Lady Zhao

Chapter 93

The old lady's illness is due to anger. If she had been more careful at the time, she could have found something wrong with Zhao Hongshi, and her little grandson might not have to suffer this kind of pain. Thinking of this, she got into a corner, groaning with chest tightness and shortness of breath. No matter which room or which child asked to see, Mama Yang was asked to go back, saying that she wanted to be alone.

Zhao Hongshi has been sticking around in the courtyard of Mingxuyuan since the old lady's illness, as if pleading guilty, and Leng has been with him all day.Since the fourth master turned around that day and revealed the truth, everyone understood Leng's painstaking efforts to protect the fourth master. The fourth lady, who had an excellent reputation, was even more respected by everyone.

Zhao Yuanli, who was in the know, was worried about the situation in front of him. He didn't expect this old story to be revealed. Not willing to listen to their own, but also helpless.

On the contrary, Zhao Wenwan was the one who saw the most clearly, and asked Zhao Yuanli to concentrate on preparing for the exam. The reason is that his grandmother was there to take care of him. Although he couldn't see him, he could know the situation through Yang's mother. Let Yang's mother send a message to explain it, just wait for the old lady to figure it out by herself.

As for the fourth uncle, Zhao Wenwan couldn't tell what kind of mentality she had. If she just used a young, impulsive and ignorant sentence to expose it, she would not be able to accept it. However, seeing him like this, I am afraid that it is suffering in her heart, and she feels pitiful, and a little I understand the big brother's intention that he doesn't intend to pursue it even if he knows about it.

In early spring and March, the peach blossom tree transplanted by Zhao Wenwan earlier, the branches were full of peach red, burning brightly, the spring breeze was slightly warm, and the fragrance was wafting up and down, Zhao Wenwan finally didn’t have to wrap it into a ball. Ruyi, a smoky purple gauze skirt, silk sash around the waist, showing a slender waist, lazily leaning on the beauty chair, squinting her long and narrow eyes to stare at the peach tree outside the window, revealing a trace of lazy charm inadvertently.

Baochan came in with lunch and saw such a scene, she unconsciously slowed down her steps, put the things on the table as if afraid of being disturbed, and listened to the picturesque beauty speak thoughtfully.

"When the peach blossoms fall, they should bear fruit. They need to grow taller and have more water."

In an instant, the beautiful painting style was disturbed until there was no residue left, Baochan was choked with old blood, and felt that it was too naive to think that the young lady would speak well!

Zhao Wenwan sniffed the scent of limes in the air, turned around and saw Baochan twitching the corner of her mouth, and made another stab, "Ask someone who can take care of flowers and plants to take a good look at it, so it doesn't grow bad."

"……it is good."

On the table, the fat and tender roast goose with sauce color is neatly stacked on the plate, the smooth and tender tofu stewed with chicken and shiitake mushrooms, and the last dish is particularly delicate, 'Linglong peony bream', the fish fillets are arranged in a peony shape and steamed. It is as red as a peony when it first blooms, making people drool.

Not long after lunch, Xueyan came in from outside with a message, a servant from the Feng family sent a message, saying that Feng Qingwu, daughter of the Feng family, invited Miss Zhao to visit the lake, and they were waiting outside for a reply.

Zhao Wenwan felt a little embarrassed when someone came back to visit her because she had typhoid fever, and then used her as an excuse to go out to investigate after she recovered, so she agreed.

The post sent by the servant wrote about Yingyue Lake, saying it was a tour of the lake. When Zhao Wenwan arrived, he only looked at the exquisitely painted boats docked by the shore. When he got off the carriage, a servant who called himself Feng's residence bowed to greet him and led him to the lake. Then Zhao Wenwan boarded the boat.

Carved balusters and jade pillars, the sound of brushing wood and water.Feng Qingwu leaned against the railing of the painting with a cold posture, and smiled when he heard the movement, "Miss Zhao."

"Miss Feng." Zhao Wenwan also responded with a smile, raising his eyebrows slightly when he saw the man walking down the stairs on the second floor. It wasn't much of a surprise, and he had already guessed it before coming here.

Fang Zimo was dressed in a sky-blue brocade robe, embroidered with dark patterns of cold plum blossoms, and a white jade brocade belt wrapped around his waist, with only a jasper orchid flower pendant hanging down. The warm sun, the profile of the caged face, is clearly visible.

