Qingguan, dressed in new clothes, appeared at the Gu family's New Year's Eve family dinner for the first time.
During the five years in Suzhou Mansion, she had always spent time alone with Yueniang and the others in the courtyard. If there was any good food ahead, the second sister tasted it and asked the maid to secretly bring some over.
After the New Year's Eve banquet at home, Qingguan will take Yueniang and Chunni to Jin'er Hutong.
There must be a table of sumptuous dishes at the other end, and Uncle Fu, Song Yu and his wife, Chen Ping and his son are eagerly looking forward to it. Everyone sat together, regardless of high or low status, and celebrated New Year's Eve lively.
After having enough wine and half a cup of wine, Chen Ping would invite her to the courtyard to watch the fireworks. Chun Ni and Yin Deng were the most interested in this activity, and their laughter could flow throughout the yard.
Every time at this time, Qingwan felt like he was in another world. New Year's Eve in that life had always been happiness that was out of reach for her. Qingguan didn't dare to think deeply, for fear that she wouldn't be able to stop crying.
Qian Fu was the only one who felt the same as her.
At this time, she would walk up to Qian Fu and put her head on his shoulder.
Qian Fu always sighed deeply and whispered in her ear: "Miss, our New Year's Eve is more than just this."
Qingguan's eyes were hot and she lowered her head. She couldn't think deeply!
"Sixth sister, this golden toad and jade abalone tastes pretty good, try it."
A pair of chopsticks stretched out, disrupting Qingguan's memories. He smiled slightly and raised his glass.
"Second sister, I respect you."
Gu Qingzhi picked up the wine glass with a smile and took a sip.
"Second sister, we also respect you and wish you can find a good son-in-law as soon as possible next year. By the way, second sister will be sixteen next year."
The two concubines had smiles on their faces, but their words were a bit harsh.
Qingguan keenly felt the second sister's body trembling slightly. She calculated slightly that her second sister was more than two years older than her, so she would be sixteen next year.
The sixteen-year-old girl in the boudoir should have been able to get married long ago, but the eldest couple put her next to his wife and ignored her, and they didn't know why.
Qingguan thought for a moment, leaned over and said softly: "My wife has kept the second sister for a few years, and she will definitely find a good match for the second sister. The second sister should ignore them."
Gu Qingzhi glanced at the two concubines, deliberately put another chopstick on Qingwan's plate, and then turned her head away coldly.
Qingyun and Qinglian looked at each other and let out a soft hum at the same time. They leaned together and chatted about gossip in the boudoir. They looked like they had never interacted with Qingwan and Qingzhi.
Qing Guanhun didn't care and was happy to be at ease. These two people have never been in her eyes. I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will retaliate tenfold.
It’s New Year’s Eve, forget it.
In the courtyard of a deep house in the south of the capital, the lights are brightly lit.
In the Nuan Pavilion, there were three banquet tables, and there was constant laughter and laughter during the banquet.
An old lady with silver-colored hair on her temples sat upright with her head held high in the stars, smiling and eating wine.
The maids served food again and brought out several plates of exquisitely made snacks.
The maid behind him took a handful of snacks with chopsticks and placed them in the old lady's bowl. The old lady tasted it briefly. It was sweet but not greasy, so she couldn't help but take two more sips.
When he was about to take the fourth bite, the old lady shuddered and fell down.
Nuan Pavilion was shocked.
Gu Mansion's New Year's Eve banquet had already dispersed when the moon was over the willow trees.
Qingguan had something on her mind, so she declined the second sister's invitation, and hurried back to the courtyard with Yueniang on the pretext that she was too drunk.
Last night, Chen Ping climbed over the wall and came in, saying that he wanted to take the young lady into the house to celebrate New Year's Eve. Qingguan wanted to see them and happily agreed.
What's more, they are separated by a wall, so there is nothing to be afraid of no matter what happens. This was what she had in mind when she bought the house next to Gu's house.
The two were admitted to the hospital. Chunni had already been waiting at the entrance of the hospital. When he saw them coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet them and whispered: "Miss, those little maids' meals have been laced with tranquilizers. Miss, don't worry."
Qingguan stretched out his thumb and pointed it at her, with a smile on his lips. This girl is already very good at drugging, and she can basically do it without even noticing.
"When will Chen Ping come?"
"It was agreed upon at this hour. Miss, I'm going to go too. I haven't seen the silver lamp for a long time."
Qingguan smiled: "Okay, you and Yueniang go together. Let Caiyun and Qiuyue look after the house."
Chunni couldn't help but said: "Miss, I'm going to change into new clothes."
Yueniang laughed angrily and said, "This girl, I have been waiting for the young lady to say this for the past few days."
At a quarter of an hour, Chen Ping appeared in the courtyard in time, put the young lady on his back, and climbed up the wall.
On the other side of the wall, Qian Fu was already waiting.
Qingguan put his feet on the ground, looked at the empty alley, let out a long sigh of relief, pointed at the high wall and said with a smile: "Go and carry those two on your back."
Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's cold. Miss, go back home first. I'll be back when I go."
Qian Fugong stepped forward and said, "Miss, come with me quickly."
Qingguan nodded and said with a smile as he walked: "Uncle Fu, I'm afraid I'm the only one in the whole capital who climbed the wall on New Year's Eve."
Qian Fu smiled happily and said, "Miss, I never care about those vulgar etiquette."
Qingguan's eyes flashed with interest. I have even crawled through dog holes, and I still care about climbing over walls.
