Jiang Ying was really worried. After all, the fourth master's safety was directly related to the future of a childless concubine like her.
Even if the fourth master successfully ascended the throne in history, he died suddenly. It is not known whether he had any cardiovascular disease or whether his current ailment would have any impact.
Jiang Ying gave herself a lot of reasons in her heart, and finally convinced herself that it was right to worry about the Fourth Master. She caught up with the two people in front of her and said with a smile: "Miss Huaying, Miss Qianhong, why are you sick? How are you doing now?" Already?"
The two stopped, turned around and saluted symbolically: "Jiang Gege."
Hua Ying is from Xiu Fujin's side. Because Xiu Fujin wants to win over Jiang, his attitude towards her is quite good: "Yes, I heard that I couldn't go to court today because of the cold."
Even the ants in the Fourth Master's house know how hardworking the Fourth Master is. He must be seriously ill if he can't even go to court.
Seeing the worry on her face, Qianhong sneered and said: "Jiang Gege, you can live your life peacefully while I'm sick. How can I have Fujin to take care of me? You, a third-rate concubine, won't go forward."
A third-rate concubine?
Damn it, the people around Si Fujin are really not easy to mess with.
Huaying glanced at Qianhong, and her side Fujin was right. Fujin seemed to have become stupid since giving birth to the child.
Hua Ying smiled and broke the awkward atmosphere: "Jiang Gege was worried that Fourth Master wouldn't even ask, so we have something else to do, so we should leave first."
Regardless of Qian Hong, she took the white porcelain in her hand and left.
It seemed that without the outsider, Qian Hong became even more unscrupulous. She rolled her eyes at Jiang Ying and said, "You are a despicable concubine. How can I have any money relationship with you?"
Jiang Ying: I can't bear it anymore, so I have no choice but to continue to endure it.
I just regard my current status as a profession. No matter how small an employee is, he or she cares about the boss, right?
When we arrived at the main courtyard, Fujin had not yet arrived in the flower hall where he was waiting for greetings. The Yin family, Qian family, Ma family, and Liu family in the backyard were already there. Jiang Ying, the Jiang family, walked into the courtyard with the other two foreigners, Su family and Xiao Li family. .
There are currently fashionable flowers in the flower hall. Three lush pots are placed on the tables on both sides. There is a faint floral fragrance floating in the air.
Jiang Ying sat down, and Mrs. Liu came over and sat next to her and asked in a low voice: "Sister, did you know that I am sick?"
Jiang Ying looked at the apple-faced Mrs. Liu and nodded: "I heard about it on the way here. What's the matter?"
Mrs. Liu whispered: "I don't know if Fujin will allow us to take care of my illness."
Taking care of the men when they are sick is the best opportunity to show their tenderness, but I am afraid Fujin will not give them this opportunity.
Jiang Ying said: "I don't know. Otherwise, you can ask Fujin when she comes."
Liu Mingzhu choked, and there was a glint in her eyes. She quickly lowered her eyes and said, "It's not like you don't know. I'm not favored at all. I'm afraid I don't even remember who I am."
Jiang Ying: "Then why do you care about taking care of me?"
What she said was true. If the current Fourth Master had no contact with her, she would not even think of going to see how he was doing now.
Therefore, she didn't understand why Liu's face looked so exciting after she said this sentence.
"Be quiet," the speaker was an ancient woman sitting at the head. She was wearing a rust-red dark toga and a black horse-faced skirt.
This is Song Gege, whom Jiang Ying met when he came to pay his respects these days. When he went back and asked Xiao Caizi to inquire, he found out that Song was one of the first women to follow the Fourth Master.
She and Mrs. Li were the bedside attendants prepared by Concubine De for the fourth master before he got married.
The Li family was beautiful and generous, and quickly became favored. Although the Song family was good-looking, they heard that she was dull and never competed for favors, so she and the Li family came into the house together. The Li family also gave birth to a son and a daughter. He only gave birth to one daughter.
Moreover, Xiao Caizi said that Song Gege's daughter died on the day she was born. From then on, she became like this, eating fast and chanting Buddha every day, and didn't care about anything.
As soon as she opened her mouth, all the independent little girls fell silent.
Jiang Ying glanced at her twice. After saying that sentence, Song Gege lowered his eyes again, like a wooden person without a soul.
