, her eyes dimming a little.

 The old lady glanced at Qiao Hui and sighed slightly.

Shui Linglong happened to hear this conversation when she entered the room. She glanced at Sister Hui in slight surprise, and then walked in with a smile on her face: "Grandma, second aunt, eldest sister, younger siblings."

Except for the old lady and the Zhen family, all the other female relatives stood up and saluted Shui Linglong. Shui Linglong politely returned a half salute and glanced around, but Zhuge Shu was still not there! What happened recently, did Mrs. Zhen hide Zhuge Shu so tightly?

The old lady put down Sister Hui and asked Ping'er to bring a gilt-glazed fruit plate filled with various candies and snacks to Shui Linglong. Shui Linglong had stayed up all night and had no appetite, so she didn't eat.

 Qiao Hui sat next to Shui Linglong and personally took the tea from Ping'er and handed it to Shui Linglong: "Sister-in-law, drink tea."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Shui Linglong finished the pastry and took the tea cup with both hands. Qiao Hui felt happy and her smile became more sincere, "I like the phoenix tail hairpin given by my sister-in-law very much."

Shui Linglong blinked and smiled: "I like the luminous pearl given by my sister-in-law better."

"Pfft--" Qiao Hui couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

The old lady couldn't help but smile when she saw the two sisters-in-law getting along so well, just like sisters in the boudoir.

The few people chatted and laughed again for a while, and the old lady's gray eyebrows twisted: "Ping'er, go and see if the prince is up?" Finally, the brothers returned to the house, and they had to meet his grandfather. It was windy outside. She really didn't want her brothers to be cold again.

"Yes." Ping'er bowed and left. About two-quarters of an hour later, she walked in with a solemn expression. Looking at the smiling old lady, her heavy tone changed and she said as usual: "Old lady. , Something happened to the prince, and the princess is investigating in the main courtyard. "

 The candy bar in the old lady's hand, snap! It hit the ground!

 In the bedroom of the main courtyard, Zhuge Liuyun was lying on the bed with a pale face, his hall was black and his lips were pale. The situation was not optimistic.

Leng Youru tucked her in, then twisted a hot handkerchief from the basin carried by Qiao's mother and wiped his face and hands. She looked at the room full of people with mournful eyes: "How did you take care of the prince?" ? Judging from the fact that the prince has been seriously ill, it shouldn’t have been a day or two. Didn’t anyone usually notice any signs? "

Yu Bo and Zhaoyun were kneeling in the front row, and the little maid serving Liu Lu and others were kneeling in the second row. Everyone lowered their eyebrows and did not dare to express their anger. It was Uncle Yu who thought about it for a while and then said: "To answer the question of the princess, I once found the prince in the study room who seemed very tired and tired, and also seemed to have a headache. The servant asked, and the prince said it was okay. He probably didn't have a good rest."

Leng Youru has always been a gentle person, but this time, she took out the towel in her hand and hit Uncle Yu all over his face. Everyone's heart trembled violently. The person who never gets angry got angry. It can be seen that this time it is difficult to be kind.

Uncle Yu didn't dare to move, and let the towel hit his face and fall on his knees, soaking through his pants. The warmth gradually penetrated deeper, and the cold wind blew, stirring up layers of severe cold.

Leng Youru's chest rose and fell violently, as if her heart was blocked by overwhelming anger, and she was so angry that she couldn't even utter a single word.

Mother Qiao's dark and cold eyes wandered over everyone's heads, and finally fell on Liu Lu's plain face. She stretched out her hand and scolded: "You! You serve the prince so closely that you don't even know if he has a headache or a fever." ?"

Liu Lu glanced at Qiao's mother and said in a trembling voice: "The prince didn't say he was feeling unwell. Occasionally he asked the slave to rub his temples. He only said he was tired, but the slave didn't think much about it."

Mother Qiao gave her a cold look and said contemptuously: "What a sharp mouth, but she can be so eloquent! Drag her out and slap her hard to see if she still dares to speak harshly?"

Liu Lu subconsciously wanted to argue, but when she glanced at the princess and met the cold and frightening eyes of the princess, she lost the courage. She was a maid, so she didn't know the master's method of attacking the concubine? Regardless of whether the prince was seriously ill, why he was ill, or whether she was negligent or not, the princess decided to use this opportunity to get rid of her! When the prince wakes up, everything is a foregone conclusion. Is it possible that the prince will fall out over a half-dead maid and his wife? Even if you turn it over, it will only be for a short period of time! Just like this time, the prince and the princess had a cold war for a month. When the princess asked for mercy, the prince went to her yard. Wife and concubine are different...

