Recently, the Hua family has been in a depression, and the servants are all cautious, and no one dares to say a word, and there is no excitement in the past.

Wan Niang was crazy, and when she woke up the next day, she didn't know anyone, and she was still afraid that others would touch her, and only the maids who were waiting around her could approach her.

Ji Shi is really sick this time, she has been burning for several days, and she shouted Wan Niang in her dream, Feng Shi transferred two reliable people from her side to serve her, and Hua Meiniang also came back from Rui Wangfu to accompany her in the past few days.

"The old slave heard that the eldest lady discussed with the uncle and wanted the second girl to accompany the old lady back to Licheng. ”

There is a golden wire cage hanging under the eaves in the courtyard of Ballantine's Hall, and a colorful parrot is kept, which was bought by Tianhua Junze a few days ago to make the old lady happy. can learn to speak, and shout in the yard every day "The old lady lives a hundred years".

The old lady is doing well now, staying in the house every day, feeling that everyone is moldy, and the weather is good today, so she comes out to bask in the sun.

She sat in a rocking chair under the porch, teasing the parrot.

"I didn't like Wanniang's child before, but now-" In the end, it was her granddaughter, and the old lady couldn't help but feel distressed, "If she can really let go, I am willing to take her, our hometown is clean, maybe we can cure the disease, and when I find her relatives in the future, I will say that I have reconciled with her original husband, and we will add more dowry to her." ”

Mama Mao fed the parrot and hesitated: "What does the old lady mean is that the eldest lady is unwilling? No, she discussed it with our uncle." ”

"Is she willing to let Wanniang go back to her hometown alone? I'm afraid that she won't believe me, and I'm afraid that I will bully her daughter. The old lady scoffed.

Mama Mao sighed, fed another bite of food to the parrot, the old lady leaned forward, looked at her fixedly, and said, "However, I want to take Jiao Niang back." ”

Mama Mao was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Does the old lady think that the fifth girl is good and want her to follow her?"

The old lady shook her head mysteriously, and Mama Lamao was closer, "I have a plan in my heart, the second family's Manniang has been married to Xiangyang Wangfu for a few years, and she has never had a body, but the side concubine of her family has a son and a daughter first, and she is favored, I am afraid that the identity of Manniang Xiangyang Wang's princess is not guaranteed." ”

The old lady said that Manniang is the eldest daughter of Jiao Niang's second uncle, who has one in twenty this year, and married into the Xiangyang Mansion in Licheng five years ago.

At that time, everyone said that she had a good life, and she could marry into the palace as the princess, and the prince was handsome and chic, both civil and military, but when she married her, she knew that the prince of Xiangyang was a romantic seed, and there were groups of concubines in the house, and she was not the person who would be spoiled and stupid, and she was unwilling to compete for favor with the concubines, and she always persuaded him to study and progress, but he was bored.

Three years ago, one of his favorite concubines gave birth to a boy and a girl, and she was even more spoiled side by side with her, she was soft, and the side concubine often bullied her by virtue of being favored, she never went back to her parents' house to complain, but this time before the old lady came back, she went to see her, and the old lady found that there were traces of crying on her face, and she asked deeply, and she told the truth.

Mama Mao understood and immediately understood what she meant, and inhaled: "Does the old lady want the fifth girl to help the princess?"

"Well, Jiao Niang looks good, don't say it's our city, but look at the whole capital, how many are there? That side concubine is not younger and more beautiful than Jiao Niang, how long can she be favored?" The old lady also pondered for a long time, "Besides, the matter of my poisoning, I also see that she has a bit of scheming, as long as she helps Manniang, Manniang's title of concubine in this world can stand." ”

Mama Mao disagrees with this in her heart, then the prince of Xiangyang is a gentleman, and he has already lost one, do you want to take another one?

It's just that she knows that the old lady doesn't want to lose the Xiangyang Palace, the royal noble's in-laws, so she tries her best to make the relationship between the two mansions firmly binding.

Mama Mao smiled forcefully, "But can the fifth girl be willing?"

The old lady said as a matter of course: "Why is she unwilling to do this good thing, I can promise her, as long as she is pregnant with a son, I will let Manniang inherit the past, and she will inherit the throne in the future." ”

Yu Yu sighed, "And Manniang's health is not good, if she is trampled by that side concubine again, I don't know how long she can live." I think in case Manniang can't support it, I'll talk to my in-laws, and it's not impossible to ask Jiao Niang to replace her. There was a determined glint in her eyes, "In short, this princess must be from our family." ”

Mama Mao didn't expect the old lady to think so long-term, and even calculated the aftermath of the eldest sister in advance.

She niche lips and wanted to persuade a few words, but seeing that the old lady was so resolute, she still didn't say it in the end.

She understood why the old lady cared so much about Xiangyang Palace, firstly, because climbing into this in-law family would help the future of the second master, Brother Ze and Brother Rui. Second, to put it mildly, it is An Mu vanity, people in several rooms in her hometown live together, and it is inevitable that people at the head of each room compare with each other, and she has the in-laws of Xiangyang Wangfu to support her face.

Although the eldest girl in the uncle's family is married to Lord Rui, it is even more noble, but after all, it is far away.

Jiao Niang didn't know that she had fallen into other people's calculations, and was sitting in the room embroidering.

The golden needle in his hand flew, and soon a butterfly jumped vividly on the silk, as if it was about to take off.

Qing Huan next to him talked about what he heard, "Fang's mother and son were found dead at home this morning, saying that they were poisoned by charcoal, strange, how warm it was on this day, why was he so cold and still burning charcoal." ”

Shui Xiang brought hot tea and said, "What's so strange about this, when I think about it, I know that I was killed by someone, disguised as a fake of coal poisoning, just like a few people who were found drowning in the moat a few days ago." All of them are dead, clean and clean, and the eldest lady is really resolute. "It's quite ironic.

Jiao Niang raised her eyes and stared at her, she said with a smile: "Girl, drink tea." ”

"There are some words that you just need to take to heart. Jiao Niang asked her to put it aside, and her tone was solemn. If these words are heard, they will cause trouble.

Shui Xiang lowered her eyebrows, "Yes." ”

Qing Huan whispered: "But then again, it's really dangerous, the slave maid is afraid to think about it now, if it was the girl who got into the carriage that day, the person who is crazy now is the girl." ”

Jiao Niang's hand paused, the tip of the needle stopped in the air, and the fine light flashed into her eyes.

After Wan Niang went crazy, Jiao Niang went to visit once.

The initial pleasure slowly diminished after seeing her, and even made her feel a hint of guilt.

She knew that she shouldn't feel guilty, she shouldn't be pitied, it was Ji's sin, and it should be borne by her children, but seeing Wanniang's tragic situation, her heart was blaming herself.

Jiao Niang closed her eyes, opened them again, couldn't bear to press under her eyes, the needle in her hand was accurately tattooed on the embroidery, and then turned her hand to the bottom to tighten the thread, a few repeatedly, a peony flower burst out.