Lou Shuluan was supported and leaned on the short couch with embroidered pillows. The Marquis's accompanying cart was escorted by the young steward. The second steward of the company had already chased after him, and all the utensils were ready. Mother Chen called Xiliu to come.
A half tulle beaded curtain was hung in front of the couch.
The charcoal fire is melting and the fragrance of milk is overflowing.
There is a brocade stool in front of the couch, and in the corner of the couch is a bronze monkey offering fruit stove, which is scented with light incense made by the palace.
Mother Chen first fed Madam an anti-fetal pill. Perhaps as the room warmed up, Lou Shuluan's complexion recovered a lot, and she fell asleep from exhaustion.
Gu Sangong knew at a glance that he had caught a cold, not a serious illness. After he saluted and sat down, he felt that he had miscalculated. He was obviously not on duty during the national funeral this time, but he was motivated by money and wanted to earn some pocket money from Cao Xiwan.
It seems a bit uneconomical not to let the family know.
The wind was howling outside, I didn't expect such bad weather.
Doctor Gu rubbed his fingers, thinking that Qin Tiansi, who was choosing a date, might be unlucky this time, and he would be assigned a few if he didn't lose his head.
If all the noble people are sick, he will suffer a big loss. Firstly, it is not easy to make money, and secondly, how can his family not know about it?
His father, Judge Gu, would definitely ask him: "Now that you have the money, have you bought your uncle some of the latest calligraphy and painting pens and inks? You know that you are spending money on something unfilial!"
Is he being filial? This is being a father! He is not his brother-in-law’s father! Does he have to worry about his brother-in-law every day? Does he have no money to spend?
Mr. Gu is so wronged.
Before we even got married, I had a brother-in-law’s son. If I didn’t spend my pocket money on my brother-in-law, it would be extremely unfilial.
It’s so unreasonable!
He was secretly sad, sitting in front of the curtain, raising two fingers to diagnose Mrs. Hou's pulse. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's just that the wind and snow are strong, and I'm anxious. My brother-in-law said that he has already taken anti-fetal medicine.
An Ning Pill? Let me take a look."
Mother Chen quickly took out a silver box: "I just took one pill, I don't dare to take more."
"That's right. I heard that there are blue beads from Tongtian Lake in your mansion?"
"Yes, yes." She quickly took out the sachet from Mrs. Hou's waist, took out the bit of bimoer inside, walked around the curtain and presented it to Mr. Gu, who inspected it carefully and sniffed it again.
Nodding: "This stuff is also used to keep out the cold. Just take one-tenth of it. It's a coincidence. Liu Shoushi and I picked some grass roots at the back and just used them. It's okay. Just fry it in a bowl and take it to wake up."
When Mother Chen heard Doctor Liu's name, her eyes flashed slightly: "Can an old woman cook the medicine?"
"I fry it myself. I know the rules." He stood up and called Liu Ruhai, "Shushi, Shoushi——"
Mother Chen finally felt relieved.
Mrs. Hou Lou Shuluan is not the Aunt Zhou in the second room, and she cannot let the famous doctor Liu Ruhai handle the diagnosis and treatment alone.
Mother Chen knew very well that Dr. Liu, a guest from Prince Zhao's Mansion, was treating Aunt Zhou. First of all, she had been suffering for many years. No doctor could treat Aunt Zhou's disease, so he had to do it. The second master, his own son, was in charge. Mr. Hou had to take care of everything.
This brotherhood.
Secondly, my aunt is just a housewife and has nothing to do with her. There is no need for the Zhao Palace to attack her. In other words, if it does, it will not cause any loss to the Marquis.
——Can Mrs. Hou do the same? Can she let Liu Ruhai get close to her when she is pregnant? No matter what, only Qing Niangzi dares to deal with Liu Ruhai every day and take his medicine.
But the third young master who was judged by Gu Yuan was different.
This is the only family in the capital that can raise a son for Taizu.
Mother Chen tucked Mrs. Hou into bed, then turned to look at the thin willows. The firelight reflected the hibiscus, and the steward escorting the car quietly pushed a large pot of charcoal fire from the corner of the curtain, making the cabin very hot.
Xiliu held a silver spoon with a slender handle in her hand, stirring the thick juice in the cup. She was squatting in front of the stove to heat a pot of breasts.
