My money-loving little lady

"Ooooooo, it hurts so much." Jing Rongyao lay on the bed pitifully like a dead fish. Yan'er and Ziyue boiled water for her to cover her stomach while making sticky soup.

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Not long after, Ziyue brought a bowl of soup over and said softly, "Miss, this is Sigui soup. I added a lot of things to nourish qi and blood. Drink it to warm your body and see if it has any effect."
Jing Rongyao got up with difficulty and leaned on the bed. Every time she took a step, she felt like something was dripping underneath. There were no sanitary napkins in ancient times. Women used cloth to carry them. She was always worried that if she was not careful, she would fall asleep.

Missed.

After taking a few sips, although the soup was very bitter, I have to say that I did feel warm in my stomach.

"Hey, Miss Kuishui should have come a long time ago. Although it is a good thing that she is here now. But Miss lost weight some time ago. She was crawling here and running there. Of course she had to suffer a little under such strenuous exercise." Ziyue sighed.

He breathed a sigh of relief. She is older than Yan'er, so she still knows something about these things.

"You guys go out first, I'll take a nap." Jing Rongyao said feebly, and then fell asleep.

When the girls saw this, they didn't dare to say anything and closed the door.

Here, in the palace, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and an extraordinary bearing is sitting upright on a chair, playing with the tiger talisman in his hand, playing with his memory and being taken away to the distance.

Outside the large palace, a girl in pink palace clothes was chasing another seven or eight-year-old boy in purple robes with a smile. She was not far away while chasing, shouting, "Young brother, slow down! Don't fall!"

Next to the pillars of the corridor, a young man in yellow robe is holding on to the pillars with his hands, staring blankly at the boy and girl in front of him, his eyes lonely.

"Sister, after all these years, you are still like that, caring about every poor person you meet with that compassionate attitude. However, you have never looked back at me, never...

..." He murmured in a low voice, as if full of resentment, and clenched the tiger talisman tighter in his hand.

"Your Majesty, you have been approving the coupons for most of the day, please take a rest." Outside the house, a woman in a brocade robe and a phoenix crown pushed the door in, approached him and put on his coat.

"Thank you for your hard work." Seeing her coming in, the emperor finally had a smile on his face, but careful people could see that there was a lot of indifference hidden under this tender smile.

Queen Sima gently snuggled up to his side, not noticing his emotions, but just clinging to him as if she was greedy for that hug.

"Now that these children have been taught enough, you can rest assured, old sister." In the Shou'an Hall, Aunt Bian was flipping through the old lady's book collection.

"Well. It won't be long before you return to the palace."

"Yes, a message was sent from the palace that the Queen Mother was feeling a little unwell and asked me to go back and take care of her."

"Okay, then you can go back. But once you enter the palace, I don't know when we can see you again."

"Hey, people of our age just live one day at a time. We are not like the Queen Mother." Aunt Bian put down the book as if to comfort her, "Okay, don't worry too much, it's nothing.

No big deal, if you miss me, it’s okay to come into the palace. You have a mission, who will stop you."

"I'm talking nonsense again. Even if I have my life, I can still enter the palace without any trouble." The old lady scolded, "By the way, what about that girl?"

"A deep mind and a meticulous personality are indeed not what you said." The two looked at each other, and then she seemed to have thought of something, "But there can't be two people who are exactly the same in the world. Maybe it's just because they are young.

, I’m just scared of drowning.”

At this point, the old lady gradually showed a serious and domineering expression. If Ronghua immediately judged that Jing Rongyao was not her at the beginning because she was his own daughter, she could immediately feel the connection between mother and daughter.

If it comes out, the old lady is the one who really knows her stuff. She didn't explain it directly after seeing Jing Rongyao. She just arranged for people to monitor her every day and paid attention to her situation. She even took the trouble to invite her old friends to identify her.

.And the more Aunt Bian said it was impossible, the more she felt that she was not alone.

"Is it really possible for a person to change his temper and become a person with a different personality?"

"If it were another person, how could he possibly know everything about the Jing family? My dear sister, you are also proficient in medical science. You know that this girl lied to you at that time. She really fell into the water. Then she was

The person was rescued too late. It is possible that he injured his brain or came into contact with something else. Don't think too much."

"Maybe."

At the same time, Grandma Sun spread the news outside, "Old lady, the eldest lady said she would come to pay your respects."

"I know, let her wait in the side hall." The two looked at each other again, and then as if they had not talked about these words before, one opened the door and went out, and the other continued to read his ancient book.