The negative emotions in Liu Lu's mind dominated, and she completely forgot about Zhuge Liuyun's kindness and care for her. After shedding a few tears, she was dragged out by two rough ladies. Not long after, crisp slaps were heard, and the servants in the room became even more silent.

Mother Qiao shook her head wantonly, and she had to show these people that even Zhaoyun, who was loved by thousands of people, could not survive a single round in the hands of the princess! Open your eyes wide and see clearly who is at the helm of the inner house?

Uncle Yu frowned and moved his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but was interrupted by the princess: "Uncle Yu, get up and quickly call Doctor Hu to diagnose the prince."

Uncle Yu's peripheral vision passed over the arrogant Mother Qiao and the quiet and elegant Princess. His eyes were focused and he said: "I obey my orders."

Doctor Hu entered the main gate of the main courtyard together with the old lady and his entourage. Brother Ji, Brother Xin and Sister Hui stayed in Tian'anju under the care of the wet nurse, and everyone else rushed over.

"Old lady." Dr. Hu bowed respectfully. He was nearly thirty years old, but he was alone. He had no high-ranking officials and no children. He once married a wife but fell into the lotus pond and died within three years. Since then, he has been alone. He was pure of heart and had few desires, and settled down as the royal palace's dedicated doctor. Because he had no worries, even if he was given a holiday during the Chinese New Year, he had nowhere to go, so he could be on call whenever he was called.

The old lady held her chest and raised her hand, indicating that he should go in first to see the prince, and there was no need to worry about the formality.

Doctor Hu blessed Shui Linglong and his group again, and then quickly entered Zhuge Liuyun's room. Everyone followed him. When he walked through the hall, he saw two rough ladies slapping Liu Lu. Shui Linglong narrowed her eyes. He opened his eyes and said softly: "Keep yourself alive, grandma. I might be able to find out the reason for the prince's illness later."

 The old lady nodded, and the ladies let go of Zhaoyun, whose cheeks were red and swollen.

Zhi Fan secretly sighed, it was indeed difficult to be a concubine. I used to be quite envious and slightly jealous, but now I only feel pity and regret.

The old lady walked into the bedroom with the support of Shui Linglong and Zhuge Xi. Leng Youru hurriedly stood up and greeted the old lady, gave up her position at the bedside, and said apologetically: "Mother, I have to worry about it. It belongs to my daughter-in-law." no."

Shui Linglong raised her eyebrows!

The old lady was so anxious that her mind was in chaos, and she did not take care of Leng Youru. When Doctor Hu had completed the diagnosis and treatment, she couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? What's the disease? Wind and cold? Inflammation of the wound?"

Doctor Hu’s eyelids moved, as if he hesitated!

Leng Youru ordered indifferently: "All the slaves, get out."

The servants filed out, and Uncle Yu, who was at the end, closed the door. Doctor Hu boldly revealed his diagnosis: "Back to the old lady, the prince is not ill, but...poisoned!"

As soon as these words came out, many people suddenly changed their minds. On New Year's Day, the prince was actually poisoned?

Doctor Hu checked Zhuge Liuyun's pulse again: "Looking at the pulse, he was poisoned for more than three or two days."

Zhuge Xi held Zhuge Liuyun's hand and burst into tears: "Father..."

The old lady called Uncle Yu instead and asked solemnly: "Who is responsible for the prince's food and daily life? How could he be poisoned?"

Uncle Yu was surprised, and after a while, he replied: "I test the poison of the prince's food and tea first, and then give them to the prince if there are no problems. As for the furnishings in the house, including the spices, the prince will check them carefully every few days." Once again, I'm afraid of any negligence. If you are really going to be poisoned, the slave should be the first one!"

Doctor Hu frowned and looked at the old lady but hesitated to speak.

Shui Linglong looked at Leng Youru and saw her crying. She was so sad. But thinking of Leng Wei's death, Shui Linglong shook her head again.

The old lady punched the bed, her gray eyebrows raised high: "Doctor Hu, can you possibly judge how the prince was infected with this poison? If it was not taken orally, could it be a wound infection?"

Zhuge Liuyun has a leg injury. If someone bribes a servant to tamper with the wound medicine, Uncle Yu will not be able to test it.

Leng Youru’s expression changed: “Mom, are you doubting me?”

Zhen narrowed her eyes suspiciously. With the old lady backing her up, what was she afraid of? She raised her head and said: "The medicine for wounds... seems to be sent by the princess every day, right?"

 (End of this chapter)