While they were talking, the two of them had already reached the door of the mansion. Qian Fu entered the mansion first. He turned around and was about to help the young lady step in when he heard a scream and something flashed before his eyes. In an instant, the young lady was gone.
Qian Fu was so frightened that he lost his soul. He chased him for a few steps, but couldn't see any movement. He fell to the ground, couldn't breathe, and seemed to have fainted.
Qingguan opened her eyes quietly.
What he looked at was a large room with water-colored rosewood chairs, embroidered fans and tassels hung on the walls, and a landscape screen blocking the room.
His eyes fell on the chair opposite. The man was dressed in brocade robes, with a face like a crown jewel and a look of pleading in his eyes. It was Jiang Hongwen.
When Jiang Hongwen saw her waking up, he stepped forward to greet her.
"Um... Jin... Sixth Miss, this is an emergency, and I'm sorry to offend you. My ancestor suddenly fell ill. Can you... please help me?"
Qingguan's face turned cold.
It seems that every move I make is under the eyes of others. Not only had others clearly touched her in the courtyard of the Gu Mansion, but they had even explored the Jin Mansion several times.
"Young Master Jiang needs to know that the most important thing when asking for medical advice is the word "please". You took me captive, which shows that my family is very worried."
Jiang Hongwen's eyes darkened, and he said anxiously: "It's not intentional, but it's actually a helpless move. I'll send someone to the house immediately to talk about it."
"My house? Do you know where I live?" Qingguan deliberately asked.
Jiang Hongwen smiled awkwardly. Not only did he know where she lived, but he also knew who was hiding in the mansion next to her. With Tinglin's curiosity, there was nothing he couldn't find out.
"Miss Sixth, can you see a doctor first and let me know if you have anything to say later. Don't worry, I accept this."
When it comes to this, Qingguan has nothing to say.
"Lead the way!"
Around the screen is a large bed.
Jiang Hongwen lifted up the curtains and found an old lady with snow-like hair sleeping on the bed. Her expression was kind and gentle, and she was graceful and dignified. However, her face was sallow and her temples were deeply sunken.
Qingguan had met this old lady from the Jiang family in her previous life.
It was the old lady's sixtieth birthday and she sent a note to the Qian Mansion. She followed her mother into the inner house to wish the old lady a happy birthday, while her father took his six-year-old brother to Jiang Jijiu's study.
The old lady is physically strong and mentally healthy, and among the female relatives in the house, she is the only one who has a hearty laugh.
Qingguan also secretly asked her mother why the old lady was still smiling so heartily after her daughter died.
The mother sighed softly and said something she seemed to understand but didn't understand - "Smiles like this are gained through experience in strong winds and waves."
"I had a good New Year's Eve dinner, and then I fainted. I called in a few imperial doctors, but they couldn't find anything wrong. They just said that the old man couldn't bear the great joys and sorrows."
Jiang Hongwen's words rang above his head. Qingguan stopped his thoughts, looked closely at his face, and took his ancestor's hand to feel his pulse. His pulse was slow and weak.
"The old man likes sweets?"
Jiang Hongwen was delighted: "Exactly."
"I often cry out that I'm thirsty lately."
"Exactly, I always have to get up and drink tea several times at night."
"Dialysis syndrome is already very serious. If it is not treated, it will last for up to two years."
Jiang Hongwen was delighted and then shocked, and said hurriedly: "Please Miss Sixth, please save my ancestor's life."
Qingguan frowned and said nothing.
Jiang Hongwen thought she was still brooding about the past.
"Miss Sixth, Tinglin is not..."
"Shut up!"
Qingguan thought he was too noisy and interrupted rudely.
"The old man's illness is very complicated. He not only suffers from diabetes, but also has other diseases. How to use medicine must be carefully considered."
Jiang Hongwen, the majestic king of hell, had never been told "shut up" before. But at this time, he was not unhappy at all, but felt a little comfort in his heart.
The woman in front of her frowned, and her eyelashes were shrouded like a veil, covering all her expression. Her skin was translucent, and no pores could be seen.
The hourglass was empty, but there was still no movement from Qingguan, so he switched to another Fumai.
Jiang Hongwen stood quietly aside, not even daring to express his anger.
After a long time, Qingguan opened her eyes and said coldly: "Bring a pen and paper."
Finished in one go, Qingguan wrote the prescription on the paper and handed the prescription to Jiang Hongwen.
"Not sure."
Jiang Hongwen's heart tightened and he took several steps back. Even she said she wasn't sure, so her ancestor's illness wasn't...
Qingguan didn't look at his face and continued: "Take this recipe for seven days first. After seven days, I need to check your pulse again. Remember, don't touch sweets again."
"No need for acupuncture?"
Qingguan narrowed his eyes slightly and mocked: "How can I do it without a needle on my body? Please bring my needle with Mr. Jiang when he kidnaps me next time."
Jiang Hongwen bowed his head and said seriously: "Sixth Miss, Hongwen is really sorry. Please forgive me for this."
There was no hint of joking, his face was solemn and his words were sincere. The green phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the look of pride disappeared from his face.
"My ancestors are getting old, so we should first adjust the medicine slowly, and then perform the acupuncture. After seven days, you can find a way to pick me up. Remember, the acupuncture must be performed during the day, so as to be safe."
Jiang Hongwen hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Miss Six. I will personally send you back home. This time I owe you this." "I'll remember it." Qingwan snorted twice and walked out from behind the screen.