Jun Jiuling

The snow only fell for one day, but the cold weather after the snow made people in the capital hide at home for several days.

This winter is extremely cold.

The back house of the Dingyuan Hou's Mansion is warm and fragrant, and the house is full of women surrounded by pearls and emerald greens.

Mrs. Dingyuan Hou was wearing a bright red silk jacket with folded branches, and she was lightly spreading the powder in front of the mirror, while the girls behind her were holding trays of jewels and waiting for the combing mother to choose.

Miss Jun is here.

The girls' voices came from outside the door, and the door curtain was lifted immediately.

He came in without waiting for Mrs. Dingyuanhou's permission. This was what Mrs. Dingyuanhou had ordered a long time ago, showing how much she valued Miss Jun.

This treatment was comparable to Mrs. Puning's, but it took Mrs. Puning's wholehearted friendship for three or four years to get it, while Miss Jun only spent three days.

Madam Dingyuan Hou looked at Miss Jun who walked in from the mirror and smiled slightly.

Is it cold outside? she asked.

Miss Jun salutes.

It's cold, she said.

Mrs. Dingyuan Hou smiled, and turned around when the lady who combed her hair put a red gold chrysanthemum hairpin on her temples.

I heard that people in the north are afraid of the cold. She laughed.

Probably, but she's been south, so that's fine.

Miss Jun smiled and said nothing more, and put down the medicine box.

Ma'am looks very good. She said, taking out the pulse pillow.

Madam Dingyuan Hou raised her hand and pressed her cheek, her eyes were full of smiles.

That said, after taking your pill, Miss Jun, my complexion is getting better and better. She said, stretching out her hand on the pulse diagnosis naturally, Everyone wants to take your pill.

You can't take medicine indiscriminately. Miss Jun said, raising her hand to feel her pulse. And it's not because of my pills. It's because my wife has recovered from her illness. She is happy physically and mentally. She sleeps and eats well, and her natural complexion improves.

Mrs. Dingyuan Hou smiled even wider, she didn't speak any more and watched Miss Jun get her pulse.

The room was quiet for a moment, and Miss Jun withdrew her hand.

Madam's body is fine. She said, put away her pulse and got up, I don't need to take any medicine, and I don't need to use Anshenxiang.

Say goodbye and salute.

Mrs. Dingyuanhou wanted to laugh a little. Others entered the Hou's mansion and wished to talk more, but Miss Jun was fine. She left after reading it, and didn't say much except about the illness.

Miss Jun, don't leave in a hurry. The old lady said that she is not feeling well recently. You just came to show her. She said.

It was impossible to ask as many people as old lady Yuanhou could, but Miss Jun stood still.

Have any other doctors seen it? she asked.

Madam Dingyuan Hou laughed.

Miss Jun, don't worry, the old lady just begs you to be at ease, and won't pester you to break your rules. She smiled, and reached out to hold her personally, Come and follow me.

Miss Jun had to follow Mrs. Dingyuanhou to Mrs. Dingyuanhou's place.

There is nothing to do in winter, and the old people like to be lively. Many women gathered in the house playing cards and laughing.

Madam Dingyuan Hou didn't play cards, but watched a few little girls strung beads. She was very happy to see Miss Jun coming, and pointed to the ladies to introduce them.

This is a miracle doctor. Not everyone is lucky enough to be treated by her. She said, showing off a bit.

The women obviously knew Miss Jun's name and looked at her with smiles.

Miss Jun also gave Mrs. Dingyuanhou a pulse and got up.

The old lady feels a little unwell, but it's not a serious problem. Just find an imperial doctor and prescribe some medicine. She said.

The old lady Dingyuan Hou gave Miss Jun a look.

You child doesn't show mercy at all. I just said big things, and you slapped me in the face. She said displeased.

Although his voice was displeased, there was a smile in his eyes.

Everyone in the room laughed.

Miss Jun also smiled and didn't answer. She lowered her head and packed the medicine box.

The card table over there was still going on, with chatting mixed with the cards being played.

...Speaking of miracle doctors, I think Tai Hospital is in trouble this time...

...Is it because King Huai is ill?

Miss Jun's medicine box paused slightly, and the attentive girl next to her who wanted to help looked at her in confusion.

Miss Jun... she asked.

Miss Jun had already reached into the medicine box with her outstretched hand and took out a small porcelain bottle.

The old lady has an old headache, she said.

The girl nodded, and Mrs. Dingyuan Hou was also very happy to hear that, and reached out for the porcelain bottle.

Can my old disease be cured? she said.

Miss Jun answered her questions one by one, and told the girl and servant on the side how to use the medicine, but her ears were always upright listening to the jokes on the card table next to her.

...It's wind and cold, but it's not serious...

...Feng Han, he is a child, and he has no parents to take care of him...

...What are you talking about, play your cards quickly...

The topic immediately stopped and changed, and several women began to talk about what kind of clothes the woman wore, what kind of shoes they made, and what new tricks were put on the banquet.

Miss Jun finished speaking, picked up the medicine box, saluted and left.

Everyone also knew her habit, so she didn't keep her own servant and sent her out.

When the card players dispersed, Mrs. Dingyuan Hou personally served the old lady for a lunch break.

Mother, I don't dare to say that Miss Jun's medical skills are the best. I think she is very good at treating women and children. King Huai's illness... She said suddenly when she thought of something.

Madam Dingyuan Hou glared at her before she finished speaking.

Is that something we can say? she said.

Mrs. Dingyuan Hou obviously knew it too, she lowered her gaze.

I just feel that such a small child is so pitiful. She whispered.

There are too many poor people in this world, so what can we do? Madam Dingyuanhou said, Emperor doctors are not willing to step in muddy water, why bother to drag others.

Madam Dingyuan Hou's heart beat twice when she heard these words.

so…

Madam Dingyuanhou closed her eyes and stopped talking, Madam Dingyuanhou didn't dare to ask any more questions, she covered the quilt and told the maids to guard herself and retreated.

In the tent, Mrs. Dingyuan Hou opened her eyes again, her eyes were gloomy.

Poor, pitiful, it's pitiful to be alive, it's better to be free early, and don't be born in this emperor's family again in the next life. She murmured a few words and closed her eyes again.

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She knew that something must have happened.

Miss Jun walked quickly on the street, not feeling the cold at all.

She declined the carriage from Dingyuanhou's family. It is not easy for her to walk out of Dingyuanhou's mansion steadily. Now she has to go for a walk and let the cold wind blow, otherwise she will go crazy sitting in the carriage. .

Ever since she left the alley of Lu Zhai that day, she has been trying to find out, but Huai Wang's mansion is a forgotten taboo in the capital, and nothing about Huai Wang's mansion can be disclosed, and she has no way to start.

Fortunately, there are these inner houses of the rich and powerful that she is already familiar with. She visited several houses one after another through return visits and follow-up consultations.

Even just a few words are enough to confirm that something happened to Jiufeng.

sick?

Those women said they were sick?

Is it really sick, or is it just a pretext?

With the closed gate of Prince Huai's mansion, Prince Huai's identity cuts off all news, not to mention her identity cannot be inquired about, even if she were to inquire, no one would tell her.

Miss Jun looked at the street where Prince Huai's Mansion was located, stood still, and pressed the medicine box on her side.

If I go to ring the bell at the gate of Prince Huai's mansion now and say there is a bad omen, what are the chances of being invited in?