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Chapter 27: Jing’An Houfu

Chapter 27 Jing’an Houfu

“Sister Qingyun, please sit down.” Qiao Zhao didn’t get up, but his words were polite.

Qingyun was a little surprised. She glanced at Qiao Zhao more and saluted, “My maid doesn’t dare to be a maid, this maid is here to speak for the old lady.”

Qiao Zhao looked calm and listened to Qingyun’s message.

Please don’t go to the school, so she won’t be allowed to go out in the future?

Today’s Daliang atmosphere is open, and women are not restricted from going out. Even if a girl who has not left the cabinet wants to go to the street, she only needs to say hello to the elders and bring the maid and mother-in-law.

Qiao Zhao has a quiet temperament and is not very interested in attending various banquets and strolling in the streets, but she has to go out.

Being kept in captivity at home, how should I meet my eldest brother?

“Trouble sister Qingyun to tell the old lady, I understand, I will go back and send the copied scriptures to her old man.”

When Qingyun left, Azhu was the only one left in the room besides Qiao Zhao.

She hadn’t returned to her residence yet, and the maid who served Li Zhao before did not come.

“Azhu, press my forehead.”

“Ah.” Ah Zhu responded and walked around behind Qiao Zhao.

Qiao Zhao turned his head and asked her, “Will you?”

She grabbed Azhu’s hand and nodded between her eyebrows: “Start pressing from Yintang acupoint first, from top to bottom… Yes, pay attention…”

After finishing the set of actions, Qiao Zhao asked Azhu, “Do you remember?”

Azhu with a blank face: “…”

Girls are really joking!

Although the maid was a little stupid (Qiao Zhao inferred from his own common sense), Qiao Zhao was not impatient, and held A Zhu’s hand to demonstrate it again.

Azhu’s palms were sweating.

“Don’t be nervous, you can learn slowly, it’s not difficult.”

Ah Zhu was relieved to hear what her girl started saying, and after hearing the last sentence, she sweated even more.

Qiao Zhao had to give up: “Go clean your hands first, and I’ll teach you later.”

Azhu went to clean his hands like a pardon, and Qiao Zhao raised his fingers and rubbed his temples.

It is human-made, and the state of being in captivity must be changed. Then, let’s start with copying Buddhist scriptures. The Buddha’s birthday is coming.

After a while, Ah Zhu came back and found that the girl had fallen asleep.

The girl leaned on the pillow and closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes covered it, forming a row of shadows, showing a bit of fatigue between her brows and eyes.

Azhu squeezed her hand.

The girl is so tired, and she taught her so patiently just now, how could she be so stupid!

Azhu was determined to learn the massage technique early, and covered Qiao Zhao with a thin quilt lightly.

The aroma came in, followed by He’s happy voice: “Zhaozhao, the meal is ready, hurry up—”

Seeing the situation in the room, Mr. He paused.

Qiao Zhao has opened his eyes.

“Is the meal ready? I’m too hungry to sleep.”

Mr. He hurriedly arranged the food, took a chopstick and put the braised lion head in Qiao Zhao’s bowl, and said softly, “Zhao Zhao, try it, this is Mama Fang’s specialty.”

Qiao Zhao took a bite.

The meat is tender and mellow, with a strong mellow flavor. The wonderful taste glides on the tip of the tongue, and it has been ironed to the stomach.

“delicious.”

“Just like it, Zhaozhao eat more, you have lost a lot of weight.” Seeing that she liked it, instead of being dismissive as before, He’s heart fell.

“Mother eats it too.” Qiao Zhao took half the ball with the chopsticks and put it in He’s bowl.

Mr. He was taken aback for a moment, and the sour feeling came to his eyes again.

The mother and daughter had a rare and warm meal for many years, and Qiao Zhao took Azhu back to the West Crossing Courtyard.

The eldest girl, Li Jiao, lives on the east side of Yaheyuan’s courtyard. The daughter of the eldest man Li Guangwen’s original wife is also the oldest girl in the East and West. She is sixteen years old this year.

Xikuayuan has been cleaned up a long time ago, the bluestone path was spotlessly cleaned, a pomegranate tree in the courtyard has sprung up, and a clump of bananas in front of the window is lush.

