The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Zhao Mansion.

Mrs. Zhao was very dissatisfied, "Why should I go into the palace at this time? There are so many things to do outside the palace, and I still think that I am the eldest lady of the Zhao family."

Master Zhao listened to his wife's complaints, frowned, and said, "Go if you are told."

Mrs. Zhao couldn't hold back, "I won't lead her to live a rich life in the future, why are you still trying to get along with her? When I was in Lingfeng, it was not easy for me to see this young lady. Now, she is also begging When you see me."

"If you don't go, do you want others to doubt us?" Mr. Zhao slammed the table and said angrily.

Mrs. Zhao was startled, her face turned pale, and she muttered: "Just go, why are you in a hurry? Then what should I say if she asks me about the Zhao family after entering the palace?"

Mr. Zhao looked gloomy, "Just say whatever you want, just say that everything in the Zhao family is fine, and let her not worry about it and stay well in the palace."

Mrs. Zhao's expression paused, and she did not dare to say anything more. She muttered, "Okay, I understand." After saying this, she paused and said in a low voice, "Is there anything going wrong on Chen Suyun's side?"

"Why do women care about this?" Mr. Zhao stood up unhappily, "Do your own thing well, don't make your own decisions, and don't talk too much. When you enter the palace and see Zhao Cainu, you should act as before and don't let her find out anything. Something wrong.”

Mr. Zhao threw up his sleeves and left. Mrs. Zhao's face turned dark.

However, Mrs. Zhao did not dare not listen to her husband's words. She packed up and went to the palace the next day.

After entering the palace, the person who came to pick her up was not Su Hua, but a somewhat unfamiliar palace maid. She couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you see Su Hua girl?"

"Sister Su Hua is sick and has no duties today, so the master asked the slave to come over. Mrs. Zhao, this way."

"What do you call a girl?"

"Slave Jin'er."

"Miss Jin'er, you look a little unfamiliar. I've never seen her around Cain'er before." Mrs. Zhao asked cautiously.

Jin'er smiled lightly, "Mrs. Zhao has not been in the palace for several months. This servant came to serve the master three months ago."

Mrs. Zhao's face heated up, and she didn't know whether Jin'er said this intentionally or unintentionally. She smiled and said, "It's also because I haven't been in good health in the past few months, so I haven't been able to come to the palace to pay my respects to Cai Nu."

Arriving at Huayang Palace, Jin'er looked up, then looked at Mrs. Zhao and said, "It turns out that Mrs. Zhao is sick."

Mrs. Zhao felt uncomfortable listening to these strange words, and she felt more and more that this person named Jin'er might have been sent by Zhao Ling'e to stab her on purpose.

Thinking of this, the smile on Mrs. Zhao's face faded, "As I get older, I am not as comfortable as when I was young. Every three days, I feel uncomfortable here or there."

Hearing this, Jin'er glanced at her and said, "I guess it's because Mrs. Zhao is far away from her hometown. It's better to tell the Zhao family that if someone else comes to the capital, Mrs. Zhao can go back to her hometown and take good care of herself, so that the master won't always worry about her."

The smile on Mrs. Zhao's face disappeared when she heard this. Are you trying to drive her back to Lingfeng?

Beautiful thought!

Jin'er looked at Mrs. Zhao's changed face, lowered her eyes slightly as if she hadn't seen him, and led the person into Huayang Palace. She looked at Chunliu who was standing under the eaves of the corridor and hurried over, and said with a smile: "Sister Chunliu, Zhao The wife is here."

Chun Liu glanced at Jin'er and said, "You stay here and guard."

"Yes." Jin'er agreed obediently.

Chunliu smiled slightly at Mrs. Zhao and said, "Mrs. Zhao comes with the servants."

Mrs. Zhao forced out a smile and followed Chunliu into the hall. Jin'er gently lowered the curtain, then moved slightly and stood by the wall near the window.

She faintly heard Mrs. Zhao's voice greeting Zhao Cainu, and there was already a hint of respect and dissatisfaction in her voice.

At this time, who is Zhao Ling'e in the palace? From Mrs. Zhao's words and expressions, she can detect her contempt and dissatisfaction with him, and her heart suddenly rises.

She said calmly: "Auntie sat down to talk. We haven't seen each other for a long time. How have you been in Beijing these past few months?"

Mrs. Zhao listened to Zhao Ling'e coming up and questioning her about not entering the palace for several months, and then remembered what the girl named Jin'er said before. Sure enough, she was dissatisfied with herself, so what?

Mrs. Zhao made a helpless look, "It's just me who's useless. I've been suffering from serious and minor illnesses in the past few months, and I was afraid that Cainu would worry, so I didn't send any news."

Zhao Ling'e looked at Mrs. Zhao's red face, and she didn't look like someone suffering from illness.

Is this deceiving yourself and refusing to pay attention?

Zhao Ling'e's previously worried heart became even tighter now. She looked concerned, "Can the doctor please take a look at it? What did the doctor say?"

"It's nothing serious. It's all an old problem from the past. I was used to living in Lingfeng. When I arrived in the capital, I felt a little acclimatized, so I became a little weak." Mrs. Zhao made an excuse at random. Your palace servant is not mocking you. I am acclimatized, and I am still acclimatized.

Looking at Mrs. Zhao's expression, Zhao Ling'e felt a bad premonition deepening in her heart. She didn't dare to talk to her like this before, and she had to look sincere even if she was lying.

Looking at her lack of sincerity, it was clear that she was telling her, I'm just talking nonsense, so what can you do.

The veins on the back of Zhao Ling'e's hands that were covered by her sleeves were exposed, but there was a reassuring smile on her face, "I feel relieved when Auntie says this. I asked you to come into the palace today. I have something to ask. Has Auntie heard about Huizhou?" Already?"

When Zhao Ling'e asked this question, she stared at Mrs. Zhao's face without blinking.

Her eyes flashed, and the smile on her lips stiffened for a moment. Although she quickly covered it up, she saw it.

"What happened in Huizhou has been spread all over the capital. How could I not know about it? But it has nothing to do with us. Cainu can rest assured in the palace."

It doesn't matter?

It doesn't matter. Why is she avoiding her eyes?

It seems that there is not only a relationship, but also a profound relationship.

However, if it was related to the Zhao family, why didn't anyone tell her?

Or is it that the news from Ling Feng was blocked by Mrs. Zhao and his wife?

However, she was sent to the capital by her father to look after her, so why did she do this?

Zhao Ling'e couldn't figure it out for a moment, and she put on a look of relief on her face, and said casually: "Our Zhao family and Ding family have some grudges. I have been thinking about it and I will feel relieved knowing that it is not us."

She found that Mrs. Zhao's expression was wrong again. She picked up the tea cup and drank tea, covering up her unnatural eyes at that moment. When she put down the tea cup, the smile on her face became more friendly. "Speaking of which, maybe I haven't heard from Dad for a long time." Mom’s letter came, why haven’t you received any letter in the past few months? Are the other elders in the family okay? "

Zhao Ling'e found that as soon as she said these words, Mrs. Zhao's pupils shrank slightly and her whole body became a little tense.

Her heart sank again.

The second update is completed and will continue tomorrow. There will be no update in the early morning. Everyone will check it out at noon tomorrow, okay?