If Ying Busha understood the meaning, it was definitely man-made that the two aunts' children in the house could not be saved.
She didn't know who that person was.
During the days when she came to the house, Qiao Jianghong often came to Qiushui Residence, but he never stayed here overnight.
Ruying had the impression that they were a couple who seemed to be in perfect harmony but were inseparable from each other. If An Qien wanted to have a child of his own, it would not be difficult at all.
As long as she is willing to show kindness to Qiao Jianghong, the child will definitely be born soon.
So Ruying felt that An Qien could not be the murderer.
"Thank you madam, I will be careful."
At this time, the jiao'er was all wrapped up, and the whole embryo was taken to the imperial room to be cooked.
A maid cleared the table. An Qi'en and Ru Ying washed their hands and put on their armor again under the maid's care.
After a while, Jiao'er was cooked, and Ruying ate two large bowls. She hadn't eaten such a heart-warming meal in a long time.
After lunch, Ruying went back to rest, and accidentally met Shen Shuli on the way.
Shen Shuli saw Ru Ying coming out of An Qi'en's room, and her words contained a hint of gun and stick: "Is Fourth Yiniang taking the child to the door in advance?"
"Yes, my child was born to be raised by my wife. Now I will take him there to get to know him more and cultivate his relationship."
Ruying also deliberately provoked Shen Shuli.
Shen Shuli's lips raised a vague sneer: "Oh, it's quite pitiful. My own child has to call others mother."
Ruying responded calmly: "Yes, it's very pitiful. From now on, when the aunts in the house see my son, they will respectfully call me young master."
Shen Shuli's face suddenly turned ugly, and she forced out an ugly smile.
Xiang Zhu smoothed things over and said, "Auntie, the old lady is waiting for you to come over. Don't keep the old lady waiting for too long."
Shen Shuli glanced at Ruying, and left in anger.
Ruying scoffed at her disdainfully and continued walking forward.
.....
Qingbi came back with the money, and An Qien ordered people to buy items according to the book. The house has been busy with the recovery banquet in the past few days.
The servants were busy all afternoon, purchasing many boxes of things.
Mother Wu was very happy when she saw this, thinking that the mistress was finally willing to use her own dowry to supplement the dowry. The good wine, tea and meat would definitely make the Hou family look good this time.
Servants were constantly moving in from outside, and Mother Wu saw Qingbi instructing the servants to put things away.
She smiled and went over to say hello: "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Qingbi. Madam, you do your best to handle everything."
Qingbi wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves and said with a smile, "Yes, Madam has devoted a lot of attention to the Hou Mansion."
She paused, then suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, Mother Wu, I'd like to ask you a favor."
"What's the deal? Miss Qingbi, just ask."
"My slave was originally going to deliver a brochure to the old lady, but I really can't get away from here, so I asked Mother Wu to take it back."
Mother Wu raised her eyebrows slightly suspiciously: "What booklet?"
Qingbi said with a natural and innocent face: "It is necessary to purchase things for the recovery banquet. The required silver, as well as what was purchased, and what was taken from the warehouse to sell are all recorded in the book. I can trouble Mrs. Wu to show it to the old lady. "
Mother Wu's face suddenly turned ugly, as if she had swallowed a fly.
Qingbi thought of something and added: "By the way, Mother Wu, Madam has confessed that the things to be pawned do not have the mark of the Hou Mansion, nor are they pawned by people from the Hou Mansion. People outside will definitely not know about this, and there is no trace of the Hou Mansion." Face, please rest assured, old lady."
Mother Wu said with a dark face: "This matter is related to the important affairs of the Hou Mansion. I can't take it. Miss Qingbi should let the young lady take the book to report this matter to the old lady."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wu's mother turned around and left.
Qingbi proudly stuck out her tongue at Wu's mother's back.
Mother Wu returned to Anhe Hall. Mrs. Qiao was sitting in the main hall of the main hall, and Shen Shuli was sitting on the side, lowering her head and seriously embroidering shoes. The patterns on them were lively peonies.
The old lady likes peonies and hopes to wear embroidered shoes with peonies on the day of Qiao Jianghong's recovery banquet.
Mother Wu walked in with a worried look on her face and wanted to report that An Qien had become a warehouse item, but when she saw Shen Shuli was there, she refrained from saying anything first.
Mrs. Qiao saw that Mother Wu's face was wrong, and she asked Mother Wu to go to An Qien's place to see how the preparations for the recovery banquet were going.
She looked so ugly, something bad must have happened.
Mrs. Qiao took a sip of tea and asked, "How's it going over there?"
Mother Wu hesitated to speak.
Shen Shuli kept her head down while embroidering her embroidered shoes, pretending not to care about their conversation.
Mrs. Qiao: "Say."
The matter of Kang Fu's banquet was not a private matter, so Mrs. Qiao asked Mother Wu to speak directly.
Mother Wu had no choice but to tell Mrs. Qiao that An Qien had pawned the items in the warehouse.
Mrs. Qiao's face turned red with anger and she was holding her breath and couldn't come up. This strange An Qi En would play word games with her!
He actually pawned things from the mansion’s warehouse! She couldn't bear to touch her dowry.
Shen Shuli didn't expect that the Hou family was in such a state of poverty that they had to live as a thing, and she felt very uncomfortable.
A few days ago, I spent 500 taels of silver to buy a brothel girl, but now a recovery banquet has to be used as a gift!
It's true that An Qien's dowry doesn't move at all. Since she is the mistress of the Hou Mansion, this dowry naturally belongs to the Hou Mansion!
Mother Wu felt uncomfortable in her heart: "Old madam, I'm afraid the young madam's thoughts are not in the Hou Mansion anymore. Which matron would not lend a helping hand to her husband's family when they are in trouble? She would rather be the property of the Hou Mansion and her own dowry. It’s so dumb.”
Mrs. Qiao sighed angrily: "After the banquet is over, I will settle the score with her. It has been more than a year and there is no movement in her stomach. I wonder if she has any excuses."
Mother Wu added: "The Crown Prince's recovery banquet is the most important thing right now. The Young Madam and the Hou Mansion are not of the same mind. The only way is to let her give birth to her own child. I don't know what the Young Madam thinks and how she can do such a thing." ?”
When Shen Shuli heard this, she raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Qiao, who was about to speak but hesitated, deliberately acting as if she had something to say but didn't know whether she should say it or not.
Mrs. Qiao saw her like this and asked, "What do you have to say?"
Shen Shuli said it as if she had no choice but to say it: "Old madam, I have something that I don't know whether to say or not."
"What's the matter! Tell me quickly." The old lady ordered displeased.
"A few days ago, the madam personally told the slave that she could not give birth, and asked the poor concubine to work harder to give birth to a child for the prince. The poor concubine does not know whether this is true or false? I also don't know why the madam told the poor concubine such a thing."
Mrs. Qiao was startled and looked at Shen Shuli in disbelief: "She can't give birth?"
This shocking information made Mrs. Qiao feel even more uncomfortable.
"Yes, the young lady told the poor concubine herself." Shen Shuli replied firmly.
