Chapter 53: Prince Gong's Mansion

Zhou Ze also saw Ding Huiniang who was incensed with her when he "met" Su Yanrong a few years ago, because she was a good girl with Su Yanrong, so she specially asked someone to check it, and she had some impressions, and then Ding Huiniang was married to Zhao Yi'an by Ding Pengyi, and Zhou Ze sighed with Su Yanrong at that time.

Now listening to Su Yanrong ask about Ding Huiniang's situation, Zhou Ze thought for a while and said, "The complexion looks fine, but the person is very thin, I am a foreign man, I haven't paid so much attention, and when you go to the eldest princess's mansion tomorrow, you will naturally be able to see it." ”

Ding Huiniang didn't like the eldest princess of Huiyang, and was even pressed on the head by a concubine, Su Yanrong knew these news better than Zhou Ze, Ding Huiniang said that it was soft and kind at best, but it was cowardly and confused if it was hard to hear, and she couldn't stand up by herself, and it was temporary for others to help.

"Yes, it just so happened that the last time I entered the palace, Niangniang rewarded the concubine with a few silk horses, and Huiniang's sister was suitable," Prince Gong's Mansion needs the support of the eldest princess of Huiyang, even if Ding Huiniang can't help a lot, but now she is serving next to Zhao Yi'an's sickbed, which can be regarded as a way.

However, Suidehou is the founding meritorious, and now he is still the former military palm seal governor of the Five Armies Governor's Mansion, and it is not impossible to use it for himself, Zhou Ze tapped the bookcase, "This matter must be exhausted, the son of the world is sick, which father will not be suspenseful, and those of us who are juniors can't just watch their father and son stay estranged,"

"What the prince said is that Zhao Shizi is the only son of the Hou Ye, and he will inherit the Hou Mansion in the future, if the father and son are out of harmony, the royal face will not look good," Su Yanrong said softly.

The best thing about this wife is to be kind to her own mind, Zhou Ze held Su Yanrong's hand with satisfaction, "Kun'er doesn't know if he woke up, let's see him." ”

In Qingyun Hall, Liancheng only woke up after a short sleep after drinking the medicine, he looked at the empty room, and for the first time felt that it was not a very comfortable thing to be quiet.

"Someone,"

Hua'er heard the voice in the inner room and hurriedly came in, "What do you command?" ”

"What time is it?" He seemed to be a little hungry.

Hua'er turned around and glanced at the gilded Western clock in the corner of the second room, and the gold needle on it was only pointed at the seven, "Hui Shizi, the needle is on the word Qi!" ”

"What about Madame? Are you still resting? "Thinking that Ding Huiniang guarded him all night, it was a little unbearable to call her over to Liancheng now.

Hua'er secretly glanced at Liancheng's face, and saw that he didn't mean to be angry, "Yes, the slave maid heard Qi'er say that Madame was tired last night, and she rested when she went back,"

Do you want her to call someone now?

"That's it," Liancheng was still a little unaccustomed to calling the subordinates of the eldest princess's mansion, he glanced at the painting, and decided that he would wait a while, and when the time came, the kitchen would finally bring breakfast, "You help me pour some water,"

"Shizi, when Madame left, I ordered, if Shizi has an appetite, I will ask the slave maid to serve you the bird's nest porridge that has been warm, you see," Hua'er saw Zhao Yi'an drink the water in the tea bowl in a few sips, and asked cautiously.

"Okay, you can bring it here," as if the secret had been discovered, Liancheng's face was slightly red.

Ge Jian, who had been waiting for an opportunity outside, saw the painting come out and hurriedly greeted him, "Sister Hua'er, how is the prince?" Are you better? ”

The maids of Qionghua Courtyard were bullied by the people of Xianrong Academy, and now no matter how bright Ge Jian's smile is, he can't get a little favor from the painting, "Trouble let me go, I'm going to serve porridge to the prince,"

"I'll help you, I've been watching the porridge for you," Ge Jin hurriedly followed the painting to the west chamber and said with a smile, "I heard that Shizi is sick, I haven't slept all night, thinking that all of us in Qingyun Hall are pointing to the four of you, where are you busy, Wei Zi and I have nothing to do all day to take the moon silver in the mansion, how can this work?" ”

The painting brought down the bird's nest porridge simmering on the small stove, Ge Jian hurriedly took a small cup with a sweet white porcelain flower and bird pattern, and helped the painting to pack the porridge, only to think that he had brought the mahogany strip plate, but he didn't expect to be pulled directly by the painting to his side, "Sister Ge Jin is right, so I asked your four sisters to take care of the clothes of the prince, two days ago, the jade version of the sister made two Songjiang three-shuttle cotton coats for the prince, I see the flowers on the sleeves, embroidered as the real thing, what about the three of you?" I didn't even send a pair of socks to the prince,"

"I thought it was Sister Ge Jian, who was ordered by the eldest princess to come over to be the old feudal monarch, and I didn't dare to say anything, it turns out that Sister Ge Jin also knows that you are here to serve the prince?"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the scarf that was stunned on the side, and walked straight away with a plate.

This slut! Ge Jin looked at the swaggering back of the painting, and secretly hated why he didn't kill this little hoof in the first place, and he didn't have to suffer this anger today!

Hua'er brought bird's nest porridge into Qingyun Hall, and the east chamber immediately got the news, and the red sleeves looked at Ding Huiniang, who was sleeping sweetly, and couldn't bear to wake her up, but Zhao Yi'an woke up, and Ding Huiniang was still lying high safely, and it reached the ears of the eldest princess, but I was afraid that it would be another right and wrong.

"Madam, madam, the prince is awake, why don't you go over and take a look?" Red sleeves rubbed in front of Ding Huiniang's bed step by step and whispered to her.

Worried about Liancheng's illness in her heart, Ding Hui actually didn't completely sleep, just now the words of Red Sleeves and Mama Fang's outside the house had already reached her ears, and she heard Red Sleeves call her, "The prince wants to drink porridge?" That's great,"

If you have an appetite, it means that the fever has subsided, "Let's go, let's go and have a look, by the way, and then ask the kitchen to send some meals to the three doctors, which will be more hearty,"

"Caught" a few old men at night, and the eldest princess of Huiyang dared to do so.

When Ding Hui arrived at Qingyun Hall, Liancheng had already drunk two bowls of porridge, and when he saw Ding Hui coming, he was a little happy and a little guilty, "Why did you come here, the painting said that you were too tired and had already rested,"

"It's already dawn, and you're sick again, even if I rest, I won't be able to sleep well," Ding Hui put his hand on Liancheng's forehead familiarly, "Well, sure enough, it didn't burn again, and I'll wait for Imperial Doctor Tian to eat for them in a while, and then I'll come over to show you." ”

After serving Liancheng for a few days, the painting had already figured out Liancheng's habit of not liking people around him, and seeing that he was no longer called Tim, he went out with a tray and closed the door by the way.

"Yesterday, several doctors said that you were negligent in conditioning, and to put it bluntly, we didn't give you a good meal,"

Ding Hui looked at Liancheng's bloodless lips, "What do you say?" Still plain? In the future, you will be the same as before, lingering on the sickbed? Can't even climb a horse? ”

"I'm just not used to it, no," Seeing that Ding Hui was unhappy, Liancheng felt weak for a while, and he didn't have enough confidence to defend himself. (To be continued.) )