"Miss Zhao." Fang Zimo also greeted out loud.

As if afraid of Zhao Wenwan's embarrassment, Feng Qingwu said with a slight smile, "I've been in the capital not long ago, and I don't know where the fun is, so I asked my cousin to come with me, Miss Zhao, don't you mind?"

"With General Fang around, Wen Wan just feels more at ease, who would mind." On the contrary, Zhao Wenwan said generously.

Fang Zimo's eyes fell on Zhao Wenwan involuntarily since he appeared. His eyebrows were like green feathers, his muscles were like white snow, and he was as charming as a spring peach in March. Perhaps he was infected by her attitude, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

"That's all right, don't just stand there, this snack is a specialty in our hometown, Miss Zhao, do you like it?" Feng Qingwu looked at the two of them, with dim light in his eyes, and said after pulling him to sit down.

Zhao Wenwan also admired the face, and the kung fu painting boat they were chatting with sailed away from the shore, drifting with the current, accompanied by the breeze, and had a panoramic view of the scenery on both sides of the strait.

After walking for a while, Feng Qingwu's face turned pale, and finally he covered his lips with a veil and vomited as if he couldn't bear it, which made people look worried.

"I didn't expect that I overestimated myself. I thought I wouldn't get seasick." Feng Qingwu explained after a while.

Fang Zimo looked at people like this, frowned, looked at a distance from the shore and said, "I'll take you back."

"Don't." Feng Qingwu tugged on Fang Zimo's sleeve, showing a hint of urgency, but the two caring people didn't pay attention. "It's rare to come out to play, don't let me put you off, I'll just go up there and rest for a while. Cousin, Miss Zhao will trouble you to entertain me."

Zhao Wenwan originally wanted to agree with Fang Zimo's idea of ​​going back first, but under Feng Qingwu's insistence, she had to agree to stay, and seeing that the maid next to her was clever, she gave a few more instructions, and if she couldn't do it, she would go back first, and then watched the little girl off. The maid helped Feng Qingwu up to the second floor of the boat.

After the people left, the atmosphere froze for a moment because of Fang Zimo's inarticulateness. Fang Zimo noticed it and took the initiative to fill Zhao Wenwan's teacup.As soon as Zhao Wenwan smelled it, he knew it was the taste he was used to, and it fell on Fang Zimo's serious side face, hiding the fluttering emotions.

"A few days ago, because Wen Wan accidentally sent something by mistake, did it cause Mr. Fang trouble?" Zhao Wenwan noticed later, and learned that He Jingyuan had gone to find Fang Zimo once, and the two seemed to have fought each other. This made her very sorry.

Fang Zimo understood what she was talking about when he heard the words, and the corner of his mouth was slightly pulled, with a hint of joy in his expression.Although what He Jingyuan said when he found it was likely to be a misunderstanding, it made him happy for a long time, "Brother Jingyuan is a man of temperament, it's okay to do nothing, it's just a matter of feelings, it's better to make it clear, Miss Zhao did it... ...Quite right."

Zhao Wenwan looked at the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that he had misunderstood again and again. He was about to remind him politely when he heard someone call his name. Feng Yuxiu was standing on the bow of another small painting boat, and when Yue Mo found himself looking at him, he waved his hands vigorously.

"..." Fang Zimo's eyes darkened.

When the two painting boats approached, Feng Yuxiu said in panic and eagerly, "Miss Zhao, it's not good, the sixth prince...he's dying soon!"

Zhao Wenwan got up suddenly when she heard the words, almost tripped over by the hem of her skirt, thinking that the person would disappear for a while and then come back with injuries, this time it took a long time to disappear, it couldn't be true... just thinking about it, her expression changed Yibai, "What about others?"

"In the palace, I just want to see the girl!"

Zhao Wenwan's heart twitched, and he panicked suddenly. The handkerchief in his hand was clenched into a ball unconsciously, and the worry in his brows and eyes was clearly visible.Fang Zimo stood silently by her side all the time, staring at her for a long time, finally moved his feet, and told the boatman to dock.

Feng Yuxiu's painting boat followed closely behind.

Zhao Wenwan was worried about Gu Jingxing's situation, and was also a little secretly annoyed. It was only when something happened that she realized that she was so afraid of losing. That person had already occupied most of her heart. If there was any accident, it would be as uncomfortable as being torn apart.

