Qiao Jianghong's original intention was that An Qi'en didn't like to drink it, so it would be useless if he drank it. It was better to use the medicine on people who needed it.
He ordered his subordinates to keep secret and secretly gave Shen Shuli all the medicine that belonged to An Qien.
Shen Shuli always felt that there was something wrong with this decoction. She had inquired about it and found out that the decoction given to An Qi'en was very expensive.
It's impossible to have it every day, it must be an ordinary recipe.
She kept this in mind, and when Qiao Jianghong asked the doctor to check her body, she secretly showed the doctor the dregs of medicine.
Sure enough, what she was given was an ordinary seed decoction.
Shen Shuli was angry, and what she wanted to drink was the seed decoction with stephanotis leaves!
An Qi'en has always pretended not to know about this matter. She usually studies medicine, food, or flowers and plants.
Qingcui often came to greet her and would sit there for most of the day.
The relationship between the two has become much closer.
Shen Shuli often saw An Qien and Qing Cui enjoying the shade in the pavilion in the garden at home.
She remained silent and understood that An Qien would not let Qiao Jianghong accept her as his concubine for a while.
Shen Shuli placed all her hopes on Mrs. Qiao and Mrs. Liu.
On weekdays, she would cook some special dishes and serve them in front of Mrs. Qiao. Mrs. Qiao enjoyed the meal more happily, and her attitude towards Shen Shuli changed a lot.
She was good at sewing, and was even more outstanding at needlework. She personally sewed a double-breasted gown for Mrs. Qiao and Mrs. Liu.
Mrs. Qiao loved peonies, so Shen Shuli embroidered vivid peony patterns on her clothes.
Mrs. Liu likes plum blossoms, and Shen Shuli also embroidered plum blossom patterns on her clothes.
As she came forward to serve and show hospitality day after day, Mrs. Qiao recognized her more and more.
Admittedly, no one has ever put her concubinage on the agenda.
She had been drinking this decoction for almost half a month, and had sex every day, but her stomach didn't react at all.
The green child was growing up day by day, and Shen Shuli couldn't wait any longer.
In the past two days, Qiao Jianghong stopped sleeping with her. He was seduced by Qingcui and went to Liuxian Pavilion, using the child as an excuse to compete for her favor.
Shen Shuli was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and the ideas in her mind were jumping out one by one...
After staying in Liuxian Pavilion for a few days, Qiao Jianghong felt happy and reluctant to miss Shu. He was green, gentle and considerate, and he had known his temperament since he was a child.
She always knew how to do things well, and she was pregnant, so Qiao Jianghong became increasingly kind to her.
Bird's nests and jade jewelry are constantly sent here.
After Qingcui got these things, she turned around and paid tribute to An Qien.
An Qi'en didn't expect her to be so grateful for her kindness. Thinking of her last life, Qing Cui was even worse than her. She was stillborn after being harmed by Shen Shuli, and was later framed and blamed to death by her husband.
Naturally, An Qi'en would not accept these things from her. He sincerely told her: "What the prince gives you is yours. Keep it as it is. From now on, you and your child will rely on them."
Qingcui didn't understand the meaning of this, but she knew that the mistress was a kind and reliable person who could make strategic plans.
From the bottom of her heart, she was more willing to be an ox and a horse for An Qien.
"Thank you madam. Madam loves Qingcui, and Qingcui will always remember her in her heart."
An Qien smiled faintly: "I have to go out to do errands today, is there anything you are particularly embarrassed to say?"
Qing Cui was flattered and stopped being polite to An Qi'en. She touched her belly and smiled sheepishly: "Recently, I've been craving for something sweet and sour, candied haws."
Qingbi smiled and agreed: "Auntie, I'm probably pregnant with a boy."
Bai Lu also interjected: "Yes, I think so."
Qingcui felt very warm and happy in her heart. It would be great if she was a brother. She would have a supporter for the rest of her life.
She is happy that she is a sister, after all, it is her own child.
After Qingcui returned to Liuxian Pavilion, An Qien took the two maids and took a carriage to the shop on the street.
There are only two shops left in the Hou Mansion on the street, a rice shop and a grocery store.
An Qi'en arrived at Mipu first. Uncle Fu, the housekeeper in charge of accounting, was the old housekeeper of the Hou Mansion.
He showed the account book to An Qi'en with a sad and respectful look on his face. An Qi'en didn't care about the profit or loss at all.
But she pretended to be serious. After a few glances, she said, "Uncle Fu, you have worked hard these days. Although the revenue is not good, you have tried your best."
Uncle Fu's eyes lit up. He originally thought that his master would scold him with a straight face, but he never expected that he could escape.
After a second thought, Uncle Fu felt that something was wrong. There must be a monster when things go wrong.
He thought An Qi'en was going to fire him, so he hurriedly explained: "Madam, this old slave has really tried his best. This batch of grain was not sold due to weather problems, improper storage, insects, and could not be sold, which resulted in losses."
An Qi'en saw that Uncle Fu was overly nervous, so he comforted him and said, "Uncle Fu, I can rest assured that you are doing things. I don't blame you for this. I will tell my grandma, so you can just guard the shop with peace of mind."
Uncle Fu still had a sad look on his face and felt uneasy in his heart. The amount he lost this time was not small, enough to feed the Hou Mansion.
"Madam, what should I do with the rice that has worms?"
"Let it go first."
Uncle Fu was startled and wrinkled his eyebrows. Usually when something happened in the shop, the young lady would be very nervous and try her best to solve it.
Why does it seem to be nothing this time?
It's hard for him to say much as a servant. He will do whatever his master tells him.
After coming out of Mipu, An Qien went to the grocery store.
The grocery store's accounts were not in deficit, but still had a small surplus.
She glanced at him, said nothing, and left with the maid.
The servants in the grocery store were also surprised. Normally, the young lady would give advice on how to set prices, promote promotions, and what kind of activities should be held.
This time, he didn't say anything, and gave each of them an additional monthly salary of one or two taels.
As soon as An Qi'en left, the servants in the back shop all praised An Qi'en for being a good master and being generous to others.
After checking the shop, An Qien took the two maids to visit the market.
Qingbi finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked An Qien in a low voice: "Madam, Mipu has suffered so much loss. The old lady will definitely let you handle it by yourself. In the end, you will have to use your dowry to make up for it. What should I do?"
Bai Lu also felt sorry for her master: "Madam, I can't use your dowry again and again this time. Why don't you go back to An Mansion and think of something else?"
An Qien, with a natural look on his face, looked left and right, and happened to see a candied haws seller in front of him.
She happily pointed to the man selling candied haws on a stick: "Look, there is a man selling candied haws on a stick."
Qingbi anxiously wiped away the cold sweat, as the lady was still thinking about the candied haws at this time.
Seeing that the two maids were eager to raise their eyebrows, she sighed and said calmly: "I won't touch the dowry anymore. Don't worry, I am free to make my own decision."
After saying that, An Qien told Qingbi: "Don't worry, go buy ten bunches of candied haws."
Qingbi went to buy candied haws on a stick and came back soon with the candied haws on a stick.
The three of them walked around for a while and were ready to go back home.
After walking a few steps, I met Lu Bochu head-on.
