The peasant lady of the portable space

Chapter 42 Schadenfreude
On the big carved bed in the Bamboo Leaf Pavilion lay a young man who looked like a gossamer, and next to him was his personal servant Ji Xiang who was fidgeting.

"My lord, hey, why are you sick at this time? Tomorrow will be your day of great joy." Ji Xiang looked down at Duanmu Ningfeng's pale face on the bed, and said worriedly.

"Ningfeng, Ningfeng, do you want it?" Mrs. Duanmu, Qiao Hui, rushed over anxiously with the help of her maid, her charming face was full of burnt color.

"Go and report to the master, go and ask the doctor! Go, go, what are you doing here?" Qiao Hui saw that her son was fine yesterday, why did her face suddenly become so pale today, and she was still Whole body trembling, lips turning blue?
"Oh, sister, what's the matter?" Wearing a pink satin tulle gown with narrow sleeves and pipa lapels, the hem is embroidered with daffodils, and the goose yellow waistcoat is matched with a circle of white fox fur. She has a slim figure and looks no more than 25 At this age, she is also anxiously rushing over with the support of the maids, but there is an incomparably sad and gloating smile in her lowered eyes.

"Liu Ruyan, what are you doing here? Do you want to see our Ningfeng's joke?" Qiao Hui saw the fourth concubine Liu Ruyan suddenly appearing in the Bamboo Leaf Pavilion. scolded.

The fourth aunt smiled too delicately, "How can this be possible? Ruyan thought that she is pregnant now, isn't this a happy event, and she came here specially to help the weak eldest son get rid of his bad luck! Sister, you Such an attitude, the master saw it, and thought that Ruyan didn’t understand etiquette, or did my sister have a problem with me as a pregnant woman?" Obviously, the fourth aunt came to Zhuye Pavilion to watch the fun, and came to make fun of the eldest lady Qiao Huisheng She gave birth to a frail and sickly son, who actually fell ill the day before the wedding.

"Liu Ruyan, this is not the place you should come!" Qiao Hui is the wife of the wife, and when she saw the charming face of the fourth concubine, she became angry for no reason, but she was well-bred, so she just With a cold smile, he reprimanded.

Duanmu Ningfeng only felt that her body was in pain, tossing and turning in pain, so naturally she didn't have the energy to pay attention to what her mother and aunt were talking about.

Then Qiao Hui didn't pay attention to Liu Ruyan anymore, just looked anxiously towards the direction of the door, from time to time, she would look at Duanmu Ningfeng's pale face, and raised her well-maintained white hands to caress Duanmu Ningfeng's face , and said words such as "Buddha bless!", it can be described as sitting on pins and needles, restless.

"Sister, does Ningfeng want him?" A gentle female voice with a hint of concern came from the door clearly. The person who came was Duanmu Ningyun's mother, Qiao Yun, who was also Qiao Hui's direct sister. When Qiao Hui married into the Duanmu family, she was infertile for a long time. Duanmu Cang obeyed her parents' wishes and took Qiao Hui's younger sister, Qiao Jun, as a concubine with Qiao Hui's acquiescence. Later, the two sisters were pregnant at the same time. Qiao Yun gave birth to the eldest son Duanmu Ningfeng, but because Qiao Yun was a concubine, Duanmu Ningyun was raised by Qiao Hui all the time. After growing up, Duanmu Ningyun called Qiao Hui her mother and Qiao Yun her second concubine.

Qiao Yun is the kind of woman who is very neatly dressed. She wears a moon-white long dress with embroidered cloud pattern. She has delicate features, but her temperament is like orchid, like pear blossoms with dew. He is about forty years old.

It stands to reason that the second aunt shouldn't call the eldest son's name, but since Qiao Yun is Duanmu Ningfeng's aunt, it's only logical that they should be called.

"Sister Yun, Ningfeng has fallen ill again. Hey, it's his big wedding day tomorrow, what should I do?" Qiao Hui looked anxious, her hands trembling as she twisted the brocade handkerchief. .

"Sister, look, do you want to discuss with the master to postpone the wedding, but I don't know if the woman will agree?" Qiao Jun frowned and suggested.

"Oh, if the wedding date is postponed, how can you be happy?" Fourth Aunt Liu Ruyan covered her mouth and giggled.

"Why are you laughing?" Qiao Hui reprimanded Liu Ruyan again in displeasure.

"Why are they all here?" It was Duanmu Cang who was walking with tiger steps. He was wearing a light black brocade robe, wrapping his tall and burly figure. His majestic eyes showed anxiety and surprise. He was about 45 years old, and his eyes were piercing. There is a god, and the heroic spirit is compelling.

"Master, you are here, woo woo, the eldest son actually fell ill the night before the wedding, what should we do? woo woo!" Seeing Duanmu Cang come in, Liu Ruyan pinched him quickly Putting her thighs, and soon, the eyes were filled with mist, and she immediately started to sing and cry.

"Ruyan, don't cry, you are a healthy person, what are you doing here in the Bamboo Leaf Pavilion? Why don't you go back to your Ruyan Pavilion soon?" Duanmu Cang heard that his eldest son had a sudden illness, he just returned home, Gu I rushed to Zhuye Pavilion without eating.

It's just that he saw Liu Ruyan, who was pregnant, staying in Ruyan Pavilion to protect her baby, but came here to join in the fun. Although he was angry, but because she was pregnant, he didn't say anything, but told Liu Ruyan to take care of her. The girl next to Ruyan helped Liu Ruyan back to Ruyan Pavilion.

"Yes, master, Ruyan will leave." Liu Ruyan bowed slightly and gave a salute, her eyes drooping and the corners of her lips curled up. Anyway, it's fine when the courtesy is up, and people won't be able to catch her fault in the future. She's not like the third aunt. A stupid woman, who refuses to bow her head to life and death, knows that she is going on a foolish rampage, always making trouble with the eldest lady Qiao Hui.

"Well, be careful." Duanmu Cang waved his hand, signaling Liu Ruyan to leave quickly.

"Master, look at our child, Ningfeng, who is really unlucky. He will get married tomorrow, but he is ill at this time. It's really worrying!" Qiao Hui looked down at her son's pale face, her eyes She closed her eyes in pain, and when she opened her eyes again, tears fell down like pearls off the thread.

"If it really doesn't work, then postpone the wedding!" Duanmu Cang raised his eyebrows and looked at his son who was moaning in pain, and sighed.

"Master, how can this be done? This is a good day chosen by Mr. Feng Shui for Ning Feng, and we can change our luck!" Qiao Hui's face froze, and she immediately objected.

"Master, look, it's Dr. Chen coming." Qiao Yun saw Dr. Chen walking quickly to the bamboo leaf pavilion with Jixiang's support, so she said.

(End of this chapter)