Fang Zimo, who had returned to Zhao Wenwan's side, stared at her pale face, and his eyes couldn't help but dim. After a long time, he said dumbly, "I...can't I?"

At this time, the painting boat just docked, Zhao Wenwan suddenly raised his steps, his face was slightly restrained, and he turned around to stand under the light and shadow, "Mr. Fang is very good, but this matter is not a matter of whether it is good or not. It's the wrong time."

After finishing speaking, he conveniently lifted the hem of his skirt and went ashore, and was helped into the carriage and left in a hurry.

Fang Zimo's side face fell in the shadows, his eyes were filled with indescribable depth and persistence, tenderness that never gave up.Watching the carriage go away in the dust, his thoughts flickered and he lost his mind.

This person was originally preferred by his mother, but when he reached the age of marriage, he wanted to follow his mother's wishes to get in touch, but he couldn't help being attracted in the process and wanted to get close to him. Now he really wants to marry this person as his wife, but it seems that ... a step slower.

Holding the earrings in his hand that he had no chance to give away but could never give away again, Fang Zimo looked downcast.

Feng Yuxiuli could see clearly from the bow of the boat, although he thought Fang Zimo was pretty good, but the opponent was the Sixth Prince who was getting more and more skinless and shameless, what a pity——

Feng Yuxiu, who was thinking about whether to comfort him or not, suddenly had an ominous premonition, and then saw Fang Zimo's painting boat suddenly moved, and ran straight towards his own painting boat, his pupils widened. For a moment, all he saw was a woman with a clean face holding the tiller.

"Feng Qingwu——" the voice could be heard gnashing of teeth from a long distance away.

"Oh, my hand slipped." On the painting boat, Feng Qingwu looked at Feng Yuxiu who fell into the water with a tense expressionless face and said lightly, his eyes moved slightly, knowing in his heart that this person was probably cheating again. If something happened to Gu Jingxing, how could he still write here, and here, the eyes looking at Feng Yuxiu became more and more unkind.

"—Ah Choo! Help!"

Zhao Wenwan urged the coachman all the way, and rushed to the palace in a hurry. Fortunately, Feng Yuxiu's servant who stayed on the shore led the way, and after entering the door, he went straight to Gu Jingxing's house unimpeded.

The curtains were drawn in the room, covering most of the light, and it was so silent that even the sound of breathing could be heard. Gu Jingxing was lying on the bed, frowning, and his face was very pale. Zhao Wenwan couldn't help feeling pain in his heart.

Holding Gu Jingxing's hand, he hurriedly asked the people who followed him in, "Did you see the doctor, where is the injury, and the doctor, did he not come or..." A series of questions were thrown out, and the tone was full of panic. Hands stroked his sharp cheeks, the dim light seemed to amplify people's emotions, "Gu Jingxing, don't always scare me like this."

"Wanwan." The person on the bed suddenly opened his black eyes, panicked, subconsciously grabbed Zhao Wenwan's arm, pulled her into his chest with force.Zhao Wenwan felt a strong heartbeat in his chest, his eyes sank, and he reacted: "Gu Jingxing, you lied to me?!" After speaking, he was about to get up when he was struggling, but Gu Jingxing was holding on tightly.

"You..." Zhao Wenwan yelled angrily.

Zhao Wenwan's cheeks were flushed, she pursed her lips and stared at him panting, Gu Jingxing thought it was cute, so he sneered, pecked her charming eyes again, and said affectionately: "Wanwan, don't be angry with me."

Gu Jingxing carefully glanced at Zhao Wenwan whose eyes were still gloomy, bowed down for a while, and said awkwardly, "I heard that you and Fang Zimo went swimming in the lake just after I came back, and it hurts here."

As he said that, he took her hand and placed it on his chest, "This place is completely occupied by you, as long as you think that you might leave, this place will hurt so much."

The people below seemed to relax when they heard this moment, and a faint smile appeared in their eyes. Just when Gu Jingxing thought she forgave his deception, she heard her say in disgust, "Don't learn from Feng Yu next time. , the accent is boring to death."

"..." It was clearly a heartfelt statement.

Now it was Zhao Wenwan who turned his head to sneer, and heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately he was really fine. "Since there's nothing wrong, why just now..." The painful appearance is too real, isn't it?Immediately aware of the strange silence of the people around her, Zhao Wenwan stared straight at him waiting for the answer.

