122 One Thing? Something to do with soup?

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"You don't have to think about anything, you just need to cooperate with me during this time and take care of your body. First of all, the incense in the study, you must not be able to light it again. ā€

"Yes, the slave and maid threw away all the incense when they went back."

In fact, the incense in the study was given to her by Aunt Qin, and Red Sleeves naturally knew that it contained musk.

But in order to hide people's eyes and ears and prevent others from being suspicious, she knew that she was a weirdo and couldn't get pregnant, so she deliberately lit those incense incense every day to find an excuse for her infertility.

"That's good!" Lin Yixue said, lowered her head and brushed a few prescriptions,

"You first grab a few pairs of medicines according to this recipe and eat them, and then, according to this recipe for dietary therapy, eat more nourishing foods such as black chicken and mother's soup and deer placenta paste during this time.

Finally, you remember that every afternoon before the hour, I will help you warm the moxibustion with moxa sticks for half an hour, I think it won't be long before your body will return to normal. ā€

Red Sleeves held a few prescriptions, listened to Lin Yixue finish talking about the treatment, knelt in front of Lin Yixue excitedly, and said gratefully:

"Miss, from today on, you are the reborn parents of my Red Sleeves, and Red Sleeves will definitely repay you as a cow and a horse in this life."

"The red-sleeved girl is welcome, in fact, I have always hoped that the red-sleeved girl can add a little son to the Lu Mansion, so that our Lu family will have a successor."

In the end, Lin Yixue still expressed the hope in her heart. I hope that Red Sleeves can add a little master to the Lu Mansion.

Because in ancient times, incense was still crucial.

Lin Yixue didn't want that Aunt Qin had just been eliminated here, and after a year and a half, Lu Yuan would get another unconscious woman to enter the house and toss.

The easiest way is that Red Sleeves can stand out, capture his father's heart, and add a little boy or something to the Lu Mansion by the way, so that it will be the best of both worlds.

A month later, the Drifting Snow Pavilion

"Well, yes, the effect is very good during this time, I'll give you another prescription, you eat for another half a month, I believe that the body will be almost recovered by then." After Lin Yixue finished checking the pulse of the red sleeves, she said with satisfaction.

"Really? Thank you so much, Miss. The slave maid also felt that her complexion had changed for the better, her body was much looser than before, and she was not so afraid of the cold. When I heard it, it was almost good, and Red Sleeves was very grateful.

Lin Yixue lowered her head and brushed the prescription, and said: "Well, as the saying goes: illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread, so during this time, you still have to pay attention to your diet and eat more warm things." ā€

"Yes, the slave maid listens to the eldest lady for everything, so she will go to grab the medicine herself."

Red Sleeves took the square, folded it carefully, and put it close to his body. But people didn't leave in such a hurry as usual.

"What's the matter with the red-sleeved girl?" Lin Yixue flipped it up casually, and asked absentmindedly about the few books that Red Sleeves had just sent.

"Miss, in fact, the slave has always hidden one thing in her heart, I don't know if to talk about it?" Red Sleeves said with some hesitation.

"Oh, it's so mysterious, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Lin Yixue looked at the red sleeves with a hesitant and difficult to choose, and asked a little strangely.

"I don't know, the eldest lady still remembers that on the first day you returned home, the slave maid had someone send a bowl of soup."

Soup? Could it be that on the day when they first entered the mansion, Red Sleeves and Aunt Qin sent a bowl of soup at the same time? Could it be that the red sleeves are about to be exposed?

"Did my father and I just go back to Shengjing? Of course remember, what's wrong? But what's the secret in the soup? ā€

Lin Yixue had a lot of thoughts in her heart, but her face was silent, wanting to see what valuable clues the red sleeves would provide next.

"How so? What secrets are in the soup, the slave and maid really can't say it for a while. However, the slave maid has experienced another thing, which seems to have something to do with the soup. Red Sleeves said with a look of embarrassment.

One thing? Something to do with soup?

Lin Yixue immediately came to her senses when she heard this, and it seemed that as she expected, Red Sleeves really had reliable clues in her hands.

"Oh, what has something to do with the soup, the red-sleeved girl hurriedly said." Lin Yixue put down the book and said with great interest.

"Presumably the eldest lady must have heard that the body of the slave and maid is somewhat similar to that of the lady. Of course, the slave said this, and there was no other meaning, please don't think about it too much? ā€

I'll go, it seems that Red Sleeves also understands the role of his stand-in! Of course, this is not the time to dwell on these.

"This is an objective fact, I naturally don't mind, the girl with red sleeves just has to tell the truth." Lin Yixue continued to ask quietly.

"Speaking of which, it was ten years ago, when the slave maid had just entered the mansion, and had been staying in Zimoxuan to wait for the master, and he was not very familiar with the people in the mansion.

One night, when it was all over the place, the old man came back drunk from outside.

The slave saw that the old man had drunk a lot of wine, so she thought of going to the treasury to get some things and make a bowl of sobering soup for the master, so as not to feel uncomfortable when she woke up the next day.

The slave maid came out of Zimoxuan, maybe it was late, and she was not very familiar with the road in the house, so the slave maid got lost.

Later, the slave and maid walked around the house for a long time, and came to a remote place.

The slave and maid in the distance saw a mother-in-law, standing there, as if she was chanting words in her mouth, and what was she worshipping in the air?

When the slave and maid saw that they had finally met someone, they were overjoyed, and they didn't think much about it, but they were hesitating to go up and ask their mother-in-law for directions.

Who knows, the woman was shocked when she saw the slave and maid, knelt there with a plop, and kowtowed to the slave and maid vigorously, and her head was bleeding.

The slave and maid were also frightened, so they were stunned with the lantern, forgetting to speak and not leaving.

The woman was even more frightened when she saw it, not only did her head hit more fiercely, but she kept muttering:

"Madame, you really showed up. Please also have a large number of adults, spare the slave and maid a cheap life! You really can't blame the slave maid for those soup things, the slave maid also has something unspeakable, and someone else forced the slave and maid to do this.

Madame, if you feel that you have a grievance in your heart, and you want to take revenge, you should find those who have harmed you, and you really can't blame the slave maid for this. ā€

At that time, the slave maid was young after all, and the lady had not been away for a long time, so the slave maid was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything, and ran away. ā€

Red Sleeves and Pearl glanced at each other after hearing Red Sleeves' words, so isn't there a problem in those soups?

But what's the problem? Now it's easy to do, as long as you find that mother-in-law and torture to extract a confession, won't the truth be revealed to the world?

"Oh, and that kind of thing? The red-sleeved girl, do you remember what characteristics the woman has? ā€