Heng Wu bit his lip and ran to the small kitchen angrily. After a while, he came over with two little maids in his arms.
"Miss, I have asked you, it was these two little girls who caused the trouble."
Seeing that Song Wan had to deal with matters in the hospital, the doctor pointed the medicine boy to boil the medicine and then left.
The two maids were so frightened that they trembled and knelt on the ground crying: "Grandma, I didn't mean it. It was Huan'er who had a head sore and she picked hellebores to treat the disease. Who knew she would bring this thing with her?" The kitchenette.”
"This thing looks very similar to green onions. I never saw it before and mistakenly added it to Grandma's meals. But I definitely didn't mean to poison Grandma."
The two little maids were only in their teens and were the lowest servants in the courtyard. They were trembling with fear after experiencing this.
The two men knelt on the ground and kowtowed. After a while, a large amount of blood appeared on their heads.
"Get up. Let's forget about it for today. From now on, you two will go to the courtyard to do the cleaning. Don't go into the kitchen."
After waving the two men away, Song Wan covered his abdomen and endured the pain.
Heng Wu cried and said: "Miss, we are all slaves. It's not good that the slaves didn't take care of the small kitchen."
Song Wan shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you. It's not your fault that the hospital is short of manpower."
Aunt Zhao was originally in charge of the small kitchen. After she sent Aunt Zhao and Vanilla Green Bamboo out of the house, there was not enough manpower in the courtyard. In addition, Lin Jiayue sold many servants before, which made every yard unused and in a mess.
Moreover, her mind has not been on the Lan courtyard recently, so it is normal for mistakes to occur.
I have some abdominal pain on my left and right sides, but I shouldn't take it for granted.
The only troublesome thing is that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and she doesn't know if this will delay things.
"Help me stand up and comb my hair and put on makeup first."
"Miss……"
Heng Zhi helped Song Wan up, and took a soft handkerchief to help her wipe away the cold sweat on her forehead: "Miss, you haven't gotten better after taking the medicine from the doctor. What should I do?"
"It doesn't matter, I can bear it."
The Mid-Autumn lanterns should have been lit by the Holy One himself, in order to bring peace to the West Sea and make the people live and work in peace and contentment. But since Emperor Wen Hui ascended the throne, the matter of lanterns has been left in the hands of the prince. This is also one of the most important festivals of the year. If Song Wan, the Marquis of Chengyang, does not show up, it will definitely cause controversy.
This is not important. What is more important is that she wants to take this feast to meet Song Fu. She has something to say to her brother.
Song Wan sat on the makeup stool and asked Heng Zhi to help her apply makeup.
Hengzhi took a flower patch and put it on her forehead, but it didn't take long for her to be stained with cold sweat.
"Miss, you really can't do this."
Where has anyone experienced more and more pain after taking medicine? At this moment, Song Wanji was too weak to sit up, let alone his underwear which was soaked through with sweat.
It's always cool in autumn, so if you go out, you'll definitely catch a cold.
Heng Wu was so worried that he was worried when Jiang Xingjian walked in from outside. As soon as he walked in, he saw Song Wan's lips turned white and he looked very haggard and painful.
Jiang Xingjian frowned: "I heard from the doctor that you accidentally swallowed poison. Are you feeling better now?"
"Thank you for your concern, husband. I feel much better after taking the medicine."
"It doesn't look like he's getting much better."
Stepping forward and placing the rouge in Song Wan's hand on the dressing table, Jiang Xingjian said: "You are recuperating in the mansion. Don't go out today. It's only a small thing that you are hurting your body by looking like this. If you are rude in front of the Holy Master, it will be a big deal."
Song Wan lowered his eyes and said nothing after hearing this.
It is normal for Jiang Xingjian to be afraid that she will lose her manners in front of the palace. The recent scandals in the Chengyang Marquis Mansion have been one after another, which are much more exciting than the excerpts. He should also be afraid that something will go wrong again.
Although she wanted to see Song Fu, Jiang Xingjian had already said so. If she insisted on going, it would look like she was up to no good.
"Then please husband, please help me deliver a message to the ladies. I am in ill health and cannot go."
"I know, it's hard for you to rest."
After saying that, Jiang Xingjian turned around and went to Xiuyan Pavilion.
In the Xiuyan Pavilion, Lin Jiayue frowned as she looked at the dresses sent from the embroidery room.
Such a fresh and emerald green color, dressed like a wild onion, really makes people dislike it. If she hadn't thought about showing off her affection to Jiang Xingjian in public today, and completely imprisoning him for doting on his concubine and destroying his wife, she would not have worn it to death.
As soon as Lin Jiayue put on her new skirt without being disgusted, she saw Jiang Xingjian enter the room silently.
"Brother Xingjian."
She held the hem of her skirt and stood in front of Jiang Xingjian with a sweet smile on her face: "Does this skirt of Yue'er look good?"
"A pleasure to watch."
Jiang Xingjian sat on the mahogany chair and looked at Lin Jiayue carefully.
After a long time, he said: "There will be many people admiring the lanterns at Dongshou Gate today. If you arrive late, I'm afraid you won't be able to get in. If you pack well, we and I will go there first."
Two people?
Lin Jiayue blinked: "Aren't you going, grandma?"
"She ate something by mistake and can't go today."
After Jiang Xingjian finished speaking, he asked Lin Jiayue if he could set off. Lin Jiayue nodded blankly, but became panicked in her heart.
In the past, she didn't like Song Wan, and she thought everything about him was bad. But times have changed, and now she has to admit that although Song Wan is annoyingly cold and aloof, he is extremely smart and adaptable.
So she didn't believe that Song Wan, with his cautious temperament, would eat the wrong thing on such an important day.
Lin Jiayue lowered her eyes, hiding the worry in her eyes.
After thinking for a moment, she smiled and said, "I've packed my things, okay, brother Jian, let's go."
Lin Jiayue walked behind Jiang Xingjian, looking at his back, her face became more and more solemn. Seeing that he wasn't paying attention, she reached her hand above her head and pressed her palm hard on the hairpin.
"Brother Xingjian, please help me."
The two walked to the sedan in the inner courtyard, and Lin Jiayue smiled and stretched out her hand.
Jiang Xingjian held her hand and was about to take her to the sedan, but when Fang turned around, he frowned and said, "Your skirt is dirty."
"Um?"
Lin Jiayue was puzzled: "Where?"
Jiang Xingjian looked ugly and pointed to the stained area with her eyes.
"Ah...I'm here in Guishui."
Reaching behind her, Lin Jiayue quickly showed Jiang Xingjian a look at the blood on her hands: "I'm going to change clothes."
"No need, you can rest in the house."
"Brother Xingjian, are you angry? Yue'er changed quickly. Just wait for me..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xingjian strode out of the inner courtyard.
Seeing him coming out alone, Song Yan came forward and said, "Master, today..."
"The plan has changed. Cancel the archer and let him return."
Song Yan nodded: "I know, little one."
Jiang Xingjian asked again: "Are the rest ready?"
"Everything has been prepared and the guardrail has been moved a few feet outward. No lives of innocent people will be harmed."
Jiang Xingjian nodded and got on the horse.
Winner or loser, let's watch today's lantern lighting ceremony.
