Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 128 Aunt Qiao Plays Another Trick

Aunt Qiao exclaimed and asked, "Who is sick?"

Song Hui hesitated for a moment, but did not reply immediately.But after thinking about it carefully, Yun Xiran's illness is not an unspeakable disease, so she replied truthfully: "Princess Xiran was caught in the wind when she was eating in the morning, and she was caught in the wind and cold, and her body was not very comfortable."

"So it's Princess Xiran..." Aunt Qiao murmured in a low voice, feeling relieved in her heart, but her face showed a bit of anxiety. "Then you go quickly, the princess's body is important, I won't stop you."

Song Hui was thinking about how to get out, but now hearing what she said, he let out a breath, smiled, and cupped his hands at Aunt Qiao, "Yes, then Song Hui will leave first."

It wasn't until the white and elegant figure disappeared on the bluestone road that the anxious look on Aunt Qiao's face faded away, and the schadenfreude in her watery eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

Zang's mother supported her body, and the two of them continued to stroll in the small garden at the back.

"Mother Zang, tell me, I had a meal this morning, and finally got wind in my stomach. Wouldn't that be a symptom of vomiting?"

Aunt Qiao reached out to pick the white spring flowers that had been stained with a little rainwater on the petals, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it lightly, as if she picked it up inadvertently.

When Mama Zang heard this, she immediately smiled and said, "Yes, the little grandson in the maidservant's house, after eating rice porridge in the morning in summer, he was so hungry that he couldn't compete with him, so he had to eat two mouthfuls of the chilled sour plum soup , and then let alone throw up, your face will turn ashen with diarrhea."

Aunt Qiao covered her lips with a low smile, and asked again: "Look, isn't that musician just now very handsome and flirtatious?"

Zang's mother was a little surprised when she heard the words. It was rare to hear those words of praise from other men from Aunt Qiao's mouth. In the past, she was always happy with her eldest son Yun Lianchen.

But... Ever since the young master left, Aunt Qiao seldom praised others.

She responded with a smile and said: "Yes, yes, that young master is really handsome!"

Aunt Qiao suddenly sighed, with a bit of sadness in her eyes. "My minister is also such an outstanding figure... No, he is even more eye-catching than this musician."

"Yes, yes, the young master is the best!" Mama Zang smiled dryly, but she was a little uncertain in her heart.

I don't quite understand what Aunt Qiao, who has been serving me since childhood, is thinking about now...

Aunt Qiao's heart ached more and more, and the pain of losing her son swept over again. She was so oppressed that she could hardly breathe, and her hatred for Yu Yun Xiran became deeper and deeper.

Aunt Qiao had already communicated with her mother's family in the capital, saying that Yun Lianchen would be allowed to train in the officialdom after the New Year's Eve, and that he would take over the position of his second uncle.

If it wasn't for Yun Xiran... his son is now a young talent in the imperial court. With the reputation of Prince Yun's Mansion and the great support from Qiao's Mansion behind him, why wouldn't he be able to make a name for himself in the officialdom?

blame her...

Aunt Qiao almost deformed the brocade handkerchief in her hand, and the hand held by Mama Zang kept tightening and tightening again and again. Mama Zang's face turned pale from the pain, but she didn't dare to hum Come.

"Cold, male favorite..." Aunt Qiao kept thinking about these two sentences as she walked.

Suddenly, her pupils lit up, and a plan came to her mind.

Aunt Qiao pinched the handkerchief to cover her red lips, leaned over and whispered something in Mama Zang's ear.

Mother Zang was stunned for a moment, and then a look of ecstasy appeared in her eyes. She repeatedly praised Aunt Qiao for being like a young girl, extremely smart, and praised Aunt Qiao so much that her eyes were smiling.

Mother Zang gave Ruyi a few words to Aunt Qiao's side, then said goodbye, hurriedly followed the direction that Song Hui left just now, and hurried to do things.

"Yun Xiran, Yun Xiran..." The smile on Aunt Qiao's lips made people chill, and there was a touch of crazy excitement in her eyes.

"See how you will escape this time!"

Duke Qiao's mansion.

Five months ago, a new Buddhist hall was built in the courtyard. Mrs. Qiao went to offer incense every day, no matter it was windy or rainy, it was as usual and never stopped.

Today is no exception.

In the Buddhist hall, the incense burner burning with sandalwood exudes fragrance, and all the servants kneel closely following the pale-haired old man in front of him.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha Ye Dotagata Ye, Dodi Yeta Amitabha..."

Mrs. Qiao knelt devoutly in front of the huge and mighty golden Buddha, muttering the sutras of transgression in her mouth.

The golden Bodhisattva looked benevolently, scanning the Buddhist hall with a majesty overlooking all living beings.

After about half a cup of tea, Mrs. Qiao finally finished reading today's scriptures, and the magpie at the side cleverly stepped forward to help her up and sit down next to her.

Mrs. Qiao sat on the soft cushion beside her, and after taking a sip of the warm tea handed over by her servants, she breathed out a sigh of relief.

"It's been going on for almost half a year, and it's time for my grandson to reach the Paradise of Bliss."

She has always liked Yun Lianchen, a clever grandson who is handsome and knows how to please her old man.