Three maids ran over to greet them: “The girl is back!”

Two rough maids, one named Pomegranate and the other named Qiu Ou, and the only close-fitting maid named Bing Lu.

Qiao Zhao remembered that there should be another maid named Shuanghong.

Mr. He, who accompanied her, explained, “That cheap maid Shuanghong lost you and was sent by me.”

“Then let Ah Zhu be on top.”

Mr. He glanced at Ah Zhu, not very relieved.

Qiao Zhao knew what she was worried about, pointed at Ah Zhu and said, “She was given to me by Li Shenyi.”

Mr. He immediately lost his opinion.

“Thank you, girl!” Azhu bowed to Qiao Zhao, got up and looked at Binglu, who looked away contemptuously and snorted from her nostrils.

“Mother, go back and rest.”

“Then you should rest early too. Mother won’t let those people bother you today.” He Shi reluctantly left.

Qiao Zhao knew that this was referring to the pair of children left by the original spouse, the eldest girl Li Jiao and the third son Li Hui.

Li Hui went to Guozijian to study at the beginning of the year, and several girls from the West House went to the Dongfu Girls’ School every day, but did not go to school at this time.

Qiao Zhao finally knew why Mr. Li was so indifferent to the He family.

Li Guangwen has a deep affection for his original partner, and he has a pair of excellent children. Li Zhao always targets his brothers and sisters, and He is dedicated to helping his daughter. He makes no secret of his dislike for his stepson and stepdaughter. Weird.

It seems that the relationship between the couple is bad, and the little girl Li Zhao is a big assist.

After running around for many days, Qiao Zhao took a hot bath and fell asleep before lying down on the bed.

The sky was gradually darkening, and the sunset glow filled the sky. Shao Mingyuan walked out of the palace gate, feeling exhausted.

The personal guard came over with the horse, he turned on his horse, and went silent all the way to Qingque Lane.

Jing’an Hou’s mansion is located in Qingque Lane. It used to be just an ordinary mansion among many noble mansions. Now, because of the existence of Shao Mingyuan, the glazed tile roof seems to be greener than other places.

The gate of the Marquis of Jing’an has long been opened, and Shao Jingyuan, the son of the Marquis of Jing’an, led the mansion up and down the steps.

Shao Mingyuan turned over and dismounted, and Shao Jingyuan had already approached.

“Big Brother.”

Shao Jingyuan patted Shao Mingyuan on the shoulder: “Second brother is finally back, father and mother are waiting inside.”

He glanced at Shao Mingyuan’s snow-white cloak and said nothing.

The two brothers were surrounded by the crowd in the Hou Mansion and went straight to the main hall.

Yaoyao saw a middle-aged man standing at the door, with a bone-like shape, Shao Mingyuan quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee: “Father, the unfilial son is back.”

Jing’an Hou’s complexion was too pale, he bent down to help Shao Mingyuan up and smiled: “Just come back, come in quickly—” Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently.

Shao Mingyuan’s eyes flashed with worry.

My father was seriously ill in the Northland many years ago, and after returning to Beijing to recuperate for all these years, there was still no improvement. This time, when I came back, I saw that the cold poison was getting worse.

The crowd entered the house.

Shao Mingyuan saw Mrs. Jingan Hou’s wife, Mrs. Shen, sitting quietly on the Taishi chair at a glance, and did not lift her eyelids when she heard the movement.

Sister-in-law Wang stood beside her.

Shao Mingyuan walked over, knelt down, and covered the ground with a pure white cloak like plain white snow.

“Ming Yuan has seen his mother.”

Shen shi’s eyes slowly swept over the pure white cloak, and said coldly: “I haven’t returned for many years, and once I come back, it will add bad luck to me!”

Maid Binglu was made a cameo by the book friends group Bingdian Dust-free Children’s Shoes. I would like to thank Mr. Lian Zhen for the peach blossom fan, Chidori iii, yuliluo, the forgotten person 0119, chai281, and Chubby 25 for the reward, and thanks to the book friends who voted for the recommendation.

(end of this chapter)