Mrs. Zhao waited for the doctor to prescribe medicine to Zhao Shuqing, sent someone to send the doctor away, and she went to see Mrs. Zhao.

"This girl is sick and crooked, I'm afraid she won't be able to get into the eyes of those wives." Mrs. Zhao didn't want a sick daughter-in-law either.

"Her body is not good, but her appearance is good, and she is lovely." Old Mrs. Zhao paused, "Queen Mingsu, who favored the harem back then, was a sick beauty. ”

Mrs. Zhao instantly understood that such a sick beauty, the wives didn't like it, but she could provoke the love of men, and said with a smile: "I have a branch of ginseng there, let the stove bring it and the chicken stew soup to make up for her." ”

"It's not enough to make up for it, just don't let her work so hard." Mrs. Zhao stared at her fiercely, she has good ginseng, but she is not filial to her mother-in-law, which is hateful.

Mrs. Zhao came back to her senses by her gaze, knew that she had missed her mouth, and lowered her head to look at the handkerchief in her hand.

Zhao Shuqing fell ill again and asked the doctor to get medicine, and the smell of medicine began to waft in the courtyard again.

On the second day of Zhao Shuqing's illness, Mrs. Zhao pretended to be concerned and asked Zhao Wangshu, "The two maidservants that your eldest aunt gave you, can you still use them?" ”

"Agreeable, so agreeable, there is a shortage of needlework around me to do good work, their needlework is really good." Zhao Wangshu got up with a smile and saluted Mrs. Zhao, "Thank you, auntie." ”

Douhua and Peach were arranged by Zhao Wangshu to go to make shoes after they finished playing, anyway, she didn't let the two of them wander around idlely.

"You use what you want, it's fine." Mrs. Zhao smirked.

The maidservant girl gave it to her, no matter how she called it, Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao were really hard to say.

After the Xia Yuan Festival, the girls' yard was filled with fire dragons, and the cold wind was gusting outside, and the house was as warm as spring.

Zhao Jiahua said that the troupe from Jiangnan had been singing in Jiqing Theater for five days, and the audience was jammed, and before the three of them could persuade Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao would take them out to listen to the play.

The reason is: "The girls have worked hard at school, so they should take a day off, and be brisk and brisk." ”

Zhao Wangshu didn't believe this reason, and when they met the eldest princess of Pingyang and her party in the theater, it proved that she was right.

The eldest princess of Pingyang is the same mother and sister today, quite favored, and at the age of twenty, she descended to the Yao family and had a son and two daughters.

Today, in addition to her two husbands and concubines, there are also her second daughter Yao Shanyu and four nieces.

"The old woman has seen the eldest princess." Old Mrs. Zhao owes herself.

The eldest princess of Pingyang smiled and said, "Old lady, don't be polite." ”

Although the emperor has not yet shown grace to the Zhao family, Mrs. Zhao is only a third-grade lady, and her grade is not as high as that of the eldest princess of Pingyang, but Mrs. Zhao is the biological mother of the future, and she is older than her, so she can be treated politely.

"I didn't expect to meet the eldest princess here." Old Mrs. Zhao said with a smile.

"The old lady is also here to see the play, let's go together." The eldest princess of Pingyang invited cordially.

Mrs. Zhao came here to "meet" the eldest princess of Pingyang, and happily agreed to the invitation of the eldest princess of Pingyang, "Then disturb the eldest princess." ”

Entering the private room, the eldest princess of Pingyang politely asked Yao Shanyu and her nieces to come over to meet Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao also asked the girls of the Zhao family to come to greet the eldest princess of Pingyang, and when she saw the nine girls of the Zhao family wearing different red embroideries of the same style, the eyes of the eldest princess of Pingyang flashed.

For the Zhao family to select girls from the clan and receive them to raise in the mansion, all the provinces in the city basically know what the Zhao family has in mind.

There are those who despise, there are those who envy, there are those who ignore, and there are those who disdain...... However, I am afraid of Empress Zhao in the palace, and there are no rumors on the market.

"The old lady is really good at training people, look at these girls, Zhong Lingyuxiu, all of them, compare to this naughty girl in my family." The eldest princess of Pingyang laughed jokingly.

"The eldest princess is falsely praised, they are all country girls, it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, and they are not as good as the county lord." Old Mrs. Zhao said modestly.

In the hypocritical polite words between the two, the girls all retreated to the next seats and sat down, and the stage drama began.

"The black rabbit only shines on the horizon, the fairy donkey on the sea screams, and the peach blossoms bloom in a flash, so do the fairy flowers also have to be swept by idlers."

The stage sang "The Story of the Pillow", which tells the story of Lu Dongbindu Lu Shengxian and his experience of glory and wealth in an instant.

But when Mrs. Zhao came to listen to this play, she felt a little ridiculous.

Halfway through the play, Zhao Jiahua pressed his stomach, his lips turned white, and he moaned quietly, "Ouch, it hurts."

Zhao Wangshu asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I don't know if I ate the wrong thing, my stomach hurts, it's like a knife." Zhao Jiahua's voice trembled in pain.

"We ate breakfast together, it shouldn't be the wrong thing, do you want to go to the clean room?"

Zhao Jiahua nodded, "Will you accompany me?" ”

"Okay." Zhao Wangshu reached out to help her.

"Miss Shu, let the slave come." Feng Ling said busily.

"Green Branch, you also take a hand." Zhao Wangshu was afraid that she would not be able to support Zhao Jiahua alone.

The two of them helped Zhao Jiahua up, and Zhao Wangshu raised his leg and was about to follow, but was stopped by Zhao Yuzhen, "Sister Shu, where are you going?" What happened to Sister Hua? ”

"Sister Hua is going to the clean room, I'll accompany her." Zhao Wangshu paused, "Do you want to be together?" ”

"I'm not going, you guys go back quickly." Zhao Yuzhen said.

Zhao Jiahua was in a hurry to go to the clean room, but there was still some distance from the clean room, so he was stopped.

"The county lord is inside, you guys wait." The guard said.

The privilege of a privileged person can't be hard with others, so Zhao Wangshu said: "Sister Hua, you sit down by the fence, wait a minute." ”

Zhao Jiahua said without crying: "Don't sit, just stand." ”

Seeing her like this, Zhao Wangshu suddenly realized something, approached her and asked in a low voice, "You shouldn't be a letter, right?" ”

"I don't know, I just feel something pouring out." Zhao Jiahua hasn't come to Yuexin yet, and he doesn't know too much.

Zhao Wangshu frowned, could she be menarche? It's a problem, "Do you have a menstrual belt?" ”

"At home." Zhao Jiahua's face was wrinkled into a bun, who would carry that thing with him if he had nothing to do.

"Don't worry, it may not be." Zhao Wangshu was lucky.

At this time, Yao Shanyu, the county lord of Yixing, came over and saw the four of them, "What are you doing here?" ”

The tone of questioning, this is to treat them as people who tend to be inflammatory?

Zhao Wangshu bowed and said: "County Lord, we are the girls of the Zhao family, my sister has unbearable abdominal pain, and she came to the clean room." ”

"We didn't know that the county lord was here, so we collided with the county lord and asked the county lord to be guilty." Zhao Jiahua endured the pain.

Yao Shanyu saw that her face was pale, not like she was lying, "Okay, if you want to go to the clean room, go quickly." ”

Zhao Jiahua glanced at Zhao Wangshu and wanted to say something, but there was a cramping pain in her abdomen, and she said, "County Lord Xie." ”

hurriedly walked to the clean room, and Feng Ling followed.