After staying for three days, there was no wind outside, everything was quiet in the Hou Mansion, Qian Yuning was worried, she couldn't eat every day, and she couldn't sleep. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, it was the fourth day, she couldn't sit still anymore, got up early in the morning, freshened up, and then went to the gate of Yonghe Courtyard early to wait. Fortunately, today's weather is quite sunny, there is no snow or rain, she just stood at the gate of Yonghe Courtyard like that, with Xiaoman and the two little maids beside her.

Because of the injury on her leg, she couldn't stand for a long time, and after half an hour came down, when she felt that she was already unstable on her feet, her hand on Xiao Man's body increased her strength, Xiao Man felt it, and said, "Third lady, why don't you go and take a look at the slave again?" Look at Mrs. Hou to get up. ”

Qian Yuning shook her head, she waited outside this door for a long time, these things, Mrs. Hou Ye must have known for a long time, the reason why she didn't call her in immediately was to punish her, if she didn't know the height of the sky and repeatedly urged, I am afraid it would annoy her.

In this way, with the support of the maids, Qian Yuning insisted on standing for half an hour, this time, she really couldn't stand up, she fell crookedly all of a sudden, and she almost fainted. In the drowsiness, I only heard Xiaoman's exclamation, and several maids tried to help her up, but she was unconscious, and she didn't have half the strength in her body, where could she stand up at this time.

After a while, the door of the courtyard opened, and when he saw Meilian coming out, Xiaoman looked at her and said anxiously: "Sister Meilian, you are here, you look at our third lady, fainted." ”

Meilian ran over to help and helped: "Oh, what's the matter, why did you faint, the old lady is calling me to pass on the third lady, let's help the third lady in." ”

Two little maids came out of the courtyard and came up to help, and everyone worked together to help Qian Yuning in and put him in the chair.

Meilian instructed the little maids to bring hot water, Xiaoman twisted a handkerchief with hot water and gave her a hot compress, and after a long sound, Qian Yuning finally eased up and woke up quietly.

"Meilian, did your mother ask you to pass me on?" She asked, a little eagerly.

"Yes, Third Madam, if you wake up, follow me into the inner room." Meilian saluted her and said respectfully.

Xiao Man came forward to help Qian Yuning up, Meilian also came over to help her to go in with the other side, the inner room is Mrs. Hou's bedroom, the inside is very large, divided into two rooms with a screen, the outer room is Mrs. Hou's hospitality, mainly to receive relatives or distinguished female guests, the inner room is Mrs. Hou's sleeping place.

As soon as Qian Yuning entered, he unexpectedly found that Chunjuan was also there, Mrs. Hou Ye was sitting on the edge of the bed, Chunjuan was serving on the side, and saw a small snow-white baby lying on the big bed covered with crimson woven gold peonies, he fell asleep, slept sweetly, and looked very quiet.

Seeing Qian Yuning come in, her face was gray, Chunjuan smiled elegantly, greeted her, helped her, and said softly: "Sister is here, what's wrong, your face is so bad?" Isn't Mo sick? ”

Qian Yuning took a deep breath and smiled reluctantly: "No, probably because the injury on my leg has not healed yet." ”

At this time, Mrs. Hou turned her head and glanced at her, and said lightly, "You are here." ”

Qian Yuning saluted Mrs. Hou and said, "Yes, mother." ”

Mrs. Hou leaned down, wiped the little baby's face lovingly, and said, "Since you are here, let's talk about it, what to do!" ”

What to do? What do you mean? What about this child? Or what happened to the plum garden that day? Qian Yuning's body tensed up suddenly, her heart beat faster, and a trace of fear rose in her heart, she calmed down, glanced at Chunjuan, and saw that she was nothing unusual, what Mrs. Hou is talking about now must be this child! No matter what, she turned her heart sideways and said in a calm and respectful voice: "Mother, this child is also pitiful, just born, his mother went, if he can find a foster mother for him, it would be great." ”

Mrs. Hou snorted and said, "I think so too, then, who do you think is more suitable to raise this child?" After all, it's not biological, can she be good to him? Besides, this child was born less than a month ago, and he was born weak, so I'm afraid he will have to think a lot about it! ”

Qian Yuning said respectfully: "What my mother said is that if my mother thinks that Yuning is suitable, then leave it to me to raise!" happened to be with Brother Feng and Sister Yue'er, so it was good to be a companion. ”

Mrs. Hou Ye glanced at her and said, "You can't do it, the injury on your leg is not healed, and you can't take care of your own children, where can you have the energy to take care of such a young child again." ”

Qian Yuning suddenly remembered Meiyun Meiyu, neither of them had children, and they didn't like the little marquis for nearly a year, they lived lonely in Guixiangju every day, if they had this child, they would definitely cherish and love it, and their lives would not be very poor, and this child would have these two adoptive mothers, presumably he would not suffer in the future! She thought about it, feeling a little sad in her heart, after all, Zhu Rong is also like this because of herself, it can be regarded as atonement, and she will be good to her children in the future, no matter what, now that Zhu Rong is gone, so be it.

"Mother, I think Meiyun and Meiyu can do it, both of them went out of your Yonghe Courtyard, and they were also trained by you in the past, both of them are smart and clever, if this child can be raised by their two sisters, it would be the best." Qian Yuning said.

Listening to what she said, Mrs. Hou Ye nodded, but did not speak, as if she was considering.

At this time, Chunjuan walked over and knelt in front of Mrs. Hou, and said sincerely: "Old lady, the concubine likes this child very much, please give this child to the concubine, and the concubine swears that she will raise him as her own." She paused, and then said: "Although Meiyun and Meiyu's two younger sisters are good, they have never given birth or taken care of children, and when the concubine used to follow the young lady, she often took care of the two little masters, and she had some experience, and the third son was born prematurely, and he was born before full-term, and his body was weak, if he was taken care of by someone who did not know how to take care of him, I am afraid it is not good." ”

Hearing Chunjuan say this, Qian Yuning suddenly had a bad thought in her heart, what does she mean? How could such a thing suddenly come out?

Mrs. Hou turned her head to look at Chunjuan, who knelt respectfully in front of her, looking unusually supple. In the middle of the sound, Mrs. Hou said: "You get up first, I know you have a heart, **** came to see this child, and took care of it carefully, this matter is not in a hurry, let me think about it." ”

Chunjuan got up and stepped aside.

There was a voice outside, Meilian came in with two maids holding food plates, walked to Mrs. Hou's side, saluted, and said: "Old lady, you can use some meals, since the morning, I have only taken care of the third son, and I haven't had time to eat, what if I am hungry." ”

Mrs. Hou nodded and said, "Okay, just use some, you go and call the nurse in to watch the third son." After saying that, she turned to the two of them and said, "Go back, don't pestle here, I will send someone to call you if there is something." ”

Qian Yuning and Chunjuan got up and saluted and said goodbye, and both respectfully withdrew.

Out of the gate of Yonghe Courtyard, the two walked side by side, and after the Yueji flower shop, the two entered a nearby viewing pavilion together.

The two of them each dismissed the maids beside them, Qian Yuning stood silently for a long time, and Chunjuan too, standing idly on the side and looking at the scenery in the garden, no one spoke first, only occasionally saw that the snow on the garden was too heavy and crushed, and fell to the ground with a "squeak", splashing a piece of snow slag. (To be continued.) )