It only snowed for one day, but the cold weather after the snow caused people in the capital to hide at home for several days.
This winter is extremely cold.
The warm fragrance in the back house of Dingyuan Hou Mansion filled the room with women surrounded by pearls and greenery.
Mrs. Dingyuan Hou was wearing a bright red folded filigree coat and was applying powder in front of the mirror. Several girls behind her were holding trays of jewelry, waiting for their mother to comb her hair.
"Miss Jun is here."
The girls' voices came from outside the door, and then the door curtain was lifted.
He came in without waiting for Mrs. Dingyuanhou's permission. This was what Mrs. Dingyuanhou had ordered a long time ago, which showed that she valued Miss Jun.
This treatment is comparable to that of Master Puning, but it took Master Puning three or four years of sincere friendship to get it, while Miss Jun only spent three days.
Mrs. Dingyuan Hou looked at Miss Jun who walked in from the mirror and smiled slightly.
"Is it cold outside?" she asked.
Miss Jun saluted.
"It's a bit cold," she said.
Mrs. Dingyuan Hou smiled and turned around when the lady combing her hair put a red gold chrysanthemum hairpin on her temples.
"I heard that people in the north are afraid of the cold." She laughed.
Probably, but she's always been in the south, so it's okay.
Miss Jun smiled and put down the medicine box without saying anything more.
"My lady looks very good," she said, taking out the pulse pillow.
Mrs. Dingyuan Hou raised her hand and pressed her cheek, with a smile in her eyes.
"Everyone said that after taking your pills, Miss Jun, my complexion is really getting better and better." She said, naturally extending her hand on the pulse diagnosis, "Everyone is asking for your pills."
"Don't take medicine randomly." Miss Jun said, raising her hand to check for pulse, "And it's not the reason for my pills. It's because my wife has recovered from her illness. She feels good physically and mentally, sleeps and eats well, and her complexion will naturally be better."
Mrs. Dingyuan Hou's smile became even stronger and she watched Miss Jun diagnosing her pulse without saying anything.
The room was quiet for a moment, and then Miss Jun took back her hand.
"Madam, there is nothing wrong with her health." She said, put away her pulse check and stood up, "There is no need to take any medicine from now on, and there is no need to use the soothing incense."
After saying that, he bowed and left.
Mrs. Dingyuan Hou wanted to laugh a little. Others came into the house and were eager to talk and talk more. Miss Jun was better, and left after reading, saying nothing except talking about the illness.
"Miss Jun, don't leave in a hurry. The old lady said she hasn't been feeling well lately, so you just happened to come and give her a look," she said.
No matter how many people wanted to consult Mrs. Yuanhou, Miss Jun stood still.
"Have other doctors seen it?" she asked.
Madam Dingyuanhou laughed.
"Miss Jun, don't worry. The old lady just wants you to be reassured and won't pester you to break your rules." She smiled and reached out to hold her in person, "Come on, follow me."
Miss Jun had no choice but to follow Mrs. Dingyuanhou to the old Mrs. Dingyuanhou.
There is nothing to do in winter, and the old man likes to be lively. Many women gathered in the house to play cards and laugh.
The old lady of Dingyuan Marquis did not play cards, but watched some little girls stringing beads. She was very happy to see Miss Jun coming, and pointed to the ladies to introduce her.
"This is a miracle doctor. Not everyone is lucky enough to be diagnosed and treated by her." She said with a bit of showoff.
The women obviously knew Miss Jun's name and looked at her with smiles.
Miss Jun also checked Mrs. Dingyuanhou's pulse and got up.
"The old lady is feeling slightly unwell, but it's nothing serious. Just ask a doctor to prescribe a few medicines and she'll be fine," she said.
The old lady of Dingyuanhou glared at Miss Jun.
"You kid, you have no mercy at all. I just said something big and you slapped me in the face." She said displeasedly.
Although his expression and voice were unhappy, his eyes were smiling.
Everyone in the room laughed.
Miss Jun also smiled and did not answer, lowering her head to pack the medicine box.
The card table is still going on over there, with small talk mixed with the playing of cards.
"...Speaking of miracle doctors, I think Tai Hospital is in trouble this time..."
"...Is it because King Huai is ill?"
Miss Jun's medicine box paused for a moment, and the girl next to her who was eager to help looked at her in confusion.
"Miss Jun..." she asked.
Miss Jun had already put the hand she had taken out into the medicine box and took out a small porcelain bottle.
"The old lady must have a recurring headache," she said.
The girl nodded, and Mrs. Dingyuan Hou was very happy to hear this and reached out for the porcelain vase.
"Can my old problem be cured?" she said.
Miss Jun answered her questions one by one, and told the maids and servants on the side how to use the medicine, but she kept listening to the jokes on the card table next to her.
"...it's just the wind and cold, but it's not that heavy..."
"...Feng Han, he is just a child, and he has no parents to take care of him..."
"...What are you talking about? Show your cards quickly..."
The topic immediately stopped here and the women started talking about what kind of clothes the woman wore, what kind of shoes were made, what new decorations were displayed at the banquet, etc.
After Miss Jun finished speaking, she picked up the medicine box and bowed before leaving.
Everyone knew her habits, so they didn't keep her servants and send them away.
After the people playing cards had dispersed, Mrs. Dingyuan Hou personally served the old lady to take a break.
"Mother, I don't dare to say that Miss Jun's medical skills are the best. I think she is very capable of treating women and children. King Huai's illness..." She suddenly said as she thought of something.
Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by Mrs. Dingyuan Hou.
"Is this something we can say?" she said.
Mrs. Dingyuan Hou obviously knew this too and lowered her gaze.
"I just feel that such a young child is so pitiful." She whispered.
"There are so many poor people in the world, so what can we do?" Old Madam Dingyuan Hou said, "The imperial doctors are unwilling to tread muddy waters, so why bother to drag others down."
Madam Dingyuanhou's heart skipped a beat when she heard these words.
Put it this way…
However, Mrs. Dingyuan Hou closed her eyes and stopped talking. Mrs. Dingyuan Hou did not dare to ask any more questions. She covered herself with quilt, told the girls to guard her and left.
In the tent, Mrs. Dingyuanhou opened her eyes again, her eyes gloomy.
"It's pitiful, it's pitiful, it's pitiful to live. It's better to get rid of it as soon as possible and stop supporting this imperial family in the next life." She murmured a few words and closed her eyes again.
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She knew something must have happened.
Miss Jun walked quickly on the street without feeling the coldness at all.
She declined the carriage from the Marquis of Dingyuan's house. It was not easy for her to walk out of the Marquis of Dingyuan's house steadily. Now she had to walk and let the cold wind blow, otherwise she would go crazy sitting in the carriage.
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Ever since she left the alley of Lu Zhai that day, she had been trying to find out more, but Prince Huai's Mansion was a forgotten taboo in the capital, and there was no news about Prince Huai's Mansion, so there was no way to start.
Fortunately, she was already familiar with the inner residences of high-ranking and powerful people. She visited several of them through return visits and follow-up consultations. Her hard work paid off, and she finally heard a few words at the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
Even a few words were enough to confirm that something had happened to Jiu Fu.
Sick?
Those women said they were sick?
Is he really sick, or is it just a reason?
The door of Prince Huai's Mansion was closed tightly, and Prince Huai's identity blocked all news. Not to mention that there was no way to find out her identity. Even if she asked, no one would tell her.
Miss Jun looked ahead at the street where Prince Huai's Mansion was located and stood still, pressing the medicine box on her side.
If I go to the door of Prince Huai's Mansion now and ring the bell to say that there is a bad omen, what are the chances of being invited in? (To be continued)