Xia Moling looked at Aunt Qiu timidly. Aunt Qiu was now in charge of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.
If you dare to offend Aunt Qiu, you will never have a good life.
"Dad." After Xia Boran took his seat, no one else dared to touch the chair. Xia Chiwan just sat down, and the maid behind immediately brought Xia Chiwan today's soup.
This time the soup is different from last time, it is stewed in a small cup with one Gu per person.
When the maid helped Xia Chiwan open the poison cover, Xia Chiwan smelled a tangy grass scent.
Xia Chiwan looked down at his cup of soup, smiled, then took the porcelain spoon from the maid's hand and stirred the soup.
"Dad, the soup prepared by Aunt Qiu today must be the most nourishing. On weekdays, father is always busy with important matters in the court, and my daughter just hates that she is not a man. She can't help her father share his worries, so this soup is her daughter's cup of soup.
Honor your father."
After the soup was slightly cooled, Xia Chiwan pushed the soup in front of Xia Boran.
Even though it was just a small effort, Xia Boran was very happy to accept it, "Wan'er is still considerate."
"Not bad." Xia Boran couldn't help but feel comfortable drinking the soup that Xia Chiwan personally mixed.
The daughter Xia Chiwan can achieve the tenderness that Yun Qiandu cannot enjoy.
"Aunt Qiu, what's wrong with you?" Xia Yuxin tilted her head and looked at Aunt Qiu curiously, but her eyes were filled with gloating. Did this burn her head?
However, whether the second sister's move was intentional or unintentional, it was just like the last time.
Xia Yuxin's bright eyes glanced at Xia Chiwan from time to time, as if she wanted to see Xia Chiwan thoroughly.
Seeing that Xia Chiwan was as innocent as before, Xia Yuxin breathed a sigh of relief.
Xia Chiwan probably didn't do it unintentionally. She just wanted to care about her father and didn't want Aunt Qiu to jump into the pit she dug herself.
Xia Chiwan happily drank the soup prepared by Aunt Qiu and nodded secretly. Aunt Qiu did have her own way, at least in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, she served her father very well.
Aunt Qiu secretly gritted her teeth and screamed in her heart that something was wrong. The master actually drank the cup of soup. This time she would be in trouble.
Sure enough, after an hour, there was movement at Xia Boran's place.
The servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion kept running in and out, sweating profusely. The servants were all spreading the news that the Prime Minister was seriously ill and was very angry, and would not let anyone get close to him.
So, next time, the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion were eager to invite the best doctors in Kyoto.
It's a pity that the doctors were helpless to deal with the Prime Minister's emergency and could not find the cause.
Upon hearing the news, the ladies in the Prime Minister's Mansion all ran to see the Prime Minister's condition. Even the little Xia Ziqi was hugged by her grandma and squeezed into Xia Boran's room.
However, no one was allowed to enter Xia Boran's inner hall, and not even the servants serving Xia Boran inside saw Xia Boran's appearance at this time.
Xia Boran's thick bed curtain was lowered, blocking everyone's sight.
Seeing doctors returning one after another without success, Xia Boran became more and more angry, while Aunt Qiu's heart became colder and colder.
Because Aunt Qiu is very sure that this "disease" cannot be cured by ordinary people, otherwise, she would not be able to cure it.
"Mr. Prime Minister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." Aunt Zheng had already taken out her handkerchief and wiped her tears. When Xia Moling saw her aunt crying, she wiped her tears too.