After uncovering this old incident, and because his body was already riddled with wounds, Fujiwara Michichiro's illness was not unrelated to this incident.

This time, only two ladies were left kneeling beside him, and the other two were all dismissed.

I really have to applaud Mrs. Renzi for solving several of them in one go.

The third lady and the fourth lady are both of noble birth, and are outside the Fujiwara family. And the fourth lady’s sister, regardless of whether she has participated in this matter, becomes the fourth lady in the future, and is very likely to take away the family property and the love of Mr. Fujiwara, even if Fujiwara

The Taoist priest is over fifty years old.

Xining thought about it. At that time, the owner of the body clearly remembered that one day the third lady disappeared. After being put into the coffin, she was sent to the temple. After the burial, the memorial tablet was not placed in the temple, and the "fourth lady" was also sent back.

My family. So that’s how it is!

After this incident, Michichi Fujiwara fell ill soon after and fell into despair.

When nobles were seriously ill, they would become monks and pray for blessings from the gods. Some people did get better and live longer after becoming monks.

In fact, after becoming a monk, although I only had two meals a day, I only had a simple diet of yellow rice. I also stopped wearing makeup. I got supplemented with vitamins and gradually eliminated lead poisoning, so my body naturally became much better.

When Master Fujiwara was ill, he asked to become a monk twice, but the King of Heaven did not approve it at that time, so he could only practice on his behalf. After this time, his health got a little better, and he did not mention the matter of becoming a monk anymore.

This time I was really depressed, and my fame and fortune had faded, so I became a monk after the Chinese New Year.

"Go to sleep, I have to get up early to visit you tomorrow." Mrs. Akiko was exhausted. After muttering, she fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Mrs. Akiko woke up leisurely. She turned her head and saw that the floor mat originally placed outside the tent had been taken away.

She sat up, and the maid who had been kneeling and waiting immediately clapped her hands: "Madam is awake!"

Many maids were busy fetching water and clothes.

Mrs. Akiko went to the toilet first. After putting on her clothes, it was troublesome to do so. Then she wiped her hands and face, and then got dressed. The maids began to put on the layers of clothes.

The personal maid said softly: "Ms. Zunzi said that the Taoist Master is not feeling well right now. Madam, please don't apply powder for the time being and just draw eyebrows."

After thinking about it, if you don't apply powder, it means you are worried about the adult's illness. You don't even have time to put on makeup.

Mrs. Akiko exhaled and spread her arms to let the maids continue to put on clothes: "Your Majesty, you are really sensible."

The personal maid complimented: "Among all the young ladies, Miss Zunzi is the smartest, and she is a blessing to my wife."

There was no smile on Mrs. Mingzi's face, but a sad look on her face: "I have wronged you."

If I wasn’t wronged? How could I have enlightened myself so early and understood so much?

After getting dressed, he knelt down and a low table was brought up.

Mrs. Akiko took a look and saw that the food she was eating was different from before: "This is..."

The personal maid immediately said: "Miss Zunzi personally cooked it for Mr. Dao, saying that we should share the blessings and share the hardships? So in the past few days in the house, Mr. Dao, Mrs. Renzi, Madam and Miss Zunzi all ate it.

Same."

Mrs. Mingzi finally smiled: "Sure enough, you are sensible." She picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

After eating? Go to Nozomi Fujiwara's place.

Mr. Fujiwara seems to be getting better, just a little bit better, at least he is no longer groggy. Mrs. Akiko quickly said half-jokingly, Mr. Michio's illness is getting better with the arrival of Takashi, and it will only get worse in the future.

good.

"Yes? Mr. Taoist priest is indeed much better. He has eaten all the food this morning." Mrs. Lunzi asked calmly: "Speaking of Zunzi, why don't you see her? Did you go to bed too tired and asked her not to?

It's too hard. After all, the kitchen is not a place for a noble lady like her to stay. If you need to prepare anything, just ask the servants to do it."

Not only did he mean that Takashi was lazy, but he also meant that she, a noble lady, had lowered her status to cook. Mrs. Akiko cursed secretly.

Akui, who was waiting on Miss Zunzi's behalf, immediately saluted and said: "Mrs. Lunzi, Miss Zunzi is preparing the next meal. What did she say? By the way, there is dietary therapy in China. Everything that can be eaten is divided into yin and yang. As long as you eat well

Once the yin and yang are reconciled, the body will naturally get better. The old slaves wanted to help, but Miss Zunzi refused, saying it was her filial piety towards the Taoist Master and the two ladies."

Fujiwara Michinaga smiled and said: "Let her fulfill her filial piety. The food in the morning is delicious and I am happy to eat it."

Mrs. Renzi could only say "yes" with a fake smile, but she glared at Mrs. Akiko hatefully. Only then did she realize that Mrs. Akiko didn't even apply powder, and she also had normal eyebrows.

I knew it must be Takashi's idea, otherwise how could this fool have thought of it. Now that she is embarrassed, putting on makeup looks insincere. Without putting on makeup, it looks like she is following Mrs. Akiko's example.

Sure enough, during the chat, Mr. Fujiwara mentioned something about each child's childhood. When he mentioned Takashi, he said a few more words.

At noon, another meal was delivered, and Akui explained: "Miss Zunzi said that Mr. Taoist is not feeling well, so now he will eat three meals a day. We will talk about it later when he gets better."

Look at the food on the table. They are all made in new ways and taste good.

Mr. Fujiwara took a piece of green pastry from Mrs. Renzi and couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, mung bean cake, but it's sweeter than ordinary ones. I don't know how to make it."

Akui replied: "It's sugar cane water."

Mr. Fujiwara was puzzled: "The government also uses sugar cane water, but it's not that sweet. It's so sweet, it's like adding sugar."

Mrs. Renzi immediately took another piece and said, "Candy is very expensive. I must have used sugar because I saw you were weak."

Sugar is very expensive now, and it is usually used as medicine. To treat weakness, it is actually malnutrition.

Akui saluted, lowered her head and was extremely respectful: "Sir, madam, it's not sugar, it's sugar cane water. Generally, sugar cane is used to boil water to get sweet water. But Miss uses sugar cane to squeeze juice, and the juice is boiled in a pot.

When it becomes thicker and then added, it will be much sweeter."

Mr. Fujiwara thought the mung bean cake was very sweet and was very satisfied: "I'll try that plate."

Mrs. Renzi quickly picked it up, picked up some and sent it away.

It is seaweed and shrimp skin tofu. The shrimp skin is delicious, the seaweed is slightly chewy, and the tofu is smooth and tender.

Nozomi Fujiwara asked: "She also made this tofu herself?"

Akui replied: "It's made by the store, but it's made according to the lady's method. It tastes better than the ones bought outside."

"Yeah, it's really delicious." Michizhang Fujiwara looked at another plate of fish, which was wrapped in flour and deep-fried.

This time Mr. Fujiwara was very satisfied: "Go and tell Takashi, she is really interested, but don't be tired."

Mrs. Lunzi smiled: "You are joking, sir. This is your filial piety. How could she be so tired? It's too late to be happy when she knows that you have eaten well."

Mr. Fujiwara was a little unhappy: "Since you know that I can eat well, why don't you also go and help me?"

Mrs. Lunzi still smiled: "How can I cook? I'm just kidding."

Mr. Fujiwara said with a face: "Then it will be delicious. Takashi has also prepared a portion for you."

Mrs. Lunzi did not dare to say anything more. She lowered her head and said "yes" with lowered eyebrows, then picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
Chapter completed!