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The concubine put down the book, looked her up and down carefully, and nodded lightly: "Call the painting, get up, come and sit here, let me take a look." ā€

It seems that this granddaughter is not as unbearable as rumored outside.

Dignified manners, polite, although the demeanor is cowardly, a little childish, but not vulgar and annoying.

It seems that the rumors are not to be believed, and he sends people to ask for peace every day, but he is a child who understands etiquette and filial piety.

Ji Wu immediately sat beside her obediently, and saw that she had a good impression of herself and had a gentle attitude, so she took the opportunity to say: "My grandmother is in good health, and Hua'er has always been worried, but because my grandmother is sick, I don't dare to disturb." ā€

"It's all right."

Mama Du sent the decoction to the concubine to drink.

Ji Wu took it casually: "Let me feed it!" ā€

As he spoke, he gently blew on the hot and cold decoction.

"Grandmother, drink the medicine quickly, so that your body can get better quickly." She lifted the medicine bowl and brought it to the concubine.

"What's the matter with your hand?" The concubine noticed that on the back of her hand, her hand was wrapped in gauze, faintly dripping with blood.

Ji Wu hurriedly retracted her hand and bowed her head: "It's okay, I accidentally fell down and bruised." ā€

Qi Rushang thought that she would deliberately sue, how could she be so stupid, that kind of practice was too deliberate, but it was easy to expose her intentions.

Now it is a good idea to inadvertently let the concubine find out and make her think that she was being bullied by Qi Rusheng.

"The bandaging is too casual, the hands and feet are all women's finesse, you can't be careless, have you let the doctor take a look." The concubine reproached.

Ji Wu lowered her head: "It's just a small injury, you don't need a labor doctor, let Xiaoju bandage it." ā€

"Then you have to bandage it carefully, and let Mama Du re-bandage it for you."

Mama Du opened the gauze, and the concubine couldn't help frowning when she saw a long wound on the back of her hand:

"This wound doesn't look like an abrasion, but like a cut, so serious, don't let the doctor see it, painting, what's going on?"

"It's okay, it's the painting that was careless, careless......" Ji Yu shook her head in a panic

When the concubine saw that she was so panicked, she understood: "Someone hurt you?" ā€

"No, it was the painting that injured itself."

"Hua'er, let me ask you, when you first came to the palace, you came to greet you in person, why did you only send a girl later?"

"I—I'm sick......"

"Been sick for more than twenty days?"

"......" Ji Wu lowered her head helplessly.

The concubine sighed and asked Mama Du: "After Hua'er entered the mansion, where did she live, how many girls did she serve, how much food and clothing, and tell the old body everything you know?" ā€

Mama Du replied honestly: "Miss Biao lives in a remote courtyard in the north, and there is only one eleven-year-old little girl waiting. I also heard rumors that the county lord of Rushang didn't care about Miss Biao, and Miss Yuxuan also called at her and scolded her at every turn. Some time ago, Miss Timetable didn't come to ask for peace, it is said that Uncle Huang ordered Miss Yuxuan to guard the flower tree for a month, but Yuxuan asked Miss Biao to replace her. I'm afraid that this injury was caused by the county lord, so how could I let the doctor see it! ā€

The concubine's face became ugly, and although she was not angry, she was not very happy.

"The small courtyard in the north is the residence of the subordinates, and as a noble lady in the palace, there is only one girl to wait. Hua'er is the beloved daughter of General Ji Yuan, and she treats her like a concubine, as a mother-in-law, what kind of system has she become. If people know, won't they laugh at my Qi Palace. ā€