After hearing what Duan Yunlang said, Xin You asked with a smile: "Is this what the second cousin wants to say?"
"Ah, just chatting, just chatting. Cousin, take good care of yourself. I'll come see you in two days." Duan Yunlang mumbled and walked away quickly.
Duan Yunchen waited for Duan Yunlang to come out in the yard. After walking out of Wanqing Residence, he reminded her in a low voice: "Second brother, you are old now. You should be careful when interacting with your cousin."
Duan Yunlang looked confused: "Such a big thing has happened to cousin Qing. Isn't it right for us to come to visit? How could we be so inappropriate?"
"How can I stay in my cousin's boudoir for so long?"
Duan Yunlang subconsciously retorted: "I see that every time cousin Zhu comes to stay at our house, isn't my eldest brother very close to her?"
"Second brother!"
Seeing Duan Yunchen's face darken, Duan Yunlang hurriedly said: "I know, I know, brother, pay attention in the future."
Although Duan Yunlang had always admired his elder brother who was very good at reading, at this moment he felt a little unsatisfied for his cousin.
The eldest brother clearly treats Cousin Qing and Cousin Zhu differently. Fortunately, Cousin Qing doesn't remember anything. After hearing his words today, she probably won't be jealous of her elder brother.
In Wan Qing's house, Xin You asked Xiaolian calmly: "Did you hear what the second young master said?"
Xiaolian nodded, momentarily hesitant to expose the second young master's nonsense.
Xin You hugged the soft pillow and stroked the orchids on the pillow with her fingertips: "Xiao Lian, is Miss Kou the eldest son of Xin Yue?"
The words were so sudden that Xiaolian opened her mouth and forgot to answer.
Xin You was not in a hurry to hear the answer, so she put the soft pillow behind her back and leaned on it.
"It's okay, the girl always listens to the elders -" Xiaolian paused and said calmly when she met those deep black eyes, "The girl has always kept filial piety for the master and his wife, how could she have such thoughts... It's the old lady After saying those words, the girl fell in love with the eldest young master..."
Xinyou clarified some information from Xiaolian's stumbling explanation.
No matter when Kou Qingqing started to like Duan Yunchen, she and the old lady were willing to have this marriage, but the eldest family member was not.
Was Kou Qingqing's murder caused by this marriage, the wealth of his family, or both?
"Apart from these, there is nothing special about Miss Kou and others, right?"
"It's really gone." Xiaolian said awkwardly.
"Okay, let's prepare what we discussed earlier."
At night, Xin You suddenly suffered from abdominal pain. He stayed up until daybreak and fell into a coma.
The whole Wan Qing residence was in chaos. The two little maids Jiang Shuang and Han Xue were so frightened that they cried: "Sister Xiao Lian, what should I do?"
"Hanxue, you go to the old lady -" Xiaolian turned pale and stamped her feet, "That's it, I'll go there myself, you guys take good care of the girl!"
The sky is still dark, but the morning breeze has awakened, blowing on the running little maid's face, bringing the slightest coolness.
The old lady's residence was named Ruyi Hall. The courtyard door had been opened at this time, and the maids and women began their busy day. Xiao Lian ran in like a wind, panting: "I, I want to see the old lady!"
"Sister Xiaolian, what's wrong with you?" a maid asked in surprise.
Xiaolian grabbed the maid's hand: "Our girl is sick, I want to see the old lady!"
The maid was frightened by the anxiety on Xiaolian's face and the strength in her hands, and hurriedly went to report it.
"Cousin is sick?" The elderly man woke up early. At this time, the old lady had already washed up and was drinking slowly with a glass of warm water. After hearing the report from the maid, she hurriedly let Xiaolian in.
Xiaolian knelt down in front of the old lady, her face full of tears: "Old lady, please save our girl, the girl is not good -"
"Why is the girl so bad? Wasn't she fine yesterday?" the old lady asked.
Xiaolian buried her head low: "The girl was fine during the day, but she got abdominal pain in the middle of the night. She stayed up until dawn and suddenly fell into a coma..."
"Bastard, since you started having abdominal pain in the middle of the night, why did you wait until now to report it?" The old lady asked the maid to call a doctor and walked out.
Xiaolian followed closely, crying and explaining: "The girl stopped me and refused to report it. She said she was afraid it would affect your sleep, so we would wait until dawn."
A large group of people rushed to Wan Qingju, and the old lady saw her granddaughter who looked pale and had her eyes closed.
"Qingqing——" the old lady shouted and held Xinyou's hand.
The hand was very cold, as if she felt something. She subconsciously grasped the old lady's hand tightly, and a murmur escaped from the girl's mouth: "Nanny——"
The old lady didn't hear clearly for a moment: "Qingqing, what did you say?"
"Nanny, wet nurse—" the unconscious girl called out.
The old lady looked at Xiaolian with a sullen face.
Xiaolian wiped her eyes and choked: "The girl has been shouting like this since she fell into coma..."
The old lady's expression kept changing after hearing this. When the female doctor hurriedly came to examine Xinyou, she quickly asked: "Doctor, how are you doing?"
The female doctor considered it and said: "The girl's pulse is dangerous, perhaps caused by the sudden deterioration of internal injuries. I'll give another medicine a try. If it doesn't work, the old lady should hire another famous doctor."
The old lady's face became more and more ugly. Fortunately, when Xiaolian carefully poured the prepared medicine into Xinyou's mouth, the female doctor's pulse became much smoother, but she was still awake and calling for the nanny from time to time.
Xiaolian kowtowed: "Old madam, please call Aunt Fang back. The girl may wake up when she hears Aunt Fang's voice..."
The old lady was silent for a while and nodded.
Towards evening, an inconspicuous carriage stopped at Shaoqing's Mansion, and a beautiful woman in her forties got out. There was wind under the woman's feet. She followed the woman who led the way to Wanqing Residence. She saw the girl lying on the bed kneeling and rushed towards her: "Girl, girl, please wake up. This old slave is here to see you..."
Oddly enough, the girl who closed her eyes seemed to have heard the call. Her eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, and she seemed to be struggling to wake up.
Xiaolian looked surprised: "Mother Fang, the girl heard this, please call her louder!"
Aunt Fang nodded hurriedly and shouted louder and louder.
The girl's eyes trembled and she finally opened her eyes.
"Girl!" Grandma Fang was overjoyed and held Xin You's hand hard.
Xin You blinked, and his eyes changed from blank to clear.
The old lady came forward: "Qingqing, what do you think?"
"Grandma, why are you here?" Xin You looked confused, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Grandma Fang suddenly freeze, tears falling, "Nanny, is it you?"
"It's the old slave. Miss, you still remember the old slave..."
The old lady's eyes darkened as she listened to Nanny Fang's cries.
Qingqing lost her memory, but she still remembered her wet nurse.
"Grandma——"
The old lady put on a gentle expression: "Qingqing, tell me."
The girl quickly glanced at Aunt Fang, with a timid expression: "Can you... let the nanny stay with me? For some reason, Qingqing only remembers the nanny..."
The old lady took a deep look at Nanny Fang and nodded: "Then stay."
"Thank you, madam. Thank you, madam." Grandma Fang kowtowed excitedly.
Xin You looked at Xiao Lian without leaving any trace, and slightly curved her lips.
