Chapter 903: [Ending] The Secret of the Ceremony 9
"But the lady wasn't sick just now." Cui'er looked at me with wide eyes and muttered.
"It wasn't there just now, but now it is. Cui'er, come here and check to see if your lady has a fever? Why am I feeling dizzy? Why don't you find a doctor to check it for me? I'll see if it's okay this time.
I'm really sick." If you can only tell if you're sick by seeing a doctor, it's very simple.
As expected, Cui'er came forward, touched my forehead, and exclaimed in a low voice: "I feel like I have a fever. Don't worry, miss. I will go and report the situation to my grandma."
After saying that, Cui'er left in a hurry.
Thinking that the identity of the brothel woman would not be so easily suspected, I realized at this moment that I had made a mistake. I only know martial arts, poison, theft, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I can't do anything else.
Now it's wrong, I can only rely on escape. I'll count the days of hiding, and when those people relax their vigilance towards me, I will make another great escape to see where they find me.
There were footsteps outside, and I immediately lay back down and continued to pretend to be sick.
Then people filed in and quickly entered the room. The leader was a nanny, who looked like the manager of a brothel. The other middle-aged man was carrying a medicine box, and he was naturally a doctor.
"Rose, are you really sick?" Grandma looked at me in disbelief, looking up and down.
I nodded lightly and said, "I feel uncomfortable all over, I'm sweating, and my head is dizzy. I probably have a cold." I closed my eyes lightly, pretending to be weak.
The doctor's diagnosis revealed that I was indeed ill. I was dizzy, physically weak, and sweating constantly. It was not suitable to blow dry or to work too hard. I had to take a good rest.
Grandma's face suddenly turned ugly. When the doctor left, she pointed at my forehead and said: "It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it is spent in a moment. You are a good girl, but you suddenly fell ill at a critical moment. Tonight, even if you
You can’t perform songs and dances, but you still have to attend the dinner, so I can’t let you do it this time.”
I was immediately stunned. How could this nanny be so unkind? I have become so "sick", so why should I attend a dinner party? How could this nanny only care about making money and not take human life seriously?
"Mommy, are you ready next time? Look at my body. If I forcefully enter the government office, it will be unlucky. You also know that this is taboo for high-ranking officials." I asked with an innocent face.
"No. Those men only want your music skills. Grandma will explain your situation clearly to the government office. All you need to do is come in and play obediently." Grandma rejected me without saying a word.