The little baby in swaddling clothes was sleeping soundly.
Qin Xiangxiang was a little surprised: "Mother Xu, this is..."
Xu's mother's eyes suddenly turned red: "Madam, please forgive me for coming uninvited. This old slave is really desperate..." As she said this, she knelt down in front of Qin Xiangxiang.
Although Mrs. Xu is Qin Xiangxiang's wet nurse, she has tried her best to take care of Qin Xiangxiang over the years. The two of them depend on each other, and Qin Xiangxiang has long regarded her as a relative.
Qin Xiangxiang quickly supported her: "Mother Xu, just ask if you need anything!"
When Xu's mother heard this, she burst into tears: "Madam, they all say that family ugliness should not be made public... I have no place to show off my old face now... My unworthy son spends all day drinking and getting drunk. Yes, I will beat my wife when I come back. The old slave’s poor daughter-in-law was beaten away.”
This was the first time Qin Xiang wanted to hear Mrs. Xu talk about family affairs. She didn't expect that her wet brother would be so generous.
Xu's mother wiped her tears again: "It's okay for him to drink and gamble, but he also pawned and sold the two broken houses in his house..."
Mrs. Wang was sighing as she listened on the sidelines, and at the same time secretly sighed to herself. Fortunately, she was clear-headed and did not get married and have children. Otherwise, if we don't end up like Xu's mother, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
"He pawned the house and ran away. If it weren't for this little boy, I would have jumped into the river..."
As if sensing Mother Xu's sadness, the little boy who was sleeping soundly in his swaddling clothes suddenly frowned and burst into tears.
As soon as the little boy cried, Mother Xu stopped crying and Hongxiu rushed out of the kitchen: "Mother Xu, the rice soup is ready!"
This is it, are you hungry?
Qin Xiangxiang had never seen such a young child and couldn't help. He just watched Mother Xu, who was still crying just now, wipe away her tears, carefully blow the cold rice soup, and feed it into the little boy's mouth one spoonful at a time. .
Not only Mrs. Xu, but all the women in the foot shop, except those who couldn't move, except Uncle Hai and Uncle Ma, were surrounding the little boy.
Fan Xiang'er was the happiest: "Mom, he is so little!"
Mrs. Fan's eyes were a little red: "Xiang'er, when you were first born, you were as small as Ji Ge'er."
Of course Mother Xu and Brother Ji must be taken in.
Qin Xiangxiang gave up his room again to let Xu's mother live so that she could take care of Ji Geer.
After all the fuss, everyone was very sleepy and took a rest. When Qin Xiangxiang was washing up, Hongxiu knocked on her door: "Madam."
Hong Xiu sat down on the small stool and looked at Qin Xiangxiang: "Madam, are you okay?"
Qin Xiangxiang touched her face. Did she show it so obviously?
She smiled: "Why do you ask like that?"
Hongxiu's beautiful eyes stared at her: "Madam, you have something to do."
"What can I do? If anything, I just think about how to support so many people in this footwear shop." Qin Xiangxiang deliberately sighed, "Being the owner is really not easy."
Hongxiu frowned her beautiful eyebrows: "Madam, your business is my servant's business, you can't hide it from me..."
Qin Xiangxiang pretended to be angry: "I helped Prince Mu this time and got a lot of money. I'm thinking about which bank to save it in. I can't hide this from you?"
Such a poor excuse could not be concealed from Hong Xiu.
Hongxiu still frowned and looked at Qin Xiangxiang.
"Okay, I won't hide it from you. I had a dream last night. My mother told me that the lamp oil I enshrined for her in Baoxiang Temple was eaten by rats. I have to go to Baoxiang Temple tomorrow. Give her some oil."
Seeing that Hong Xiu still had an expression of disbelief, Qin Xiangxiang raised his hand: "I swear, I really want to go to Baoxiang Temple tomorrow. By the way, if it is convenient for Sister Hong Xiu, please prepare some offerings for me. ?”
Hong Xiu then left doubtfully.
