Chen Qingyun's expression was faint: "Let's watch the changes."

In the next few days, Shen Zhifeng did not have any particularly big reactions. Chen Sisi Si was completely silent, embroidering his wedding dress.

However, on this day, the invitation for the imperial concubine's banquet was sent to the Duke's Mansion. This invitation only invited Chen Qingyun, but did not bring me thoughts.

Anyone with a discerning eye can understand the meaning of it at a glance. The engaged women were not invited. I guess this banquet was finally chosen for the princes and nobles.

Mrs. Jiang Hou was a little anxious: "Master, if you don't do anything, with Shen Qingyun's appearance, if you are attracted by a wealthy family, it will be too late."

Shen Zhifeng also made up his mind: "You are right, you can't refuse any more."

That night, Aunt Feng from the kitchen secretly added something to the food.

It happened that the maid from Nuanyu Pavilion came over: "Have the food ready?"

"It's done, it's done." Aunt Feng responded with a smile: "It's all hot on the kitchen. Today I bought fresh wild game in the kitchen. It tastes fresh and nourishing. Will I take it over now?"

The maid nodded and left with the meal with the man.

Aunt Feng wiped his hands with the handkerchief on his waist, watched the maid's back disappear into the kitchen, and then he sighed almost and wiped off the sweat from his forehead.

On the Nuanyu Pavilion, Han looked at Chen Qingyun with a gentle face: "Why do you seem to have lost weight? But the butler has worked too hard recently, or may he ask Mr. Xu to teach him slowly."

"No, I still feel like I'm a little fatter." Chen Qingyun said coquettishly.

Madam Chen smiled and opened the curtain and walked in: "Miss is growing up, so she naturally has to lose weight to look better. However, today I have stewed wild game in the kitchen, which is just right for replenishment."

The maids behind came in with all kinds of food and set up a table, which was steaming.

When Chen Qingyun smelled the fragrance, she felt a little hungry. During this period, she would come to accompany Han to have supper almost every day, and now she habitually eats and drinks directly.

Han felt distressed and scooped Chen Qingyun a bowl of broth, with some green green onions floating on it. The aroma of meat mixed with the smell of green onions came to his nose, making people feel appetizing.

Chen Qingyun blew the heat directly and couldn't wait to take a sip, but almost got burned.

Han laughed: "Slow down, no one will compete with you."

"Mom, don't you drink it?" Chen Qingyun asked with a blink of an eye.

"No, I'm not used to eating these things, you know that you can drink more and make up for me." Han looked at her gently: "If you like it, then ask the big kitchen to buy it."

Chen Qingyun nodded and praised Madam Chen: "The taste of this broth is indeed good. I don't know which cook made it, so let her stew it again in a few days."

When Madam Chen saw Chen Qingyun liked her, she even ate half a bowl of rice and was happy: "It was Aunt Feng's order to make it. I'll ask later. There are many stews today. Each master has a big bowl and there are still leftovers. The lady can eat enough, but if not enough, I'll add some."

"Enough is enough." Chen Qingyun smiled helplessly and touched her belly: "You see, you're so full that you're so full. You'll have to go to the garden to have some food later."

Madam Chen and Han looked at each other and laughed.

Chen Qingyun touched her stomach, suddenly frowned, and her expression showed a look of pain.

"Qingyun, what's wrong? But I'm feeling a little uncomfortable when I eat too much?" Han immediately noticed and became concerned.

"It's okay, mom, maybe I'm eating a little too fast just now, so I'll take a break."

Chen Qingyun responded with a smile, stood up and walked a few steps, but suddenly he bent down with his stomach in his arms, and his eyebrows were stirred together: "Hiss..."

"Miss, are you okay?" Yicui stepped forward and held her quickly.

Chen Qingyun wanted to shake her head very much, but bursts of heart-wrenching pain surged like a wave, and the pain stimulated the nerves all over the body from her stomach, making her speechless.

After a while, her little face turned pale, her lips were so painful that she lost her blood, and her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Han panicked and shouted hurriedly: "Madam Chen, go and call the doctor in the palace, go quickly!"

While helping Yicui help Chen Qingyun help him to the bed beside him: "Qingyun, are you okay? But it hurts so much? Go and send someone to bring Aunt Feng from the big kitchen here to me!"

Today they had the same food for dinner, but the broth was only eaten by Qingyun.

The doctor of the government rushed over quickly and saw his lady lying weakly, looking at her pain. She was shocked and hurriedly put a silk squid on her wrist to take the pulse, checked the remaining broth, and put a drop on her fingertips to try the taste.

"This..." The doctor of the government showed a strange expression, as if he couldn't believe it, and then he carefully examined his pulse again.

Han was frightened to see it, and the handkerchief in her hand was about to be crushed by her: "What's wrong, but what serious disease?"

The doctor's forehead was sweating down, and after a long time, he said with a stuttering sound: "Miss, it seems...it seems to be...are the one who has been...a tragic medicine."

"What!" Han exclaimed, his eyes darkened.

"Madam!" Madam Chen and the maid hurriedly supported her falling body.

Han felt dizzy in his mind, but when he thought of Chen Qingyun, his expression calmed down. She took a deep breath: "You can't talk nonsense about this disease, can you be sure?"

The doctor of the government nodded with difficulty: "Eight out of ten."

"Then you prescribe the medicine quickly. Qingyun just drank it, but there is a way..." Han's fingertips tightly into the palm of his hand, his voice trembling a little.

Her Qingyun is so young and has not yet married and has children. She must not be able to get such medicine.

The doctor of the government prescribed a prescription: "Madam, I've already taken the medicine, I'm afraid it will still damage the lady's body, this..."

What else did Han want to say? A maid told Aunt Feng to be brought.

Han, who had always been a little weak, saw Chen Qingyun's face pale as if he was so painful that he was breathless. Anger and hatred burst out in his eyes that he had never felt before. While she ordered the doctor to prescribe medicine to relieve Qingyun's pain, she took Madam Chen to the next door to interrogate Aunt Feng.

Aunt Feng did such a thing for the first time, but she didn't expect to be arrested so soon. She knelt on the ground and shivered uncontrollably. She looked like she must have something wrong.

Han walked into the room, sat on the chair above, and looked at Aunt Feng as if he was already looking at a dead person.

"Madam Chen, call me first!"

Madam Chen stepped forward and used all her strength. After ten slaps, Aunt Feng's cheeks were already swollen and sore.

She worked in the big kitchen, and the little maids always respected her, but they had never suffered such a situation and burst into tears for a while.
Chapter completed!