Staying for a day is already a grace given in the face of the little prince, and if you live again, not to mention the harem concubines, even the queen mother and her old man can't let it, and the ancestral rules can't be broken.

As soon as she returned to Wenhua Palace, Yu Qing asked Xiyue to call her grandmother over and took the little prince to breastfeed.

Because he was afraid that the mixture of other milk and traditional Chinese medicine would be prone to problems, Yu Qing was ruthless and pressed for a day, and did not dare to let the little prince drink goat milk.

I went back to bed and fell asleep.

Xiyue stretched the quilt for Yu Qing, put down the bed curtain, retreated lightly, and returned to her room to see the evening lotus, she has been waiting for the news of the little prince, presumably she hasn't slept well all night.

It's too late to wake up after a sunny day.

Xiyue heard the movement and walked into the room, lifted the window curtain, and talked to Yu Qing while arranging the ties: "The little master is awake, but he is hungry, what do you want to eat?" ”

Lunch time has passed, the imperial dining room is not able to pass the meal, fortunately there is a small kitchen above the noble position, otherwise fall asleep like the master, I am afraid that I will stay hungry until the evening.

The emperor also sent someone to ask, and when he heard that Yu Qing was still sleeping, he didn't let anyone disturb him.

Yu Qing's mind was a little dizzy, I don't know if it was the exhaustion of staying up late, or if she slept too much, and she was still confused when she got up.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I saw that the table in the hall, the side couch was full of large and small brocade boxes, I didn't react for a while, and wondered: "The emperor rewarded it?" ”

Xiyue threw a towel, wrung out the water, handed it to Yu Qing, and said: "The little prince's 100-day banquet, the congratulatory gifts of the ladies of each palace, the slaves and maids are sorting out. ”

I couldn't help but slander in my heart, the master thinks of beautiful things when he sees the sky, how can the emperor reward these things for no reason, if the master knows how to please the emperor so well, she and Wanhe don't have to worry so much a few days ago.

Yu Qing cleaned her face with a towel, and her mind gradually cleared up, it should have been sent back by the emperor after they came back.

got up and walked to the hall, and said: "What to sort out, it's still the old rule, just receive it from the library, don't take it out and use it." ”

Children's 100-day banquet, what can the concubine send, it is nothing more than some long-life locks, jade Ruyi, and then clothes and shoes. No matter what, she didn't feel at ease, and she wouldn't use it on Jing Yuan.

"The slave woke up, but Wanhe said that it was better to see them one by one." Xiyue said.

Wanhe told her that she still had to know in her heart, if he met a lady in the palace every day, and asked something, even if the little master didn't know, they could answer.

Xiyue felt that it made sense, so she put it all out and looked at it while tidying it up.

Yu Qing nodded when she heard this, Wanhe was really careful, "I'll sort it out with you." ”

"The little master should eat first, and come over in the evening, where can you do it."

Xiyue stacked several boxes on the table together, hugged them to the side couch on the side, vacated the table, poured another cup of tea for Yuqing, and said.

Yu Qing raised her eyes to look at Xiyue, mixed with joy and surprise, and said, "Is Wanhe okay?" ”

In the palace of Concubine Hua that day, she was only punished for copying, and her right wrist was unable to lift her strength for a long time, and she knelt for so long, facing the sun and the Bodhisattva statue, and still smoked, which was much more serious than her.

When I came back, my throat was speechless, my eyes were burning and I couldn't open them, and I couldn't stop crying when my eyes were closed.

Yu Qing specially invited Meng Qingxuan to come over, took medicine for a few days, applied some ointment, and Yu Qing also went to see it a few times, but the situation was not very good.

Just in time to prepare for the 100-day ceremony of the little prince, Yu Qing hadn't seen the evening lotus for a few days, and suddenly heard that the evening lotus was coming, how could he not be happy.

Before Xiyue could answer, a person came in at the door, not who Wanhe was.

didn't wait for Wanhe to say goodbye, Yuqing pulled the person down to herself, patted Wanhe's hand, and said with a smile: "Now that I can get out of the house, it's finally good." ”

"The slave and maid asked the little master to say goodbye, so that the little master was worried." The hand was held by Yu Qing, and the evening lotus was still blessed.

This voice......

Yu Qing's heart tightened, her eyes were red, and she held Wanhe's hand unconsciously exerting force, "How can this be?" ”

Wanhe lowered her head and didn't speak, and looked at Xiyue with questioning eyes.

"Little master, because of the long hours of reading aloud, the evening lotus is smoky, and the throat is broken, and the eyes are not as clear as before."

Xiyue couldn't hold back her words, ignored Wanhe and shook her head desperately, but still said it.

How can you even ...... your eyes? Yu Qing couldn't believe it, staring at Wanhe's eyes, it was obviously the same as usual, still so clear and bright......

"Can this be hidden, the little lord will know sooner or later." Xiyue looked at Wanhe and said while wiping her tears.

"What did Imperial Physician Meng say? Didn't you prescribe medicine? Yu Qing held back her tears, and her words were difficult.

Xiyue shook her head and didn't speak, the meaning was self-evident.

Wanhe took a deep breath, Rao was fully prepared before, and she was still a little sad in the face of the little master's concern.

"It's okay, little master, the slave and maid like this voice now, it seems that the slave and maid are more stable, isn't it."

Wan He smiled hard and said, "Besides, these eyes just can't see things in the distance clearly, and it's okay to be close, don't worry." ”

No matter how strong she is, she is just a fifteen-year-old girl, a voice like a drizzle, now it has become low and dull, although it is not very difficult to hear, but it will be sad after all, and now she comes to comfort her.

