An Qi'en and Doctor Jiang prepared fetal medicine for Qing Cui.
Doctor Jiang wrote a prescription and told Xiaozhi to prepare the medicine accordingly.
Qiao Jianghong didn't stay for more than a second. Doctor Jiang walked forward and he followed suit.
An Qien told Xiaozhi: "In Dr. Jiang's prescription, when you make the medicine, add ramie root in a small amount, three times a day, so that you can serve your aunt well."
Xiaozhi lowered his head and responded: "Yes, ma'am."
Madam would not harm her aunt, so Xiaozhi followed her instructions.
An Qien asked Qingbi to pick two diligent maids to take care of Qingcui. After settling here, she asked Xiaozhi what happened.
Xiaozhi cried and said: "You and the old lady went to the Buddhist temple to pray for blessings. Not long after leaving, my aunt became bored and wanted to take a walk in the back courtyard. Unexpectedly, as soon as we arrived in the back courtyard, my aunt fell down."
"Someone spilled oil on the ground. The slave and the aunt couldn't stand firm and they all fell down."
"Oil?" An Qien raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, the maids usually clean the back courtyard every day. They are all clean. The oil seems to be sprinkled on it deliberately. The area is not large, but the road under the circular arch is stained with a layer of oil. , very slippery.”
"Now that place has been cleaned by my wife's order."
After An Qi'en learned about the situation, he returned to Qiushui Residence and told Qingbi, "Qingbi, go to the kitchen and call all the cooks."
After a while, several cooks and dishwashing maids came.
An Qien sat on the couch, picked up the tea, opened the tea leaves with the tea lid, and drank the tea with a serious face.
Bai Lu asked sternly: "Since Madam is here to find you, you'd better tell the truth. If there is a lie, be careful with your tongue."
All the women and maids knew that the child in Aunt Qingcui's belly would most likely not be saved, and they were all frightened.
They didn't dare to tell lies and reported one by one.
"Madam, I never go to the back courtyard. I always go back to my house in my free time. I haven't been there today either."
"Madam, we ladies really never go to the back courtyard. Unless the master lets us go, the slaves really can't go there, let alone spill the oil there."
Several women and maids denied that they had not carried oil to the back courtyard.
An Qi'en asked these people to withdraw. She knew that what the maids and women said was true.
It was just a formality, Xiaozhi said the oil on the ground was tea oil! The Hou Mansion has always used rapeseed oil.
In other words, this camellia oil was bought from outside by someone with ulterior motives.
Camellia oil is more expensive than rapeseed oil. Who has such ulterior motives?
But just because tea oil is used, it’s easier to check!
An Qien told Bai Lu: "Bai Lu, take Shen Shuli's portrait to the oil shop and ask if Shen Shuli has bought tea oil."
"Yes, ma'am."
Bai Lu immediately took people to the street shops in the market to ask.
Mother Wu came over to invite An Qien to Anhe Hall. She stood outside the door, and Qingbi opened the curtain and came in to report.
An Qien got up and immediately went to Anhe Hall.
Mrs. Qiao sat on the main seat with a sad face.
An Qi Enfu saluted: "Grandma."
"sit down."
Mrs. Qiao responded weakly.
After An Qi'en sat down, the maid made tea for her with great discernment.
"The child over at Qingcui is probably not safe. How are you going to deal with this?"
Before An Qien could reply, Mrs. Qiao sighed deeply: "Well, Jiang Hong is not young anymore. He is more than twenty-four years old. A man of this age has a wife and children."
An Qien looked calm: "Grandma, grandson's wife has sent someone to investigate this matter. She will not tolerate it and will give Qingcui and the child justice."
"We must find out who dares to harm the heirs of my Hou family. I think they are impatient."
Mrs. Qiao was so angry when she thought of this.
She continued to ask with a cold face: "Then tell me, Jiang Hong has nothing to do, what are your plans for this matter."
An Qi'en sneered in her heart, the old lady was once again putting the blame for not having children on her.
"Grandma, having an heir in the Hou family is a big deal. If there is a suitable woman, Qi En will bring her into the family to help the family."
Mrs. Qiao had a sullen face, took a sip of tea, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't always want to give Jiang Hong a concubine. What the Marquis wants is a legitimate son! You still have to rely more on yourself when it comes to giving birth to a child. "
"I told Jiang Hong to go to your room these days. He has to endure his discomfort. He can't let go of the ancestors of the Hou Mansion."
It would be impossible not to be strong. She saw that An Qien refused to have sex because of his poor health.
It is difficult for a childless woman to be of the same mind as her husband's family.
An Qien said calmly: "Yes, grandma."
Mrs. Qiao said what she needed to say and let An Qien leave with a wave of her hand.
Qiao Jianghong came out from behind the curtain and bowed with a pleasant expression: "Thank you, grandma."
Mrs. Qiao told her grandson with a look of entrustment: "Jiang Hong, although Qi En has a dull temperament, she is a rare good woman. Although she is a bit stingy and jealous, she is smart and a good housekeeper."
"Her eldest brother from her mother's family is about to take the imperial examination. I heard that Anfu has a close relationship with the people in the palace. It will be of great benefit to you to maintain this relationship well."
"My grandson understands that as long as he has a legitimate son, Qi En will not be angry about Shu Li."
Mrs. Qiao waved her hand, indicating that he could leave, but she couldn't help but murmured: "That country girl will never be able to get on the stage, and Qi En is too stingy to be sour and jealous with such a person. "
Qiao Jianghong also thought that An Qi'en was jealous of Shen Shuli, so he was neglecting him these days.
Thinking of the days when Shen Shuli didn't come, An Qien was very kind to him.
After coming out of Anhe Hall, Qiao Jianghong went to Qiushui Residence.
An Qi'en had been reading in the study and saw that Qiao Jianghong had no intention of leaving at night.
When it was time to go to bed, Qiao Jianghong was so excited that his palms were all sweaty.
He had already imagined in his mind the image of his body and soul blending with An Qien.
An Qien came over and said softly to him: "Your Majesty, I am going to take a bath and change clothes first."
Qiao Jianghong's excited expression was beyond words: "Okay, okay..."
An Qi'en went out and came to the bathroom. Bailu and Qingbi applied the paste prepared in advance on An Qi'en's skin after she took a bath.
The smell was particularly pungent and had a foul odor. An Qi, Bai Lu, and Qing Bi took medicine to block the smell in advance.
After applying it, An Qien got dressed and went back to the bedroom.
Bai Lu immediately informed the maid to go to Shen Shuli's side to fan the flames.
When Qiao Jianghong saw An Qien coming back, he excitedly stepped forward to greet him.
An Qien smiled faintly and began to take off his outer gown. When Qiao Jianghong got very close, he smelled the stench.
He frowned and couldn't help fanning himself with his hands: "What does it smell like?"