Jiang Ying suddenly shuddered, really afraid that one day she would become a woman like Mrs. Song.
"Fujin is here."
At this moment, a little maid came in through the bamboo curtain and said something.
Si Fujin looked haggard. After coming in, he sat down at the main seat. Looking at the colorful women below, he felt more eyesore than ever.
Obviously this time is the best time to gain her favor.
In the middle of the night, she heard about the fourth master's illness, and despite the darkness, she got up. She only showed her face and was kicked out. She also ordered the women to attend to the illness at dawn.
Lin Lanlan paid close attention to Jiang Ying, and then said to Mrs. Song: "I have caught a cold. From now on, you should be more careful and take the people below to take turns to take care of me."
Mrs. Song didn't expect this arrangement, looked up at Fujin, stood up and said yes.
Lin Lanlan added: "Ms. Jiang, I saw that the handwriting on the prayer scripture you copied last time was good. I will take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone back later to copy the prayer scripture for me to pray for."
Jiang Ying really wanted to say, should I pray for blessings even if I have a cold?
But seeing the look in Fujin's eyes, she wisely said nothing, stood up and bowed her head to give him a blessing as a sign of agreement.
After the greetings were over, Mrs. Song took Mrs. Yin to attend to the Fourth Master, while Fujin went to deal with the affairs of the house, and the others dispersed one by one.
Ke Qi followed Jiang Ying with pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hands. When no one else could be seen, he complained softly: "Master, why do you think that Fujin is deliberately targeting you?"
Jiang Ying brushed the flower branches on the roadside. The fan in his hand could no longer block the bright sun in the sky. He smiled and said, "You are not wrong. She is targeting me."
However, the strange thing is that the Yin family was once more favored than the original person, and this Fujin was not seen targeting the Yin family.
From the main courtyard to the remote courtyard where she lived, Jiang Ying broke out in sweat and called Xiao Caizi: "Hurry and prepare warm water for me."
After taking a shower and changing clothes, I felt cooler.
Jiang Ying sat under the shade of the tree beside the bed. Keqi brought a plate of golden honeydew melon over. She quickly picked up a piece and ate it. It was sweet and refreshing. It was very refreshing after being immersed in ice water.
Jiang Ying couldn't help but eat one piece after another, "Where did this come from?"
Keqi smiled and said, "Eunuch Su sent someone to send it. Master, do you know what it is? It's a tribute of melons from the northwest. The emperor specially rewarded me when he learned that I was sick. There are only a few in total."
Thinking of the sick fourth master, Jiang Ying was not in the mood to eat, so he asked Ke Qi to take it down and eat it with Xiao Caizi.
Looking at the yellowed scripture in front of her, although she didn't believe it, she copied two lines, but she gave up because she couldn't see her handwriting.
The reason why Fujin praised her handwriting was not because she had copied the scriptures obediently last time. The fourth master had nothing to do here and copied the scriptures by himself.
Thinking of the fourth master who was drawing strokes while copying scriptures and showing infinite patience in his eyebrows, Jiang Ying raised his head and looked out the window.
Alas, it must be hard to be sick in the summer.
She pushed the scripture aside, rested her chin on her arms, leaned on the table, and opened the tablet.
Jiang Ying has watched all the TV series she can watch these days. She opened her tablet and browsed various products on the shopping platform. By the time she realized what she was doing, she had already added several anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing cold products to her shopping cart. cigarette.
Jiang Ying patted her forehead, and suddenly noticed that the small green cart marked with shopping lights up. She quickly poked it, more than a dozen times, and the page showed a successful payment of 30.63 yuan.
Her temples hurt, but she only bought two versions of Lotus Capsules.
When I visited other shopping platforms, I didn’t pick up the little green cart a second time. On the other hand, the shopping carts of several major shopping platforms on Jiang Ying’s tablet contained a lot of medicines.
She added fever and cold medicine, cough medicine, gastrointestinal medicine, and even eye-protecting lutein to her shopping cart.
The whole morning passed like this. The food was delivered on time from the small kitchen. Jiang Ying wanted to see the fourth master even more. Considering that the fourth master still remembered to feed her while he was ill, Jiang Ying put the four dishes on the table. Eat two bowls of rice and vegetables