Yu Qing patted Wanhe's hand, didn't dare to promise anything, and secretly warned himself in his heart that one day he would seek justice for Wanhe.

Several people adjusted their emotions, Xiyue went to inform the small kitchen to prepare a meal for Chaoqing, turned around and came back to sort out the congratulatory gifts together.

Sure enough, as Xiyue thought, they were all long-life locks, jade ruyi, clothes and shoes, etc., so it was easy to sort out.

"Concubine De has a heart, and sent a picture of Jiang's mother hugging her child." Wanhe unfolded a scroll, looked at it, and said with a smile to Yuqing.

Yu Qing looked over, and first saw the blue background gold bar sealed brocade box on the table, Shu brocade satin, the inner material is Huanghuali, and even the box is so chic.

When I saw Xiyue's hand, it was an unfolded scroll, and the paper was yellowed, and it could be seen that it was well preserved.

In the painting, a woman's face is cold and hard, revealing tenacity, looking at the baby in her arms but warm and loving, and there are inscriptions and inscriptions next to her, to the effect that she looks at it to express her thoughts about her deceased mother.

Yu Qing didn't know why, and looked at Wanhe with puzzled eyes, "What's wrong with this painting?" Is there anything special about it? "Giving a painting is more heartfelt than a gift next to it.

"Little master, don't you know Mother Jiang? What about Jiang Gong Zhuo? Wanhe asked with some surprise.

Yu Qing shook her head when she heard two unfamiliar names, should she know?

Seeing this, Xiyue opened her mouth to explain to Wanhe: "After the accident at home, the little master had a serious illness, and he didn't remember many things after waking up. ”

Wanhe listened, then nodded, felt that this was reasonable, looked at Yu Qing's eyes with more distress, and began to tell Yu Qing a story.

Yu Qing raised her eyebrows and didn't speak, but she forgot that she had to explain to Wanhe that she was from another time and space.

It turned out that Jiang's mother was a famous loving mother in their history here, and her husband abandoned his wife in order to seek an official position and married a young lady from a big official family.

Jiang's mother raised her children alone, and was coldly looked at and bullied by people.

She has worked as a porter, picked up manure, and has done any difficult work, as long as she is willing to use her, she will do it.

Under such difficult conditions, she also insisted on providing her children with education, and in order to visit the famous teacher at that time, she went to the door of the house every day to plead, and persisted for two years, rain or shine, before she moved the famous teacher and accepted his son as a student.

Fortunately, her son was also angry, and was finally admitted to Taixue, and her son was Jiang Gong Zhuo, a famous calligrapher and painter in history.

Legend has it that Jiang's mother hugged her child, which was made by Jiang Gong Zhuo after the death of Jiang's mother, and Jiang Gong Zhuo's works have been handed down to this day mostly calligraphy, so the picture scroll is particularly precious.

Yu Qing thought it was interesting after listening to it, isn't this the combination of Chen Shimei and Tao Kan's mother's story?

"Moreover, not only Jiang's mother loves her son, Jiang's family is also very filial, Jiang's mother was extremely filial before his death, and in the five years after Jiang's mother's death, he became ill and finally went with Jiang's mother."

After Wanhe told it, she was very sad and seemed to think of her parents, "This painting implies the filial piety of the mother and the son, so the slave maid said that Concubine De has a heart." ”

Yu Qing saw that Wanhe was sad, and she couldn't bear to splash cold water, she didn't like this story very much.

Jiang's mother didn't get a lover, her life was hard, she finally raised her son as an adult, and she went without enjoying a few days of happiness, and what was even more infuriating was that her son, who was unhealthy and supported his mother's life's hope to live, but let his thoughts drag down his body.

If she is Jiang's mother, she must find an honest person to remarry, and it is better for two people to work than to work hard for one, so that they will not accumulate work and become ill.

As for his son's studies, let it be, he doesn't have to be outstanding, as long as his life can be safe and smooth.

"Concubine De Niangniang really has a heart, find a place to frame it." No matter how bad the story is, the intention of the person who sent the painting is good, and he appreciates it and lets the evening lotus choose a conspicuous place to hang.

The meal was served, and Yu Qing smelled the fragrance of the vegetables and realized that she was already hungry, so she asked Xiyue and Wanhe to clean up first and sit at the table to eat.

The two of them didn't point at Yu Qing, they cleaned up by themselves, and whenever they saw something special and interesting, they would say a word or two to Yu Qing.

Xiyue opened a black sandalwood box with a book in it, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect that the gift given by Concubine Jia was actually a "New Miscellaneous Record". ”

Hearing Concubine Jia, Yu Qing put down the loin of the purse that was about to enter her mouth, turned her head to look at Xiyue and asked, "What is that?" ”

Seeing Yu Qing's attention, Xiyue handed over the book and said, "It's a story book, and many scholars use it to make children's first reading materials. ”

Oh? It's a novelty.

What is strange is not books, but that Concubine Jia, a philistine who is not gold or silver, would actually give a reading material?

The cover is simple, with four big characters on the book, "New Miscellaneous Records", flip through a few pages, and it is really a collection of folk tales.

It's just that as the pages of the book swayed, a vague aroma wafted from the tip of Yu Qing's nose, and he suddenly became vigilant.

I went up and sniffed it carefully, it was very light, and I called Xiyue and Wanhe to smell it, and both of them said that it did have an aroma, but the taste was extremely light.

Yu Qing had some guesses in her heart, if this was really the case, then she would definitely not let Concubine Jia go!

"Xiyue, go and ask Imperial Doctor Meng to come over, and when you ask, let him help confirm whether the little prince has cleaned up the remaining poison."