The latter turned his face sideways somewhat dodgingly, his neck was flushed, and he said in an erratic voice, "...kicked to the foot of the bed."

Because of Gu Jingxing's weird blushing, Zhao Wenwan made up the picture at that time, bent the corner of his mouth, showed a wicked smirk, and deliberately approached, "You are looking around with your neck hooked, expecting me to come?"

"..." Gu Jingxing, who felt that his sweetheart's painting style had changed suddenly, felt that something was wrong.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted the charming atmosphere of the two of them, the latter hurriedly got up and walked in, watching Aunt Scar bring tea and snacks as she walked in.

"I said, I was fine when I saw someone early in the morning, but why did I suddenly fall ill? It turned out to be because of Miss Zhao." Aunt Scar smiled and squinted at Gu Jingxing, "When Miss Zhao comes, our lord will suffer from any illness. All right."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were a little embarrassed.

Nanny Rong, that is, Aunt Scar, put the refreshments on the table, narrowed her eyes and said, "I heard that the prince came back overnight, and he didn't sleep well for several nights. Let me talk with Miss Zhao for a while." In other words, only when the lord has rested his mind can he spend time with Miss Zhao, right?"

Zhao Wenwan looked at Gu Jingxing when he heard the words, and sure enough, he saw that his eyelids were slightly bruised, and before Gu Jingxing could make a sound, he pushed him to lie down first, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and raised his eyebrows with a hint of undeniable meaning, "My lord, rest well, I... will wait for you."

Gu Jingxing originally disagreed, but Zhao Wenwan was fascinated by the warmth in his brows and eyes, and lay down obediently.Waiting for you was the best thing he had ever heard.

Xu Shi was really tired, but with Zhao Wenwan still by his side, Gu Jingxing quickly fell asleep, and not long after, he grinned at the corner of his mouth and revealed a childish smile.

Zhao Wenwan watched it for a while, then followed Nanny Rong out of the house.In the huge palace, although the courtyard is deep, the vegetation is very scattered. Only a few peach trees were planted in the courtyard where Gu Jingxing lived, which added a bit of color. He stopped to salute with Zhao Wenwan, and didn't talk much.

"The peach tree was moved here a while ago, and people even dug it up to take care of it. The prince is quite a treasure." Seeing that Zhao Wenwan was distracted by the branches of the peach tree, Mistress Rong said, "I thought it was because I finally wanted Yijing. Flirting, decorating the palace, who would have thought that the prince would be able to eat peaches, that would really shock everyone."

What Zhao Wenwan thought of was that he once mentioned inadvertently that peach trees are the most real. They can be used as scenery during the flowering period, and they can bear delicious fruits. Afterwards, he asked someone to plant them in the yard. He didn't expect Gu Jingxing to come here... …

Nanny Rong looked at Zhao Wenwan's expression, and she affirmed what she thought in her heart. This girl had a profound influence on Gu Jingxing. Thinking of the acquaintance, she felt that this girl's demeanor and appearance were in line with her, especially when she saw her so nervous just now, Gu Jingxing felt even more deeply in her heart. is satisfied.

The maid following Nanny Rong saw that the two of them were going to sit in the courtyard, so she cleverly went to fetch the cushions and served tea. Apart from being respectful to Zhao Wenwan, she also treated Nanny Rong with humility. Gu Jingxing took good care of the nanny when he left, and it was also affectionate.

"Except for Young Master Feng, there are very few people in the mansion. It's strange that it's deserted. I asked Miss Zhao to talk with me. Miss, don't think I'm a long-winded old lady."

"It's Wen Wan who is bothering you." Then he thought of the things in the carriage, and he planned to find a chance to send them over, so he hired someone to fetch them, "This is what my fourth uncle brought back from outside, it's not worth it. But it is very good for strengthening the body, mother-in-law can take slices to make tea or boil to make medicine."

Nanny Rong looked at the snow-white body, and saw that it should cost a lot of money, but what she said was not worth it, she was moved and did not dare to accept it, the two refused for a long time, and finally took Zhao Wenwan to take it away He took it only as a threat.

"Don't call me mother-in-law, just like the prince, just call me Nanny Rong." Nanny Rong accepted the snow ginseng helplessly and said.

