Shen Qingyun looked calm: "Just wait and see what happens."

In the next few days, there was no big reaction from Shen Zhifeng, while Shen Sisi fell completely silent and concentrated on embroidering her wedding dress.

However, on this day, the invitation for the imperial concubine's banquet was sent to the Duke's Mansion. This time, only Shen Qingyun was invited, but Shen Sisi was not included in the invitation.

Anyone with a discerning eye can understand the meaning at a glance. None of the engaged women were invited. Presumably, this banquet was ultimately for the princes and nobles to choose their wives.

Mrs. Jianghou became a little anxious: "Master, if you don't take action, if Shen Qingyun's appearance is noticed by someone from a high-ranking family, it will be too late by then."

Shen Zhifeng also hesitated: "You are right, I can't refuse anymore."

That night, Mrs. Feng in the kitchen secretly added something to the food.

It happened that the maid from Nuanyu Pavilion came over: "Are the dishes ready?"

"It's done, it's done." Aunt Feng responded with a smile: "It's all heating up in the stove. We also bought fresh game in the kitchen today. It's delicious and nutritious. Can you bring it over now?"

The maid nodded and left with the meal.

Aunt Feng wiped her hands with the handkerchief on her waist and watched the maid's back disappear into the big kitchen. Then she sighed dangerously and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Over at Nuanyu Pavilion, Mrs. Han looked at Shen Qingyun with a gentle face: "Why do you seem to have lost a little weight, but the housekeeper has been working too hard recently, or Mr. Xu has been teaching slower."

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

Aunt Chen opened the curtain with a smile and walked in: "Miss, you have grown up, so naturally you have to lose some weight to look good. But the game is stewed in the kitchen today, which is just the right amount to make up for it."

The maids at the back came in with all kinds of food, and set up a table, which was steaming hot.

Smelling the fragrance, Shen Qingyun really felt a little hungry. During this period, she came to have dinner with Mr. Han almost every day. At this moment, it was also her habit to eat and drink directly.

Mrs. Han felt distressed and scooped up a bowl of broth for Shen Qingyun, with some green onions floating on top. The aroma of meat mixed with the smell of shallots hit the nostrils, whetting one's appetite.

Shen Qingyun blew the hot air directly and couldn't wait to take a sip, almost getting burned.

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

"Mother, don't you drink?" Shen Qingyun asked with a wink.

"No, you know I'm not used to eating these, so just drink more and treat it as a supplement for me." Han looked at her tenderly: "If you like it, tell the big kitchen to buy it again."

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

Grandma Chen was also happy when she saw that Shen Qingyun liked it and ate half a bowl of more rice: "Aunt Feng ordered someone to cook it. I will ask about it later. There is a lot of stew today. Every master has it." We have brought a big bowl and there is still some leftover. The lady has enough to eat, but if it is not enough, please go and add more."

"That's enough, that's enough." Shen Qingyun smiled helplessly and touched her belly: "You see, it's already bulging. I'll have to go to the garden to refresh myself later."

Grandma Chen and Mr. Han looked at each other and laughed.

Shen Qingyun touched his stomach, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his expression showed a hint of pain.

"Qingyun, what's wrong? I feel a little uncomfortable after eating too much?" Han immediately noticed and became concerned.

"It's okay, Mom. I probably ate a little too quickly just now. I'll just take a rest."

Shen Qingyun responded with a smile, stood up and took a few steps, but suddenly bent down with her belly in her arms, her brows tangled together: "Hiss..."

"Miss, are you okay?" Yi Cui quickly stepped forward to help her.

Shen Qingyun wanted to shake her head, but waves of heartbreaking cramping pain came like waves. The pain from her stomach stimulated the nerves throughout her body, leaving her speechless.

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

Mrs. Han panicked and shouted hurriedly: "Mother Chen, go and call the doctor over, go quickly!"

While helping Yicui help Shen Qingyun to the bed next to her: "Qingyun, are you okay, but the pain is severe? Go and send someone to bring Mrs. Feng from the kitchen to me!"

Today they all had the same thing for dinner, except for the broth, only Qingyun drank it.

The doctor rushed over quickly and was startled when he saw his young lady lying there weakly and in pain. He hurriedly put a silk handkerchief on her wrist to check her pulse, and then checked the remaining broth. , I took a drop with my fingertips to test the taste.

"This..." The doctor showed a strange expression, as if he couldn't believe it, and checked his pulse carefully again.

Mrs. Han was so frightened that she almost broke the handkerchief in her hand: "What's wrong? Is there any serious illness?"

The doctor's forehead was dripping with sweat. After a long time, he stumbled a little and said, "Miss, it seems... she seems to have been hit by... a killer drug."

"What!" Ms. Han exclaimed, her eyes darkened.

"Madam!" Nanny Chen and the maid hurriedly helped her fall backwards.

Han felt dizzy for a while, but when she thought of Shen Qingyun, her expression calmed down. She took a deep breath and said, "You can't talk nonsense about this disease. Are you sure?"

The doctor nodded with difficulty: "Nine times out of ten."

"Then prescribe the medicine quickly. Qingyun just drank it, but there is something you can do..." Han's fingertips pinched into the palm of his hand, and his voice was trembling.

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

The doctor prescribed a prescription: "Madam, I have already drank the medicine, but I am afraid it will still damage the young lady's body. This..."

Han wanted to say something else, but a maid ordered Aunt Feng to be brought here.

Mrs. Han, who had always been a bit weak, saw Shen Qingyun's face as pale as paper and gasping in pain. Her eyes burst out with unprecedented anger and hatred. She ordered the doctor to prescribe medicine to relieve Qingyun's pain. At the same time, he took Nanny Chen to the next door to interrogate Aunt Feng.

It was the first time for Aunt Feng to do such a thing. She didn't expect to be arrested so quickly and brought to Nuanyu Pavilion. She was kneeling on the ground, her body shaking uncontrollably. There was definitely something wrong with her appearance.

Mrs. Han walked into the room, sat on the chair above, and looked at Aunt Feng as if she were looking at a dead person.

"Mother Chen, hit me first!"

Grandma Chen stepped forward and slapped her ten times with all her strength. Aunt Feng's cheeks were already swollen and painful.

She worked in the big kitchen, and the little maids always respected her, but she burst into tears for a while after being subjected to such a situation.
Chapter completed!