"Mom, have some tea." She poured a cup of tea and handed it to Chen's mother. "I baked a pair of woolen socks for my mother. These are the socks that Mrs. Qing has never worn."
Mother Chen was also tired, and her shoes had long been soaked by the snow. She sat down, changed her socks and had some tea, then asked, "Where have you gone? No one was seen."
"...I came out with Lady Qing." She lowered her head.
"...Who told Mr. Hou and his wife about this?"
"The young lady said she would go pick it up."
"Okay." Mother Chen stopped asking, glanced at Lou Xiliu, and didn't remind her - if she didn't seize this opportunity herself, there would be no next time.
I think Lou Xiliu knew it in her heart. If she didn't know it herself, there would be many difficulties in the future.
When Lou Xiliu saw that Mother Chen didn't ask a question, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and calmed her eyebrows. She held her skirt and sat in front of the stove, waiting for her breasts to boil.
Yes, Gu Yushi is behind the curtain.
She can't shrink her head.
After all, this is her life-saving straw.
After a while, I heard Gu Yushi talking, but Mrs. Hou was still awake, and her breasts were warm after boiling. Lou Xiliu saw that Mrs. Chen was dozing off against the fire.
Lou Xiliu quietly got up and went to the next door to inquire about Whispering. She asked Mr. Gu: "Doctor Gu, would you like some more tea? Can you add some charcoal? I'm afraid my hands will get cold when I prescribe the prescription. Our wife has a lot to do."
Please pay attention to the imperial physician."
Gu Yushi and his second and third colleagues were sitting in front of the stove, watching his nephew interact with the woman in the green dress from the Hou Mansion.
The kettle was purring softly behind the curtain, and the woman poured a few cups of hot tea. In addition to Mr. Gu, she held the tea tray with her slender fingers and presented it to the censors one by one. She turned around and carried a small basket of charcoal.
He came over to add fuel to their fire. Gu Yongtou felt that this woman looked at him a few more times.
But Gu Yongxiu was not surprised. He was originally from Jinyi Fanzi, and he could tell at a glance that Lou Xiliu was different from others.
She had her hair combed into a double bun, a green brocade robe, and pearls hanging from her ears. Especially because her hands and feet were light and she walked silently. Gu Yushi thought that this was a brocade-clad woman from the palace of the Marquis.
The two young censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate did not have such vision. They only saw a green-robed beauty from the duke's mansion, and they felt a little uneasy. They didn't know whether to avoid it.
Gu Yushi shook his head slightly.
"Thank you so much, madam."
"I don't dare." Lou Xiliu said the first words to Gu Yushi without any trouble. She suppressed her joy, Qing Niang's method was really clever.
They said they were going to the East Palace, but in fact they had already made arrangements on the way in the name of the imperial concubine's national mourning. Not a day was wasted.
At the back door, the clever Cao Xiwan was stunned with fear. She looked face to face at Hui Ji who had just dismounted. It was so unexpected.
If she hadn't really put in too much effort and couldn't give up halfway, she would have really wanted to escape first.
She had thought that it would be at least the evening before Gu Yushi and Xiliu could get to know each other, and she could talk to Gu Yongxiu late at night.
But the gray thorn came too soon.
She racked her brains for ideas.
Gray Thorn is wearing a large fur with gray fur and silver fur, but you can't even tell what kind of fur it is. It doesn't get wet even if it is stained with snow. When you look closely, you can see that the fur is smooth and smooth, and it is quite gorgeous. At first glance, it is the fur of a rare animal beyond the Great Wall.
Fortunately, she did not lose the battle. She was wrapped in a black bear spirit from head to toe. She was quite imposing.
But Liu Ruhai didn't say much and turned around to tie up the horse. She felt a little relieved and thought, he is smart! He can treat the female puppet Feng Xiaochu, who gave him this opportunity? Other doctors or spies can't beat the gongs and drums.
What's the chance?
She Cao Xiwan asked herself that she had worked hard to cultivate Liu Ruhai. It was only a little worse than that of Dulou Xiliu.
Gray Thorn's footsteps stalled in front of the back door, and he was looking at her doubtfully. A bad idea suddenly came to her, and she quickly sighed melancholy: "It's me, the six kings."
Gray Thorn was slightly startled. Looking closely at her bearskin scarf, he recognized her cunning eyes. He snorted coldly.