Seeing that she was willing to accept it, Zhao Wenwan felt more at ease. At the beginning when the elder brother was ill, Gu Jingxing gave six of them in one go. This time, the elder brother only kept one of the two that the fourth uncle brought back as compensation, fearing that there would be too many. After that, Zhao Wenwan thought of Gu Jingxing's nanny.

"Actually, I'm suffering from a mental illness. I've been ignorant for so many years. It's almost better when I wake up. But the prince is still stuck in the past, and has been refusing to let go." Nanny Rong's expression darkened as she spoke, as if she was herself. He murmured to himself, "Once in a while, I fought with people full of scars and refused to give up. I wanted to avenge Xiaobao."

Zhao Wenwan's expression moved, and he guessed that Xiaobao should be the nanny's son, and Gu Jingxing carried more than just Xiaobao's life...

"It's just this trip, Xiaobao can finally rest in peace. That person's downfall must have implicated the nine clans. Those who wanted our lives back then couldn't escape." The old voice trembled slightly, with a choked sound .

Zhao Wenwan handed over the handkerchief, and suddenly thought of the intensified corruption case of Prime Minister Du in Beijing and China. When his elder brother and father mentioned it, he thought that the man had a deep foundation, and it would take a lot of hard work to shake him. Unexpectedly, it was Gu Jingxing's handwriting.

He said it quickly, is that what he meant?

"What happened when I was a child left a big shadow on the prince. The imperial concubine, Princess Yongping, and now Miss Zhao. If he wants to protect the person he wants to protect, he must continue to grow stronger. Only he himself can experience the hardships in the process... The old lady actually wants to ask the girl for something today." Mistress Rong suddenly regained her composure, stood up and knelt down in front of Zhao Wenwan.

Zhao Wenwan hurriedly bent down to help the person, "Nurse Rong has anything to say, but it's okay to say, as long as Wen Wan can do it, I will definitely agree to you."

"The lord's temper is a bit paranoid, and he believes that even if he kowtows and bleeds, he will go on one by one. The old lady looks at the girl and wants to invite the lord, so she wants to invite the girl. No matter what happens in the future, she wants to be with the lord. For the sake of the girl's infatuation, don't leave easily."

Zhao Wenwan paused for a long time, concentrating on Nanny Rong's expectant expression, and finally said a good word, like a promise to Nanny Rong, more like cutting off his own escape route.

Gu Jingxing, I bet, I will 'teach' more in the future.As for how to teach, who will teach, Zhao Wenwan smiled deeply, she never did business at a loss.

In the room, on the bed, Gu Jingxing turned over uneasily, the chill rising up his back made him shiver in his sleep, and pulled the quilt tightly.

At the end of March, Zhao Yuanli went all the way through five stages and killed six generals, approaching the imperial examination and winning the title of No. [-] Scholar.On the same day when the official messenger came to announce the good news, Aunt Rong suddenly felt pain in her lower abdomen. Accompanied by labor pains, Mama Jia hurriedly recruited a midwife to deliver the baby when her amniotic fluid broke. Set up.

Only then did Mrs. Zhao agree to go out of the room to meet people, and asked someone to invite the third master to come over and wait at the door together. The third master, who had never cared about it, couldn't help frowning when he heard the screams inside, and rarely moved. Feeling compassion, he paced the doorway, with a hint of guilt or something in his eyes.The old lady leaned on a cane, and stared at the closed door with a frown. As time passed, she unconsciously clenched the head of the cane.

The spring thunder in the sky exploded one after another, and the evening was dark. The Dingguo Mansion lit the candles early, but was blown out by the wind several times and then lit again. There was a burst of thunder, but there was no rain, just like in the house. Aunt Rong, who was howling, didn't see the child coming out for a long time, and everyone unconsciously felt a little anxious.

"Wow——" A baby's cry accompanied the first drop of spring rain, resounding through the entire Mingxu Garden.

"It's born, it's born!" Mother Jia came out holding the tightly wrapped baby, her skin was still wrinkled, she was crying loudly with her eyes closed and her mouth open, looking full of anger.When the old lady came around, Mother Jia smiled and said, "Congratulations to the old lady, congratulations to the third master, you are a big fat boy!"

After finishing speaking, he lifted the hem of the cloth bag and let everyone take a closer look.In the crowd, congratulatory sounds continued to sound, and some people dimmed their eyes and left in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)