Qin Xiangxiang closed the door and lay on the narrow bed, thinking only that she must escape intact tomorrow.
As for Mu Ting... he should be fine...
Wait, what does he have to do with her? When the medical worker framed her, he didn't even say a word! As long as he argued for her, she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable at the moment.
It’s best not to encounter it again in the future!
She turned over irritably, thinking bitterly.
"Young Master, Mrs. Qin has left." Yao Erlang glanced at the young master's face and then said cautiously.
"I know." Mu Ting said. His face was still a little ugly.
Yao Erlang actually wanted to say something else, but Chen Ze was staring at him closely, so he had to keep his mouth shut.
The doctor he hired was unreliable. Uncle Zhu knew a little about the art of Qihuang. He just bled the young master's finger. The young master woke up and went out to refute Commander Lu. But after coming back, the young master's expression became worse and worse, and he didn't even want to say anything.
Zhu Sanlang came in holding a medicine bowl: "Young Master, the medicine is ready."
Mu Ting took the medicine bowl and drank it in one breath.
Counselor Zhu took Mu Ting's pulse again and frowned: "Young Master, my skills are not good. I only found that Young Master's pulse condition is a bit strange. It seems like poisoning, but I can't diagnose it."
If the person fighting against the young master was a member of the Di tribe, it would not be surprising if the blade of the knife was quenched with poison. Natamutu's methods have always been ruthless.
Mu Ting closed his eyes and still didn't speak.
Counselor Zhu opened Mu Ting's clothes again and looked at the wound. Sure enough, the wound had not healed for a long time. But fortunately, the wound did not fester. Counselor Zhu changed another kind of golden medicine and sprinkled the powder evenly on it.
"We can't continue like this." He said, "We'd better find a doctor who can detoxify as soon as possible."
"It would be great if Dr. Pei was here." Zhu Sanlang said.
Dr. Pei is the most famous medical engineer in Yanzhou City, and he has extensive research on the poisons commonly used by the Di people.
But Yanzhou is thousands of miles away from the capital. If we set off immediately tomorrow without stopping, we will have to walk for more than half a month.
"Take the medicine, cover yourself with a quilt and sweat. If the high fever subsides within four-quarters of an hour, the medicine will be effective. There is no need to call a doctor." Zhu Sanlang sat by the bed and tucked Mu Ting into the quilt.
This is not the first time that the young master has been injured, nor is it the first time that he has been so seriously injured. A few years ago, the young master was stabbed in the back by Ashida, the elder brother of Tamutu. The knife almost killed the young master.
But that time, Mr. Marquis was there to protect the young master, and Dr. Pei tried his best to treat the young master.
But this time, they were in the unaccompanied capital, surrounded by dangers and surrounded by enemies.
"Okay, let Erlang and Sanlang go down and rest. They will replace us in the second half of the night." Chen Ze said.
Yao Erlang and Zhu Sanlang left, and Mu Ting kept his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.
But Chen Ze knew that he was not sleeping.
"Young Master, under strange subordinates, drove Madam Qin away?"
Mu Ting said nothing.
Chen Ze moved Zhang Zhuzi, regardless of whether Mu Ting was willing to listen or not, and continued: "Madam Qin can no longer stay with the young master. Not to mention that she is Nangong Wenyue's person, she just arbitrarily transferred Hui The real princess brought us back and brought unnecessary trouble to us, which is very reckless. Young Master can save it, your status is extraordinary, and the actions of those around you must not be careless."
Mu Ting remained silent, wondering if he really fell asleep.
Seeing this, Counselor Zhu quickly reconciled: "Isn't this young master kind-hearted? Besides, Mrs. Qin has also helped us."
Chen Ze snorted coldly: "Young Master is her savior. Letting her do something to help is a compliment to her. I heard that the thief Qin Guanlan was not good to her. She has never worn such good clothes before... …”
"That's enough, Uncle Chen." Mu Ting took a deep breath, "Did you arrange that doctor Zhang?"
