Su Xueniang knew that Yin'er mentioned that when Xue Xi went out to investigate a corrupt official, she was leaked on the road, was ambushed and almost died. She frowned slightly, and her tone revealed a little displeasure, and said, "This is a bit inappropriate. Last time, it was not a test for Mrs. Xue. Last time, the big grandmother of the Sui family framed the Duke of England. Our uncle intends to exonerate the Duke of England and force the large grandmother of the Sui family to

When we were usurping the offering, Mrs. Xue happened to come over at that time. I accidentally revealed to her that if Mrs. Xue was so serious that she would have sent someone to sue the emperor for secretly, and the emperor would have punished the uncle for fraud and favoritism. But Mrs. Xue just spoke kindly and persuaded me not to say it. Afterwards, the uncle was not punished at all, but the emperor was more valued. In this way, Mrs. Xue must have not said that."

Yin'er opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she felt that she could not defend herself. Su Xueniang's words did make some sense. She wanted to persuade her for a few more words, but when she saw that Su Xueniang had no intention of listening, she had to change the topic and said, "Auntie, before leaving the capital, you have ordered again and again. If you have nothing to do, you will go to Guanyin Temple to talk to the old lady. Look at when will you go to Guanyin Temple?"

Su Xueniang remembered Master Huiyin, and her face became slightly heavier. She waved her hand and said, "You go there and see what Master Huiyin lacks on the other end. Just send someone to send it. When I go there, I will look at her face. It would be better not to go." After that, she complained again. "The old man has always been indifferent and does not mention my status at all. She is the old man's biological mother, but she also pretends to be confused. I have thought of a way to please Mrs. Xue myself. She is like I owe her money. She always holds a face." When she talks about this, Su Xueniang couldn't help feeling a little wronged. She picked up the handkerchief next to the pillow and pressed the corners of her eyes, and said, "Just just say that I feel a little uncomfortable, and I will go to see her again the next day."

At this point, Yin'er didn't dare to defend anything anymore. She just responded. Seeing that it was bright outside, she called someone to come in to wait for Su Xueniang to wash. She went back to the house to change her clothes, went to Chunlinzhai to get the cured lotus flowers and scattered, and prepared to serve Su Xueniang back to Xue Shangshu's mansion.

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Xu Jinghe also talked to Xin Jie'er about the recipe for Lotus Powder.

"Pick lotus on July 7th, pick lotus roots on August 8th, pick lotus roots on August 8th, pick lotus roots on September 9th, pick lotus roots on September 9th, crush and sifting, you can take it. If you want to wipe your face, add an appropriate amount of angelica, white aconite, light powder, simple and elegant fragrance, and can also keep your face," Jinghe said with his hands, picking the peach blossom petals in the basket woven by thin bamboo strips.

Sister Xin is a girl's home, so she naturally loves beauty. She nodded repeatedly when she heard this and said, "When the lotus planted in the back garden blooms in July, my daughter will accompany her mother to pick lotus flowers. After the lotus scattered, she will send some to her grandmother, aunt, sister-in-law, and the concubine in the palace."

Jinghe's eyes were gentle, she raised her hand to stroke Sister Xin'er's hair, and nodded repeatedly, "Sister Xin is getting more and more thorough. It's also very appropriate to help me with the best food for cooking these days."

Sister Xin'er's face was flushed, and she lowered her face slightly as if she was a little embarrassed, but her hands were picking up the peach blossom petals more carefully.

As they were talking, Wang Chuyi hurriedly ran in and reported: "Madam, the eldest young master..."

Jinghe's hand froze, and she stood up in panic and asked, "What's wrong with the eldest master?" She didn't pay attention and turned the basket with peach blossom petals in front of her to the ground.

"It was the eldest young master and the eldest young master Xu Jiajian practicing calligraphy in the school. Unexpectedly, a bee flew out from somewhere. It happened to be on the brush used by the eldest young master. The eldest young master was stung by the bee when he picked up the pen!" Wang Chuyi rushed in and reported in panting.

"I was stung by bees," Jinghe immediately felt anxious and said hurriedly: "Where is the eldest young master?"

"The eldest young master is still in the school," Wang Chuyi replied hurriedly. Today, Zhao Yi went out to work for business. He was escorting the eldest young master and the eldest young master of Xu's family to the school. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened. If the eldest young master was really good, he would not live. Even if the prince and his wife did not punish him, he would feel guilty to death.

Jinghe was about to get up and walk out in panic, and told Bai Mei to get the ointment.

Wang Chuyi reported again: "Madam, I advised the eldest son to come back, but the eldest son insisted on writing a hundred big words. The master in the school had already found soapberry water to apply to the eldest son. When the Fu family heard about it, they sent someone to send mint oil."

This sentence reminded Jinghe that her son is now studying at the Fu family. If she rushed over like this, she would be afraid that the Fu family would be unfavorable. Besides, her son is the eldest son of the Duke of England, but he was stung by a bee. She, the mother, was so unhurried and rushed over to take her son back. How would the outsider discuss his son?

She remembered that Chu Qi had repeatedly told her that she could not spoil Zheng Ge'er, who was the eldest son and would have many burdens to bear in the future.

No matter how anxious she was, she couldn't have an attack when she thought of this. She closed her eyes and calmed down her breathing. Zheng Ge'er's talent was healthy. Her grandfather gave Zheng Ge'er a special bath water when Zheng Ge'er was young, so she would not react too much to the bees. Soapberry water and peppermint oil were also very symptomatic for bees to sting.

She asked Wang Chuyi, "I can see clearly that I was indeed stung by an ordinary bee? Is the eldest young master's fingers swollen? Are you in good spirits?"

Wang Chuyi heard this and hurriedly replied, "I looked like a bee. The eldest young master's thumb was red, swollen, but he was still in good spirits. Although he was injured, he wrote big characters with his left hand. The young masters in the school praised him when he saw the eldest young master keeping writing so calmly."

Jinghe sighed a little. If Zhao Yi followed him and knew that Brother Zheng was stung by a bee, he would definitely catch the bee and send it back, so that Jinghe would judge whether it was a bee or a kind of bee. In addition, he would not answer this without any rules, and he could not even describe the size of the redness and swelling. Wang Chuyi is really real, but his ability is indeed lacking.

She was too lazy to talk, and just waited to look back and hint at Zheng Lu and asked Zheng Lu to talk indirectly. Zheng Lu was old and the first general manager. When he talked, Wang Chuyi could be convinced.

However, since Brother Zheng can still write, it means that the injury should not be serious.

Jinghe could only comfort herself like this in her heart. Sister Xin glanced at Wang Chuyi, who was kneeling in front of her, and asked, "Mother, should you ask General Manager Wang to send some ointment to Master Zheng first?"
Chapter completed!