She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

"No, his parents and other family members went back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year. He said he would not go back and would stay in Beijing to study."

"Then why didn't you come to dinner tonight?"

"Tonight is a family dinner, and Qingjie said he is not qualified for the position."

Qiao Zhenzhen was silent for a moment, then said, "Dad, when Senior Brother Xu passes the imperial examination next year, you can introduce him to a girl from a good family."

Mo Qingyang laughed, his eyes seemed to see through her, "Your Senior Brother Xu has a very righteous mind, Dad can't influence him."

This being said, as a disciple, how can I object to the girl introduced by my teacher?

But... forget it, everyone has their own choice.

She will no longer be the person who interferes with other people's lives "for your own good."

Thinking back to my youth, I was probably also full of passion, but now I am calm and rational. Passion will always fade, it’s just a matter of time.

"Then I'll go back to the yard first."

"Go."

After leaving the study, Qiao Zhenzhen went to say goodbye to Mrs. Wu and took a sedan chair back to Xuefuyuan.

Qiao Zhenzhen has lived in the temple for half a year, taking medicine to regulate her body, and practicing martial arts. She feels that her energy and spirit have become much stronger. Before, after all the tossing and turning, she could basically not go back to the yard and had to lie down and sleep. Although she feels a little sleepy now, her body can still hold on.

Mother Sun talked to her in a rambling manner.

Xia Xiang came over to report to her about the personnel arrangements.

In the past six months, Xia Xiang has made rapid progress. Before, because Chun Xiang and Grandma Sun were around, she didn't stand out.

At this time, Chunxiang got married, and Qiao Zhenzhen deliberately distanced herself from Mother Sun. All affairs in Baoguo Temple were placed on Xiaxiang's head. Now she was able to manage things in an orderly manner.

After Xia Xiang left, Mother Sun said with relief: "Xia Xiang is now able to take charge of things on her own and handle things very well."

Although Mother Sun is not very capable, she has one good point: she is kind and doesn't hate others doing well for her.

It would be nice to put it in the yard as a stone weight, but Xia Xiang and the others are still too young.

Therefore, Qiao Zhenzhen has no intention of transferring her away for the time being. Moreover, regarding Mo Yuying's transformation, Mother Sun always manages to be logically consistent, thinking that the girl she breastfed has finally grown up and become sensible, rather than having been replaced.

After helping Qiao Zhenzhen wash up, Mother Sun wanted to stay outside to keep watch, but Qiao Zhenzhen understood that she was not young anymore and asked her to go home, leaving Meixiang and Lanxiang, two of the four new ladies who had come earlier, to keep watch.

The oldest group of people is only twelve, and it will take a few years before they can be truly used.

After everyone left the inner room, Qiao Zhenzhen lay alone on the warm kang reading a book.

I only read two pages before my eyes became sore and I fell asleep somehow.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by Yi Wan, "Zhenzhenzhenzhenzhenzhen, why are you sleeping here? You'll catch a cold if you don't cover yourself properly—"

Qiao Zhenzhen blinked her blurry eyes, her nose felt itchy, and she sneezed on the spot.

"Oh my, have you caught a cold?" Yi Wan said, "You are a disciple of the miracle doctor, how come you are sick?"

Qiao Zhenzhen rubbed her nose and felt a little cold. "What you said, doctors are deprived of the right to get sick? I am still a human being, and humans will get sick."

As he spoke, he sneezed again, this time with clear nasal discharge.

"Oh no, you're really going to catch a cold!"

Ten thousand fussing and yelling.

Except for the fact that Mo Yuying was sick when she first came here, Qiao Zhenzhen has always been healthy. Now something seems wrong, and Yiwan has an inexplicable sense of crisis. In ancient times, if people caught a cold, they might die!

Qiao Zhenzhen calmly took out a handkerchief to wipe her nose, then called Meixiang, who was guarding outside, in and told her to boil a bowl of ginger soup, peel the ginger, and not boil it for too long, just half a cup of tea will be enough.

Meixiang was only ten years old. Looking at the little girl, she responded respectfully and stepped back.

Feudal society is truly a cannibalistic society.

They were too young, and Qiao Zhenzhen felt a little bit sorry for them, so she would not order these "child laborers" around unless necessary.

After a long while, Meixiang brought a bowl of ginger soup at the right temperature. Qiao Zhenzhen drank it in one gulp. It was warm and spicy.

After drinking it, my body felt warm.

After taking off her clothes and lying down on the bed, Qiao Zhenzhen deliberately covered herself with two extra quilts to relieve the sweat.

Meixiang asked, "Do you want me to stay here to watch over you?"

Generally, when keeping watch at night, the maid would sleep on the footstool in front of the lady's bed. If the lady woke up at night, she could order someone around at any time.

Qiao Zhenzhen never liked having anyone other than Yiwan in the room when she was sleeping.

"No need, go and rest outside."

Meixiang retreated.

In the middle of the night, Qiao Zhenzhen was sweating all over. She got up, lifted the quilt and continued to sleep.

The next day, Qiao Zhenzhen slept until noon and found that she still had a runny nose and sneezing, but no more serious symptoms.

Yi Wan was relieved and concluded, "At least I didn't embarrass the old man."

But to be on the safe side, Qiao Zhenzhen still did not plan to go out for social events. She asked the servants to go to Mingde Hall to inform her parents that she caught a cold at night and was feeling a little uncomfortable, but she had taken medicine and it was not a big deal. She would not go out in the wind to avoid worsening her condition.

At the same time, he instructed Xia Xiang to distribute the New Year gifts brought back from Baoguo Temple to each family's courtyard.

Mrs. Wu was very worried and even went to Xuefu Courtyard. Only after seeing that Qiao Zhenzhen was indeed not seriously ill did she leave with peace of mind. The New Year was approaching and being a mistress was not an easy task as there were too many things to prepare.

On this day, the New Year gift from the Dingguo Mansion was delivered to the Mo Mansion.

The person who came to give gifts also brought back the news that the girl from the Mo family was ill.

Han Zheng's visiting card arrived in the evening, and he came to the Mo Mansion in person the next day.

When making a formal visit, you have to pay your respects to your future father-in-law and mother-in-law in their yard first.

Han Zheng sat a little stiffly in front of Mo Qingyang, his hands and feet were a little hunched up, and he looked ungenerous.

Seeing him like this, Mo Qingyang smiled knowingly. It was because he cared about his daughter that he felt at a loss in front of his father-in-law.

Mo Qingyang didn't let him relax, for fear that it would make him more nervous.

He only said, "After what happened last time, I have yet to formally thank the prince."

The two men were from different official affiliations and rarely came into contact with each other on a daily basis.

Han Zheng hurriedly cupped his hands, "This is what I should do."

Mo Qingyang said, "Your Highness, don't be modest. There is no such thing as "should" in this world." He thought of his son-in-law's letter of guarantee and smiled even more kindly, "Are you here to see Zhenzhen today?"

Han Zheng nodded, "I heard she was sick."

Mo Qingyang didn't bother to say anything more to him and directly asked the housekeeper to take Han Zheng to Xuefuyuan.

When Han Zheng came, Qiao Zhenzhen was leaning on the bed reading Xie Qianzhong's medical case log. When she got tired of reading serious books, she would look at the medical cases. Xie Qianzhong was a humorous person, and the medical cases he wrote were like storytelling, which was very interesting.

The thick cotton curtain was lifted, and the bells hanging on it made a crisp tinkling sound.