Dong Gong Mei

Mother Song was the only person in the entire mansion who cared about Xu Yunjiao's life and death.

"Miss San!" Seeing Zhao Xiwei's delay in making a statement, her tears fell again: "I watched the eldest lady grow up... I will kowtow to you, please, save her this time..."

After finishing speaking, he immediately touched the ground with his forehead and slammed it heavily on the bluestone brick.

"Oh! This is impossible!" Jinxiu hurriedly went to support her, "Why don't you go back to the eldest princess's mansion and let the people from the princess' mansion enter the palace quietly. If the eldest princess gets the letter, she must go to our mansion here."

If something happens to a woman and her husband is unreliable, her natal family is the last resort.

But Song's mother cried even harder: "It's hard to put out the fire in the far water. After going back and forth like this, I'm afraid two hours have passed."

"Then what should I do?" Jinxiu was in trouble, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Xiwei.

Zhao Xiwei stood quietly in the corridor, with a kind of indifference of staying out of things.

Jinxiu was astute, and immediately said: "Mom, don't be too anxious, the eldest lady has auspiciousness, and she will definitely get through this difficult time."

He took the lantern again, and went to take Mama Song's hand in person: "It's getting late, mom, let's go back earlier, it's just rained, and the road is slippery, I'll show you the way."

Mother Song's expression changed drastically.

She suddenly grabbed Jinxiu's hand: "Ma'am, she's still bleeding, please do me a favor and persuade Miss San to come up with an idea!"

"Mother Song is also in a hurry!" Jinxiu put her hand away without showing any trace, "Master Xiang is not at home, and the old lady is the highest authority in the mansion. Since she has made the decision, she has her own reasons. How could it be us Miss can intervene at will?"

He said again: "It's not that you don't know that the eldest lady has always been wary of our young lady. Even food and clothing on weekdays, she would not pass through our young lady's hands. How can she be willing to devote herself to a matter of life at this moment?" trust?"

"No, no." Mother Song assured repeatedly, "If Miss San helps out, it will be a life-saving grace. It's too late for Da Furen to be grateful, so how can she be suspicious?"

"You put it lightly." Jinxiu smiled, her expression condensed: "Your Majesty's dragon body is not healthy, who can invite the imperial doctor outside the palace? Can the Prime Minister? Can the Eldest Princess? Why should our young lady make such a move! "

Mother Song has a very high status in the mansion, she has never been refuted like this before, she blushed immediately, and said in a daze: "Then, what should I do, what should I do?"

She muttered a few words to herself, then suddenly "plopped" and knelt down at Zhao Xiwei's feet again: "Miss San!"

Zhao Xi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Old slave, I beg you to invite Doctor Liu!"

Zhao Xiwei was quite surprised: "Isn't Dr. Liu available for visits at any time?"

Why does this require her to come forward?

Seeing that she was willing to talk to her, Mother Song's eyes lit up, as if grasping a glimmer of hope, she said eagerly: "We have already sent someone to Jishitang, but Dr. Liu said that he can't keep the mother and child safe, so let's invite Gao Ming ..."

Mother Song wiped away her tears, "Ma'am, this is a young son... this is the son of the Prime Minister's family..."

Zhao Xiwei: "..."

Liu Jishan is a grassroots man, if Xu Yunjiao is cured to death, can the eldest princess let him go?

Mother Song is still begging persistently: "...she was watched by me since she was a child...how can I be willing...how can I be willing? Miss San, if you can keep it, you have to try it anyway...you say Yes or no?"

There were no tears on her face, but the sadness became more profound: "Miss San, you are also a daughter's family, and you are going to have children. If it is your child, you must not bear it, right?"

Zhao Xiwei's heart suddenly shrank into a ball.

her child...

"Mother Song!" Jinxiu yelled in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about! The eldest lady is in danger, and you are not around to wait on her, so what are you doing to pester our young lady!"

Yin Bao and the others also glared at each other: "Mother Song, if you don't leave, don't blame us for being rude!"

But Song's mother didn't seem to hear, she just looked at Zhao Xiwei, her eyes were a little absent-minded.

"You!" Yin Bao was impatient, and rolled up his sleeves without saying a word.

"Mother Song!" Afraid of causing trouble, Jinxiu grabbed her hand first, but turned her gaze to Zhao Xiwei.

Zhao Xi slightly nodded his head.

A few servant girls understood and were about to reach out their hands——

"No need..." Mother Song smiled miserably, she straightened up on her own, and then turned around mechanically.

It was completely dark, and the lantern she was carrying when she came fell on the bluestone brick alone, and she didn't want to pick it up.

He only dragged his heavy steps and walked slowly towards the courtyard gate.

When one foot stepped over the threshold, she stopped suddenly again, and in a low, inaudible voice, she said softly: "That day when Pei Cai was hired to assassinate you, Miss San, when you were unconscious, Da Furen...she I wish you a blessed night."

She turned her head halfway, with an apologetic and desolate tone, and said: "The eldest lady has a strong nature and never bows her head, but her heart is really very soft..."

Zhao Xiwei didn't answer.

She didn't need Zhao Xiwei's answer, she just finished this sentence and left in a daze.

……

Zhao Xiwei stood in the corridor and slowly raised his head.

The silver moon is like a hook, hanging far away from the sky.

The moonlight sprinkled from the courtyard, reflecting the clear light of the courtyard.

The courtyard wall is covered with rose vines. The wind and rain came suddenly last night, causing the flowers and leaves to turn over, sprinkle one after another, and fall pink and white on the ground.

And the same scene, when it comes to Jingxiu Garden, there is no such beauty.

The plantain is fresh green, and the crabapple is light red, covering the pink and white wall, casting layers of shadows.

Inside the closed doors and windows, candles were flickering, and figures were chaotic, accompanied by intermittent cries, mixed with panic-stricken calls——

"Madam! Madam!"

"Don't cry, hold on, save some energy..."

In addition, there is actually a faint voice of reprimand——

"You, you! Tell me what you are good at!! Tell me, what does this sound like..."

Zhao Xiwei walked to the vestibule, heard such a sentence for no reason, and stopped subconsciously.

Listening carefully, I heard another voice in the room: "You are in your thirties, and you just passed through the door. As for wanting to fight for this tone? Xuan'er is the same, you play nonsense, he is a handsome man, it doesn't matter at all Come along with you!"

Zhao Xiwei frowned upon hearing this.

When is this, and why are you talking about these great principles?

She raised her head slightly, signaling for Jinxiu to lift the curtain.

When entering the house, the old lady was scooping up the ginseng soup, and while feeding it to Xu Yunjiao's mouth, she gritted her teeth and reprimanded: "...When you just passed the door before, I meant this, and I want to take him in. Knowing that I just mentioned it, you insisted on arguing with him all night—"

Halfway through the conversation, I suddenly noticed something different, and suddenly raised my head: "Miss Wei!" After the shock, there was a bit of relief on his face: "You are here!"

The third lady and the second sister Pei came up to meet her, one called "Miss Wei", and the other softly called "Prince Master".

Then Qi Qi ordered the left and right: "What are you still doing?"

All the servants were depressed for a long time, when they saw Zhao Xiwei, they immediately seemed to see a savior, busy moving chairs and pouring tea, they couldn't be more attentive.

"Miss San, please sit down!"

"Miss San, please drink tea."

"Yeah." Zhao Xiwei took the tea calmly, but didn't drink it, just put it on the desk, and then turned his eyes to the bedside.

Although she was already mentally prepared, she was still taken aback when she saw Xu Yunjiao.