She didn't know what Concubine Jiang meant by her words?
Is this a lie to her?
Seeing the guarded look in her eyes, Concubine Jiang couldn't bear to tell the whole story, so she said: "Your daughter was born well, and the world calls her a living Bodhisattva."
Luo Jiaocheng remained silent. Not many people knew about her daughter. Concubine Jiang had an ulterior motive for inviting her to come and enjoy the flowers.
If she wants to move to Zhenguohou Mansion, she can go there.
But if you want to be like Ding Beiyu and make a fuss about her daughter, unless she dies!
Seeing that her vigilance had not diminished at all, Concubine Jiang continued: "Mo'er was rescued by your daughter before. Speaking of which, your daughter is also Mo'er's benefactor. It was Yiyi's idea to invite you into the palace this time. She
I know your daughter and have a very good relationship with her. Your Shiqing asked her to find me, and she wanted me to find a way for you to leave there and go to your daughter. Are you willing?"
After she said this, she took out the note Huo Yiyi had written for her before and handed it to Luo Jiaochun.
Luo Jiaocheng thought that when she was young, according to her father's rank, she was not qualified to get into the aristocratic social circle like Jiang Mansion.
She and Huo Yiyi only knew each other and had occasional contacts.
But the handkerchief friendship as mentioned by Concubine Jiang seems to be a bit much.
Even though she was doubtful at the moment, she still took the note.
After seeing the words above clearly, Luo Jiaocheng fell silent again.
Does Shiqing really want to take her back?
Shiqing knows herself, so she wants to reunite with herself?
Luo Jiaocheng couldn't help but burst into tears when she thought of her daughter, whom she had never met even once except for the day she was born.
She is a mother. How could she not think about it after all these years?
That was the child she had worked so hard to conceive for eight months and had grown up. Half of the blood in her body was the blood of the Luo family.
I wonder how tall you are now and who you look like?
In these years, have you ever resented yourself?
"Shiqing now lives in the lower village of Jifeng Town under the jurisdiction of Rongchengnan County, where the people support her and everyone praises her. She knows her identity and her current situation, so she has never come to the capital. But she is worried about
You, after learning that you are still alive, I asked someone to ask me to think of something. I ask you again, are you willing? If you are willing, leave everything to me, and you can just pretend that you don’t know anything. If you are not willing,
, then the Japanese Palace has not invited you!" xdw8
Luo Jiaochun didn't know what purpose Jiang Guifei had in helping her. She felt that her time was running out, so instead of waiting to die in that house, she might as well take a chance and believe it once.
If you lose, you will die anyway, it's just a matter of where you die.
If you win, you will be able to see her poetry and her daughter before you die.
"Um!"
Concubine Jiang looked at her lowering her head for a long time, and then she responded softly, feeling relieved.
No matter what, she helped that girl today and gave her a favor. I hope she can take this into consideration and treat Brother Xuan well for her when she comes to Beijing. I also hope she can
Bring hope to Dachu.
The destined daughter-in-law, her biological mother, and her future mother-in-law must take care of something.
In Zhen Guo Hou's Mansion, ever since Luo Jiao was taken away by Ming Gonggong, Su Zining had become restless and upset with everyone.
When facing the servants in the house, he would be scolded at worst, and beaten to death at worst.
In just one day, five people died in the Hou Mansion, causing people in the Hou Mansion to panic.
This situation lasted until Luo Jiao was sent back to the house unconscious after vomiting blood.
When Su Zining saw this, he first shouted at the Marquis's residence to ask for a doctor, and then followed Luo Jiao's ailing room.
When she saw the person with closed eyes, she glanced at Nanny Luo coldly, and then she laughed and said: "What a shameful fate. Others come out of the palace in high spirits, but it would be better for her to give her own
Life is on the line."
Nanny Luo lowered her head, clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves into fists, and desperately told herself that she must endure it.
When Su Zining saw that Nanny Luo didn't reply, she stepped forward and gently scratched Luo Jiaocheng's skin that was as fair as snow, with a flash of jealousy in her eyes.
Suddenly, her extremely sharp nails pinched the thin skin of Luo Jiao's chigged cheek, and soon, blood overflowed from under the skin.
When Su Zining saw this, there was a bloodthirsty smile in his eyes, but when he saw the person who was still awake, he let go and reached under her nose.
When I saw that it took a long time for the breath to come out from the nose, I wanted to pick up a pillow and suffocate it to death, but I also knew that now was not the time.
Otherwise, if she plays Luo Jiaochao to death and ruins the Marquis's big event, he will play her to death in less than two days.
The news that Luo Jiaocheng was unconscious for three days and three nights after she came out of the palace, and that all the famous doctors sighed helplessly, spread throughout the capital.
Everyone in the capital said that the Marquis of Zhenguo's wife was very poor and could not withstand the impact of the royal palace's nobility. The end of her life was approaching and she was already powerless.
Yan Shiqing, who didn't know the situation in the capital, only rested for two hours a day with Xiaowa. She ate a dry steamed bun when she was hungry and drank some cold water when she was thirsty. When she was about to arrive in Rongcheng, her complexion became paler and paler, and she even fainted.
There was a feeling of discomfort.
Seeing her like this, the little boy felt a little distressed: "Girl, we're almost here, why don't you come down and take a walk?"
This kind of weather and such a rush are too much for even a person like her who has been training all year round, let alone a weak woman like the girl.
As long as Yan Shiqing thinks of Chu Ximo who is still lying on the bed waiting for her treatment, she will not stop.
"No, we're almost there, keep going!"
Two-quarters of an hour later, Yan Shiqing and Xiao Wafeng walked into the courtyard that Chu Ximo had set up in Rongcheng.
Jiang Yunye saw that Yan Shiqing looked wrong and wanted her to rest. However, thinking of Chu Ximo who was still lying unconscious on the bed, he swallowed those words again.
Brother Mo's ability to wait until now for Yan Shiqing's arrival is the result of the efforts of the doctor with the best medical skills in Rongcheng.
He was afraid that if he delayed any longer, Brother Mo would die before Yan Shiqing could recover.
Yan Shiqing endured the faint pain in her abdomen, took two pills that she made for good health, closed her eyes and rested for a quarter of an hour, then followed Jiang Yunye into the side room where Chu Ximo was.
When she saw the person on the bed, her eyes closed and she had lost a lot of weight, suddenly, her heart felt as if someone had stabbed her with a needle. For a moment, the pain made it difficult for her to breathe.
"Chu Ximo!"
She walked forward, stretched out her hand to touch his bearded cheek, and whispered softly.
Soon, she put her hand to Chu Ximo's pulse, then checked his eyelids, and finally her eyes fell on his chest.
On the way here, she had already inquired about Chu Ximo's specific condition. Now she asked about the smell of blood on his body, knowing that his wounds had not been sutured yet, so she did not know the specific injuries in his internal organs.
"Shiqing, how is Brother Mo's situation?"
Jiang Yunye asked hurriedly when he saw Yan Shiqing put down her hand.