Jiang Baohui, who was missed, had just fallen ill a few days ago. It was a bit cold at night. She accidentally caught a cold. Fortunately, it was not serious. Apart from some fatigue, she had no other discomfort.
After lying in bed for several days, her hands and feet became weak, so Jiang Baohui asked Zelan to help her walk.
There was a lake in the garden, with lotus flowers in full bloom swaying in the wind. Jiang Baohui originally wanted to take a boat trip, but Zelan persuaded her not to.
"All right."
Jiang Baohui didn't insist. She knew her physical condition. If she got sick again, the emperor would lose his temper.
"Then I'll sit here."
Zelan helped Jiang Baohui sit down in the small pavilion and told the maid to hurry up and get some clothes.
The little maid responded and hurried back, returning in a short while.
Zelan unfolded it and put it on Jiang Baohui. Jiang Baohui looked at the calm lake in trance. After a while, he murmured: "I don't know what happened to Sanlang, but he can still adapt..."
"Elder Princess, since you are reluctant to let go of the Third Young Master, why do you have to let him go?" Zelan said.
Jiang Baohui lowered his eyes and said softly: "Sanlang will eventually return to his father."
Her appearance is bright and majestic, but her poor health caused by the stagnation of heart energy has made her face obviously sick, especially after she just had an illness. The illness is very obvious, her cheeks and lips are pale and bloodless, and her body
It was so thin that it seemed like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
But you obviously can't bear to leave her. Zelan looked at her distressedly.
But she said nothing because she knew what the eldest princess was worried about.
Zelan was born in a bad family, and her parents sold her into the palace for the sake of their family. The palace was full of people who flattered the superiors and suppressed the inferiors. Zelan was often beaten and scolded. It was the eldest princess who saved her and gave her food and clothing.
,Since then, she has been with Jiang Baohui...
For Zelan, Jiang Baohui is her savior and reborn parent. No one is more important than the eldest princess.
Previously, when she reached the marriageable age, Jiang Baohui wanted to find a good family for her.
Although Zelan is only a palace maid, she is a first-class palace maid in the eldest princess's palace. It is more than enough to find a minor official to be the main wife, but she does not want to.
She knelt down and begged Jiang Baohui to let her stay. She didn't want to find a good family, she just wanted to serve the eldest princess all her life.
Jiang Baohui relented and said that if she fell in love with someone in the future, just tell her that she would ask the emperor for marriage.
She was probably the first palace maid to be granted a marriage by the emperor.
But Zelan didn't like any of them. She only hoped that the eldest princess would be well.
However, the eldest princess's health is still getting worse day by day. I don't know when, but the house is always filled with a medicinal smell. When the weather is cooler, everyone feels like they are facing a powerful enemy...
If possible, Zelan would rather exchange his own life for the life of the girl who died young.
Zelan looked up at the sky with some complaints and thought, why doesn't God have eyes?
Zelan thought for a while and said: "Princess, would you like to write a letter to the third master? And the third master, they will be very happy to receive your letter."
In short, it is to mobilize the enthusiasm of the eldest princess.
Jiang Baohui thought for a moment and then nodded.
She didn't want to move much, so Zelan sent someone back to get pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Jiang Baohui had been practicing calligraphy since she was a child, and had excellent character. She wrote Huang Ting for the first time.
Zelan found that the letter mentioned the eldest, second and third masters. Even the adopted young lady had a few words about it, but the former prince-in-law did not.
Zelan couldn't help but smile and gloat.
There is just as much maid as there is a master.
In the past, Zelan thought that Cheng Zhongqian and the eldest princess were a perfect match for each other.
Before the divorce, during the time when the quarrel broke out, Zelan drove Cheng Zhongqian out of the yard several times and said angrily: "Please come back, please come back. The eldest princess has rested. If the prince-in-law is not tired, you can go and find her."
Mr. Qin, even if you don't come back all night, no one will bother you."
Then before Cheng Zhongqian could reply, he said resolutely: "Close the door!"
With Zelan around, Cheng Zhongqian couldn't even enter the house for a month.
Thinking about it now, Cheng Zhongqian still feels like he has a big head.
Because the two places are too far apart, and Cheng Zhongqian and the others were exiled, they did not communicate frequently with the capital. This is Jiang Baohui's second letter.
When the messenger delivered the letter to Cheng's house, Lingbao was squatting in the yard playing in the mud.
She said she was pinching the king, but the king refused to admit it and was very disgusted with it. It is not so cute!
"Uncle, who are you looking for?"
Ling Bao looked at the man in front of the door and asked.
The messenger asked: "Is this Cheng Yun's home? There is a letter from him, coming from the capital."
Capital?!
Is it my mother? Is it my mother?
Ling Bao's eyes suddenly lit up and he was about to take it. When he stretched out his hand and saw that his hand was full of mud, he took it back with a "swish".
"Uncle, wait a minute, Ling Bao goes to wash his hands first!"
Da Da Da ran to wash his hands. He didn't even have time to wipe his hands. Da Da Da ran back and wiped them casually on his body.
"Uncle, where is the letter? Give it to me quickly!"
Her excited anticipation even infected the messenger, and she handed it over with a smile: "Here you go, don't worry, do you like receiving letters so much?"
"Yes, I like my mother." Ling held the letter in her arms like a baby.
After politely seeing off the messenger, Ling Bao happily ran into the house.
Cheng Yun asked: "Who came just now?"
"Messenger! There is a letter from the capital, it must be written by my mother!" Ling Bao jumped up and down happily.
She held it with both hands devoutly, with bright eyes: "Look!"
"Where are the second and third brothers? I'll call them and we'll watch together!"
Lingbao pushed Cheng Yi up from his deep sleep on the bed, and went to call Cheng Jin's third brother in the room. After a while, they all gathered in the hall.
Lingbao stepped slightly on his feet and stared at the letter.
After opening it, Cheng Yun, as the eldest brother, read it first. The Lingbao was close, so he took a quick look at it. He saw the word "Lingbao" in the letter, and he suddenly felt dizzy and his mother called out.
That’s her name!
Lingbao laughed stupidly.
Cheng Yi flicked his earlobe with his finger, but there was no response.
Lingbao pushed away his second brother's rebellious hand and said, "Brother, have you finished reading it? I want to read it again, but I didn't read it carefully just now."
Cheng Yun handed the letter to her.
In fact, the letter only mentioned Lingbao a few words, but even if he only mentioned his name, Lingbao was already very happy!
Next, Cheng Yi and Cheng Jin looked at each one one by one. Whoever looked at Ling Bao would sit next to the other one, wagging their little feet happily.
"Brother, mother called my name."
Ling Bao said this for the 180th time.
Cheng Yun was not impatient at all, he smiled and nodded: "Yes."
He felt a little sour in his heart. Ling Bao should have been loved and loved, but now he was so happy because his mother wrote her name in his heart.