The farce ends, Shu Qingyao and Wu Ling return to Ruolan Courtyard.
When he was about to go up the steps, Wu Ling turned around and walked to the maid's room on the side. Shu Qing, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed her collar and asked, "Where are you going?"
Wu Ling felt guilty: "Miss, this slave is going to sleep, sleep..."
"No more medicine?"
"It needs to be wiped, it needs to be wiped."
"Then come in and I'll wipe it for you."
Wu Ling couldn't help but tell her, Shu Qingyao pulled her to the room, closed the door and bolted it.
Under the candlelight, Shu Qingyao's face looked far uglier than outside.
"Tell me what Wei Jinmo asked you to do."
There is no good person in the Wei family. Although Wei Jinmo is not old, he is not incapable of doing any bad things.
She still remembers that there used to be a pretty palace maid who stayed with her concubine. She was a bit smart like Wu Ling, but she had never seen the world and could be easily coaxed.
But just when the concubine was diagnosed by the imperial doctor as being pregnant, rumors suddenly began to spread in the palace about the filthy story between the palace maid and an eunuch. Emperor Xi of the Ming Dynasty was furious and immediately ordered her to be strangled to death, and then threw her to a mass grave to be eaten by wild dogs.
But no one held the eunuch accountable...
Wuling lowered his head, bit his lip, and hesitated: "Miss, why are you so cruel? He asked the slaves to climb trees and dig out bird's nests..."
Shu Qingyao was stunned.
Wu Ling continued: "When I came to find you, those three guys were betting on egg guessing. The servants at home were busy these two days and had no time to pay attention to them, so they found my slave. On a tree next to Qianli Pond There are fifteen bird's nests, and they guess the total number, and then ask the slaves to dig it out, and the one with the closest number wins."
Shu Qingyao:......
"that is it?"
"Yes," Wu Ling was puzzled, "otherwise, what would Miss think it was?"
She breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Wu Ling, rolled up her sleeves again, and prepared to help her apply the medicine: "Wei Jinmo's three are not fuel-efficient lamps, so I'd better pay less attention to them in the future. As for me, the Wei family is currently You won’t touch me, so don’t panic.”
Wu Ling nodded: "This slave will remember it."
*
Early the next morning, the news about Wei Xingzhi's big fuss last night reached Mrs. Wei's ears.
Mrs. Wei couldn't get rid of her anger, and a big bubble formed at the corner of her mouth. Grandma Li quickly asked a doctor to check her pulse.
It happened that Wei Zheng and Wei Lin came to greet the old lady. Seeing this, they sat outside and waited.
Mrs. Wei Zheng picked up the tea cup and took a sip. She said, "The tea here is good, moist and fragrant, with endless aftertaste. Even if I drink it every day, I still can't get enough."
The wind swept through Wei Lin's eyes, and he looked unhappy. Remembering the "interesting story" he heard from the maid Chu Qing, he rolled his eyes and put down the teacup with a smile.
"Sister, you have been restless this morning. Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Wei Lin curled her fingers gently: "Sister, why do you ask questions when you know everything?"
Wei Zheng's eyes widened: "Hey, sister, I care about you well, how can you say such things? When the maids spread rumors this morning, I stopped them."
"Then I have to thank sister." Wei Lin said calmly.
Mrs. Wei Zheng was asking for trouble and said flatly: "I just thought I was meddling in other people's business. I thought I would give you a fair word after I figured it out. Now look, there's no need for that."
Wei Lin sneered inwardly.
justice?
When something happens to the second room, isn't it her, Mrs. Wei Zheng, who is the first to make trouble?
Even though Wei Xingzhi was a bastard and deserved to be disabled, the eldest brother still took care of family ties and came to greet him a few times despite his busy schedule. Not to mention the third brother who was always at home, stepped forward when needed and never complained.
Only Mrs. Wei Zheng has three good sons she raised, but each one is inferior to the other. He would come to Ningguang Hall from time to time, obviously caring, but actually laughing at him. It's not that she doesn't understand, it's just that she's not in the mood to care.
The curtain moved, and Grandma Li came out accompanied by the doctor.
"Just eat something to relieve the fire. Of course, the most important thing is to keep your mood smooth." The doctor ordered.
Aunt Li nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the doctor was about to walk out the door, Ms. Wei Zheng suddenly said: "Doctor, please stay here. My sister is feeling a little unwell. Could you please check on her."
Wei Lin frowned in displeasure.
But because I was in front of others, I could only adapt: "Excuse me, doctor."
The doctor nodded and walked over, sat on a stool and stretched out his fingers to feel for his pulse.
After a while, he withdrew his hand.
He stood up, cupped his fists at Mr. Wei Lin, and said loudly: "Congratulations, Madam, you are very happy!"
