According to Liu Lanting's memory, she was just a nerd who could only chew on books and read, and seldom cared about the affairs of the house.
Before taking up his post, Father Liu bought this small house with three entrances.
Although it was safe for Mrs. Ji to live in the clan with the women in Liu's father's backyard, the crowd was noisy and there was no adult male in the family, so it was easy to be talked about.
Perhaps out of this consideration, Father Liu moved the family out. The house he bought was very close to the clan's land, and if something went wrong, Mrs. Ji could go to the clan for help.
However... In a small house with three entrances, how many nurses can there be
Not to mention that the two hostess in the family have both fallen ill, and the concubine is still playing and smashing his head. The traumatic brain injury in this era is not well taken care of. If it is treated in time, it is easy to die... Jiang Pengji entered the inner hospital, Nao Ren It hurts even more.
"I didn't die, I was just kidnapped. Those thieves were too stupid, and I escaped again. The prefect just brought me here." Jiang Pengji said briefly, thinking of the porter just now, and added a sentence , "I'll go see my mother first, butler, go and find some servants who came to see me last night. I have something to ask them..."
It seems that it is not that Mrs. Die did not send people out, but that there are too few people to send, and those servants feel that their Langjun encounters a bandit and the chance of surviving is too small. Concierge for a night stand.
From this, you can see what the rules of this house are like.
Thinking of this, Jiang Pengji couldn't help but smile coldly, the Liu family is indeed a noble family, but after Liu's father moved out, he worked abroad all the year round, and there was no man who stayed at home who could hold on to the scene, and the servants below were slack and neglectful. expected things.
It's not that the master is incompetent, it's completely that the servants have their own ghosts.
Since Mrs. lived on the east side, it was different from the lively scene in the noble houses in the ancient times. The scenery of Liu Mansion was even a bit depressing and deserted. How can the second room of the direct line be so down
Although she is a stepson, Madam Ji is also Liu Lanting's aunt, so it doesn't matter if Jiang Pengji enters Madam Ji's boudoir.
It was still sunny and sunny outside, but there was a gloom inside the house, and the air was still filled with the lingering strong smell of medicine.
Going around the screen, Jiang Pengji saw the general furnishings in the room, which were not as simple as a noble lady should have.
There are several boxes on the dressing table, the styles are old, and the years of use can be clearly seen. There is a delicate spring butterfly hairpin next to the bronze mirror.
Jiang Pengji's eyes fell on the hairpin for two seconds, and then he looked away and glanced at the interior decorations.
Mrs. Ji was lying on the slump, her face was as pale as snow, her black hair was mixed with a lot of white strands, which added a bit of old age to her, her eyes were dark blue, and her face was heavy. Jiang Pengji took the medicine from the handmaid's hand, knelt beside the bed, and took over the work of feeding the medicine.
Those are a pair of eyes that can see through the world of the world, and there is a feeling of being noticed by the kind elders.
"...Lan... Pavilion..."
Before Jiang Pengji came, Mrs. Ji had just come back from the death line. At this time, she saw Jiang Pengji again, her eyes were a little watery.
"Well, I'm back."
Jiang Pengji smiled warmly, she couldn't even look at the bowl of black lacquer medicine with a strange smell. The ancients in ancient times were really the originator of dark cooking. How did this terrible medicine come out, it can cure diseases
Really don't drink to death
"... I remember... before..." Mrs. Ji's eyes became gentle and nostalgic, her voice was like gossamer, but she still took a few breaths and said slowly, "Someone said you were gone... How can I believe it... Later... I went to Naihe Bridge... I saw my sister..."
Jiang Pengji secretly thought, Liu Lanting really couldn't die any longer.
"Don't talk, mother, drink the medicine first." Jiang Pengji stretched out her free hand to the back of her neck, hugged her almost bony shoulders, and helped the person up and leaned against her arms, so that the other party could drink the medicine and not lie down. Choking, "Then get a good night's sleep."
Lying for too long was prone to bedsores. Seeing that the other party's collar was wet and red, Jiang Pengji quietly instructed the maid to boil water, wait for Mrs. Ji to finish drinking the medicine, wipe it again, and then change to a new mattress. The indoor air is so bad, it is not suitable for patients to cultivate.
Madam Ji frowned and drank the bitter medicine that Jiang Pengji had just blown cold one by one.
Jiang Pengji saw that she still had a slightly bitter face after drinking, and then looked at the remaining medicinal residues at the bottom of the bowl, and immediately felt that her mouth was beginning to feel bitter, and turned to the maid and said, "Go and get some candied fruit over here. To my mother... I don't know how many yellow lotuses were lost in the medicine..."
Judging from Jiang Pengji's memory, the relationship between Liu Lanting and Mrs. Ji was one-sided and cold.
Liu Lanting always thought that Mrs. Ji had taken up the status of the biological mother, and she was a little disapproving of her frequent greetings, and even felt that the other party was very hypocritical, but fortunately, this girl also knew how to maintain the superficial kindness, and did not put her inner dissatisfaction. Happy to show.
Otherwise, Jiang Pengji's intimacy just now would easily arouse suspicion from outsiders.
"My son... last night... but was wronged?"
With her cloudy eyes open, Mrs. Ji spoke with more strength than before.
"No, how can those stupid guys who don't think much when they go out can give me grievances?"
Jiang Pengji originally wanted to put Mrs. Ji down, but she saw a maid coming over with a clean mattress in the corner of her eyes, so she simply wrapped the other person with the quilt, and then stretched her other hand to the crook of her leg, hitting the person horizontally in the short exclamation of the other side. pick up.
"Don't be afraid, mother, I can still hold you, let the maid change the mattress first, and then warm it up with the stove."
Mrs. Ji said, "My son is getting more and more... like a sister, tell my aunt what happened last night..."
Jiang Pengji took a deep look at the step-wife, hooked her lips quickly, and said, "If mother listens, she will naturally know everything."
The most impatient thing for her is to repeat the same thing several times, once it is fresh, and many times it is boring.
However, a temperamental classical beauty requested that she would not mind repeating it to deepen her image of tall and handsome.
Mrs. Ji listened with interest, and finally took a deep look at Jiang Pengji, and then secretly glanced at the maids in the house, signaling them all to retreat.
"Lanting... How did she get there?" Mrs. Ji smiled gently and found that Jiang Pengji was not surprised at all, "Aren't you afraid?"
Jiang Pengji shook his head and said, "I thought this kind of thing should be more afraid of people other than me."
Mrs. Ji said, "You are a sincere child. In fact, you can hide it... I'll take it, my son is still alive... "
Jiang Pengji shook her head, "What's good about deceiving yourself? Before I entered the house, I thought I could hide it if I could, but seeing your eyes, I knew it was unnecessary. This is Liu Lanting's appearance, but I am not her after all. I can imitate it deliberately, but I'm too tired to do so, and I don't know whether to deceive myself, or to deceive myself and deceive others... "