The general's wife is sick

"Father, do you see?"

"Go and find out, who is Ji Liu, and why has he never heard of it?"

"Master, Ji Liu is the third concubine of Ji Chengyue. After Ji Yuanjiang died, his wife lived in Zhucheng. Ji Liu was raised in the countryside and followed Ji Yuanjiang's wife since childhood. This man has never seen anything in the world. He is weak and just When he entered the capital, Ji Chengyue begged the imperial doctor to treat him in front of the emperor. He is a sick ghost just like the second son Xiong. It's just that Ji Liu is beautiful, and he is also very talented when he competes with others in the peace garden. , that’s what got everyone’s attention.”

The man who answered was a man in commoner clothes. The man was unattractive, except for an obvious scar on his chin. The scar was not wide but very long, extending all the way to his right shoulder and finally disappearing into his collar.

At the table by the window, a man in splendid clothes turned his back to them and was admiring the snow scene. Through the slanted open window, the white snow outside the teahouse fluttered and sprinkled one after another.

"Master, if the General's Mansion and the Minister of Rites are really related by marriage, shall we..." The man secretly wiped his neck on his chest.

"It's okay, Xiong Zhengli's sick man is running out of time. If he really recovers because of love, this hall... will really look at him with admiration."

"What the Lord said is that Princess Guangyang must have no other choice, so she came up with the idea of ​​Chongxi."

"Leave him alone, keep an eye on Xiong Jinghai for me. If the situation like last time happens again and you lose so many people, you'll come to see him!"

"Yes, your subordinates obey!"

The heavy snow fell like goose feathers into the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites. The brown tree trunks were covered with a thick layer of white snow. Jia Caixia stood in front of the window holding hot tea to enjoy the snow.

"Ma'am, I haven't heard anything from Princess Heshuo's mansion. Princess Heshuo, you also know that the mouth of the servants in her mansion is like that old clam, very tight." Xing'er replied to Jia Caixia.

"How could he be injured when he participated in the banquet at the princess mansion, and how could he not let the news out when he was injured? Could it be that the princess secretly had a quarrel with him, so even if he was injured, he didn't dare to say anything?"

Jia Caixia's thoughts were flying wildly, and she had no source of information, so she could only rely on guesswork.

"If so, does it mean that Princess Guangyang doesn't like him anymore?"

Jia Caixia frowned tightly, "Probably not. If she doesn't like it, then she definitely won't help Ji Liu hide the news. If it can't be found out, forget it. Ji Liu hasn't married into the general's mansion yet, so nothing can happen before that. Xing'er, send some tonics, some rouge powder, open my warehouse, find some beautiful fabrics and send them over."

Xing'er agreed, but she didn't like Ji Liu in her heart, she was injured outside, maybe she did some scandal, but she was gloating in this mentality, and felt that she deserved to be injured after doing something scandal.

Such contradictory psychology made her happy on the one hand, but on the other hand she felt distressed watching Jia Caixia send these old things over.

Yan Bao lay on the bed, staring at the tassel pendant hanging on the bed curtain, feeling a little comforted in his heart.

In the morning, he secretly took a detoxification pill, and the medicine bottle was hidden in his sleeve at this time.

If he hadn't taken the antidote, he would definitely not dare to lie on this bed safely, covered with a poisonous quilt, lying on a poisonous pillow, and wearing clothes soaked in poison.

It seemed that the air in the room was contaminated by the poison called tangling silk. With every breath he took, he felt that his life span was shortened by an inch.

"I'll go to Ji's mansion today to deliver the post. If Ji Liu still can't attend the banquet today, I will come to the door in person."

Xiaoyuan agreed to come down, and was going to find someone to send the post to Jifu in a while.

"Where's Zhaohua?"

"Sister Zhao is going to collect this month's monthly report. The material my wife said to give you has arrived, and she said that she will bring it back together."

"Does she often go in and out of Madam's yard?" Yan Bao asked.

Madoka thought for a while and said, "Yes."

"She worked hard."

"Master, it's snowing too much today, even if Young Master Liu Shuang can't leave the mansion, you should choose a sunny day to go." Xiaoyuan was a little worried. Ji Liu was infected with the wind and cold yesterday, so he must not be able to leave the mansion today, and the young master must go out by himself.

"It's okay, Madoka, how long have you been with me?"

"Xiaoyuan has been with the young master for 12 years since she was a child."

"Well, you're a good one."

Yan Bao closed his eyes, "I'm not feeling well, my body is still too weak, I'll rest for a while, and wake me up when there's news."

After the door was closed, Yan Bao immediately got up from the bed and moved the board at the head of the bed, where he hid the money box.

He and Madoka knew this place, but what even Madoka didn't know was that there was a small grid next to this board.

Pulling open the baffle of the small grid, Yan Bao puts the bottle of detoxification pill in it. His basic necessities of life are regulated by the government, and there are special staff to attend to his dressing and washing. If he takes this bottle of detoxification pill with him, he will definitely be taken down in a short time. people found out.

After hiding the detoxification pill, Yan Bao looked at this familiar room and smiled wryly. How much he liked these furnishings in the past, but now he hates them so much.