Originally, it was agreed that when he came back from traveling outside this time, he would ask Qiao Guogong to find him a valuable job in the court. Who knows what Raoshizi Hunting Festival is going to this time? It is the news that he offended the emperor's most precious princess Xiran and was sentenced to death.

She is a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, and she can't help but feel distressed.

"Madam, Miss Six has sent a letter." Magpie respectfully handed over the unopened letter.

Aunt Qiao's real name is Qiao Songzhi, and she is the sixth-ranked concubine in Duke Qiao's mansion.

It's good not to mention it, but when that woman is mentioned, Mrs. Qiao just doesn't get angry.

My little grandson would do those stupid things because of his incompetent mother who taught him badly!
How good it is to be an upright eunuch who solves the emperor's worries and problems. He has to be entangled in the dirty things in the courtyard of the big back house. In the end, he even lost his life!

Mrs. Qiao frowned, and said angrily: "After all, she is a concubine. Even if she married into the Prince Yun's Mansion, a century-old family, she is still a low-sighted, unworthy thing!"

Magpie has always known that Mrs. Qiao prefers her young grandson, but she just doesn't treat her mother well at all, especially despise her behavior style that is often petty and loses her demeanor.

Lifting her eyes and taking a peek, Mrs. Qiao's expression was still unkind, so she withdrew her hand resentfully.

The more Mrs. Qiao thought about it, the angrier she became.

Over the years, it's not that she doesn't know that she often treats Princess Xi Ran badly to the emperor's own princess, but after all, she is also a legitimate daughter in name. The official wife of Prince Yun's mansion has passed away for many years, and Qiao Songzhi can be regarded as half a daughter in the mansion. Owner.

Even if she doesn't like the child who is not her own, at least she still has the title of prostitute daughter, so she has to show face, right?
But she is fine, there are so many rumors circulating in the capital, how many of them were released by her personally?

Now that the retribution has come, instead of harming herself, she killed her beloved young grandson!
"Bring it here!" Although Mrs. Qiao was angry because she was angry, she knew in her heart that if there was no important matter, the person who had been married to Prince Yun's mansion for many years would not write back.

After opening the envelope and looking at it carefully, even Mrs. Qiao, who has always seen the big world, couldn't help being stunned.

she……

She actually wants to do this? !

The gold in the magpie's pocket was still heavy, and he could feel the weight when he walked.Taking people's money and doing things for others, Magpie thought about his arguments, then leaned over and whispered a few words softly in Mrs. Qiao's ear.

I saw Mrs. Qiao's complexion changing from white to blue, from green to black, the changing expressions on her face were wonderful, and the waves and clouds in those somewhat cloudy eyes were constantly changing.

She gritted her teeth and threw the letter viciously on the ground.

"Do it! Just do what she says!"

Mrs. Qiao almost roared angrily.

"Yes, servant girl is going now." The magpie shrank back in "fear" and quickly left the Buddhist hall.

From the moment she turned around, the panic on her face instantly turned into the triumph of her scheme.

"Princess, the doctor is here." Huan'er lifted up the layers of powder gauze curtains on the bed, tied the golden glazed railings on top, and called softly to the person on the bed.

The person huddled inside the brocade quilt didn't even show his head, he wrapped himself into a ball and huddled in a corner of the bed.

The muffled voice came out through the brocade quilt.

"I want to sleep... You can ask him to prescribe some medicine to dispel the cold so you can leave."

It's just that she was caught in the wind and cold when she got up early, and now Yun Xiran has run to the hut several times, her legs are so weak that she doesn't want to move, her eyes are tightly closed, and she feels sleepy.

When Huan'er heard this, she became anxious. "Princess, it's better to get up and take a look, your complexion is not very good in the morning."

After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear any response from the man.

Huan'er bravely moved closer, and heard the soft, shallow, lingering and orderly breathing.

In desperation, he had no choice but to put down the curtain again, and walked out lightly.

With a guilty expression on her face, Huan'er explained the whole story to the doctor who had been waiting outside Changning Pavilion for a long time. The doctor smiled nonchalantly, picked up a pen and ink to write the prescription on the spot, and handed it to Huan'er.

"Girl, this medicine needs to be boiled into a thick soup, and you should drink it hot three times a day, then you will be cured."

Huan'er responded repeatedly, and ordered the servants in the yard to send him out.

The young man led the doctor out, and just as he was about to leave the backyard gate of Prince Yun's mansion, he ran into Xiao Jiao who had just returned from the palace.

"Miss Xiao." The young man greeted him hurriedly.

Xiao Jiao waved his hand, and saw the middle-aged man standing beside the servant, his face was very strange.

His cold eyes narrowed, and he asked, "Who is this?"

The servant reported the truth, Xiao Jiao nodded, and turned to make way for them.

"Please."

The doctor quickly said, "Don't dare not dare".

When the two of them walked through the carved corridor, Xiao Jiao suddenly thought of something, turned around and walked back in a hurry, just in time to catch the doctor's back when he left.

Seeing this, she was suddenly startled.

This doctor's footsteps...

The volley is not sloppy, sonorous and powerful.

Is a trainer? !

(End of this chapter)