Sometimes she is very curious, what kind of person is her own mother
His father had been decadent for her for so many years all his life, Mrs. Feng had a heart disease because of her guilt, and that Emperor Beichen would not hesitate to rob her because of her.
My own mother must be a very beautiful person!
Besides, she can't imagine what her mother looks like at all.
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"Yan'er, don't bring up the past in front of your godmother. She is not in good health. If you want to help, prepare some calming pills for her to relieve and relax, and go to her room to accompany her when you have time. Her body is useless." Minglang sighed again, and stopped talking about it.
Ming Wuyan nodded, and went to Mrs. Feng's room in the afternoon, and sent her Buyuan Pill.
Mrs. Feng's body is so poor, she can't be too strong, and she can't stand the baptism of other medicines, so she can only recuperate slowly for a while and then look at the situation.
Mrs. Feng had fallen asleep at first, but when she saw Yan'er brought her the Buyuan Pill, she was moved and sat on the bed to chat with Ming Wuyan for a few more words.
"Yan'er, speaking of it, your appearance doesn't quite resemble your mother's. Your mother is like the holy water of Tianshan Mountain, always so pure and quiet. You are more sunny, bright and energetic than her. Qin'er has always wanted a daughter with such a temperament. It would be great if she could see the current Yan'er."
After saying this, it seemed that most of Feng's strength had been taken away, she coughed a few times, her voice was so weak that it was pitiful.
Ming Wuyan sat down, held Mrs. Feng's wrist, and squeezed it lightly, and found that her wrist was so thin that only skin and bones remained.
She frowned slightly, "Godmother, are you still anorexic? You don't even eat."
The maid next to her hurriedly said: "Miss, Madam can't eat it anymore, and she would want to spit it out after eating, so I only eat two mouthfuls of porridge and rice every day."
Ming Wuyan stood up, "This is not acceptable! You look at the godmother, I'll cook something to eat."
Mrs. Feng called her happily and touched, "Yan'er, don't be too busy, the godmother really can't eat, don't be too busy, it's a waste of your heart."
Ming Wuyan immediately smiled confidently, "Mother, you will definitely eat what I cook, and besides, I am the best cook in the world, do you believe it or not?"
Ming Wuyan teased her with a smile, this woman lacks emotions and smiles too much, her life shouldn't be like this.
Just think of yourself as doing something for your own mother!
Mrs. Feng smiled, the smile was shallow, but the whole person was much more lively.
She nodded, "That's fine, the godmother will trouble Yan'er."
Ming Wuyan immediately turned and left the room, and went to the kitchen of the general's mansion.
When the people in the kitchen saw the new eldest lady from their house coming, they immediately stood aside in panic.
Ming Wuyan said casually: "Don't be nervous, I'm just cooking something, you can watch it if you want, or go outside to play."
"Well, Miss, do you need our help?" Someone asked in a low voice.
Ming Wuyan shook her head, "No, I'll be fine soon."
She looked around and found that the rice in the kitchen was very ordinary rice. She frowned, and then silently ordered Yiling Sanfen to harvest dozens of colorful Lingmi that she had planted in her spare time.