Because she accidentally bumped into the eldest lady, Mrs. Song couldn't help but ask the eldest lady again.

In addition to the time constraints, Mrs. Song thought about it and decided not to care about what the people in the long room liked or didn't like. It was always okay to send some expensive and common items to the left and right. As long as it was neither brilliant nor wrong. Xie Shuning

After knowing this, she thought about it and didn't mention it again. She only got sick once on the way to Beijing, and she got sick again a few days after she recovered. Mrs. Song was worried about her and wouldn't let her go out, so she simply went there.

I recovered well from my illness.

Xie Yi didn't have to go to class with her husband these days, but she came to look for her several times. People said that twins are connected by heart. In the past, when one was sick, the other would often get sick as well. Mrs. Song was afraid that he would pass the illness.

He was so angry that he scolded him, and then he went back with a sullen mouth and never came again.

A few more days passed like this, and the medicine prescribed by Dr. Hang had been taken, and Xie Shuning's body had recovered. She finally got Mrs. Song's permission, and taking advantage of the good weather, she went out with Lilac. However, in the depth of winter

The sunlight was thin and cold, glowing with a pale light, reflecting the bare branches everywhere, and there was no warmth at all. Lilac took a thick and heavy crane cloak with big red feathers and crepe face and white fox skin to wear for her.

Go up to the house and cover her up tightly before you dare to let her out.

Xie Shuning had been holding back in the house for a few days. Suddenly, under the light of day, she felt relaxed all over, and she felt as if she was in another world.

She took a deep breath of the still cold air and asked Ding Xiang: "What have you been busy with my mother these days?"

Doing the math, she really hasn't seen Mrs. Song these days. The medicine prescribed by Dr. Hang contained calming ingredients, and she couldn't help but fall asleep when the medicine was strong. But Mrs. Song probably came to see her at this time.

, when she woke up, the person was already gone.

"I don't know, I just know that my wife seems to see Mrs. Seventh these days." Ding Xiang shook her head and told her what she knew.

Hearing this, Xie Shuning looked up at her and frowned: "Seventh Mrs.?"

Ding Xiang thought she didn't know who Mrs. Seven was, so she explained with a smile: "Mrs. Seven is your aunt seven. The eldest brother, the seventh master, and our sixth master are twins."

Xie Shuning said nothing.

She naturally knows all these things, and she knows them in much more detail than Ding Xiang. Cheng Guo Gong Yan Huai is the seventh wife's nephew. If they really want to be relatives, the Xie family and the Yan family can barely talk to each other.

.It's a pity, what's the use of this kind of kinship? In the past, Yanhuai and his half-brother could kill each other. How much higher can a cousin aunt be compared to the ants at her feet?

She still firmly remembers that the reason why the Xie family offended Yanhuai was because of her seventh uncle Xie Yuanting.

She is so sharp that she doesn't know how to restrain herself. Because Zhang can be called "cousin" by Yanhuai, she is so arrogant.

Little did he know that in the eyes of Yan Huai, who was already in power at that time, he was just a clown.

In the end, not only did her body become missing, which brought trouble to the Xie family, but she was also implicated for no reason...

Xie Shuning couldn't help but look up at the white sky, feeling sour and bitter in her heart. There are many things that you can't avoid just because you want to. As long as she still bears the surname Xie, she can't blame anyone. She can blame anyone.

It's just this world...this cold god...

In the past few days during her illness, she often thought that she was dead but alive again, so where was her son?

Is her Zhen'er also living well in another place? Is he just like her, desperately trying to live and letting his loved ones live?

Thinking of this, her hanging hands couldn't help but clenched tightly.

It's not a bad thing that my mother has a good relationship with the seventh wife, Mrs. Zhang.

At least, Xie Qiye and his wife are still good people, but it is a pity that they are greedy for power and want to be kings. Fortunately, it is still early and there are still many years before those things happen. No one can predict what will happen in the future. Mother wants to

To establish a firm foothold in the Xie family's third house, it will definitely need the help of the chief housekeeper.

In her opinion, only the second wife, Mrs. Liang, is worth getting to know in the eldest house, followed by the seventh wife.

It is definitely not unreasonable that my mother has become close to Mrs. Seven recently.

Just as she was thinking about Mrs. Song, her figure appeared on the lonely path in front of her. As if she didn't expect Xie Shuning to come here, she was stunned for a moment, then smiled, held up her skirt and walked over on the cobblestones.

, leaned over and looked at her and said, "Is it cold?"

There is a large courtyard separated from the main house on the east side of Zhilanzhai. Because it has been uninhabited for a long time, it has not been repaired and has few vegetation. Now that it is the middle of winter, there are no flowers or grass, making it look even more empty and deserted.

Xie Shuning reached out her hands from her sleeves, put her feet against her face, and said with a smile, "Look, mother, it's warm."

Mrs. Song then laughed too, pinched her nose, held her hand and looked at it carefully, and sighed: "I have lost a lot of weight."

The originally white and fat little hands could now be seen to be somewhat exquisite, but they were not much thinner. However, Xie Shuning didn't care, and held her slender fingers with his backhand, "Mother, after the New Year, we will send someone to pick her up.

Would you like Grandma Jiang to come?"

Ms. Song was slightly startled, "Why do you keep thinking about Grandma Jiang?"

"Aman misses her so much. Aunt Jiang can make delicious snacks, but no one here can." Xie Shuning thought hard for several days, and finally came up with something about Aunt Jiang.

Mrs. Song saw that she only talked about Grandma Jiang all the time for food, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then we will send someone to pick up Grandma Jiang after the New Year." However, no one knows what will happen by then.

Is she still in good health? The letter has been sent for some time, but the distance between the two places is so long that I don't know if it has been delivered at this time. If it is warm in spring, it will be faster to travel by water.

Xie Shuning knew what she was thinking, so she stopped saying anything after getting the confidence.

The two of them started walking towards the main room.

After entering and sitting down, someone will bring water to you.

Xie Shuning took a look and saw that it was Qiangwei. However, in just a few days, Qiangwei's complexion became a lot grayer, and the clothes she wore were much more restrained than before. It seemed that she had been beaten by Gui's mother a lot. But Gui's mother should not

He gave it up just to make the Song family feel at ease, so he did it as a last resort.

As she thought, she thought of Lu Nong many years later.

——A loving mother often loses her sons.

This is not unreasonable.

"Miss, have tea." Qiangwei looked at her expression carefully.

Xie Shuning let Dingxiang take the answer, and just nodded and ignored her. Qiangwei's lips curled up, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't, and bowed and retreated.

On the other side, Gui's mother was reporting back to Madam Song: "Madam, as you asked me to do, I sent two copies each. One is a valuable item that was selected according to the order we made, so there can be no big mistake; the other is sent.

It is based on what the person said that day, ancient books, jade carvings, Bodhisattva and the like. After the things were delivered, the servant also followed your words. We are new here and are not sensible. The things we give cannot be the same as those given by Miss Chen.

It’s appropriate, please don’t take offense.”

"Didn't I ask you to call her wife? Why did you call her Miss Shangbiao?" Mrs. Song couldn't help but frown slightly. e="Please stay, the Immortal"] Hold your thighs tightly and go to cultivate immortality~
Chapter completed!