"Miss, Second Miss is sick. She said that she suddenly fainted and couldn't wake up from nightmares. She kept spitting out nonsense and couldn't be fed soup. It seemed that she was very sick. Old Madam went to see her and it didn't seem to be fake. She ordered people to send her back to her courtyard to recuperate. "
When Ning Shu was accompanying Ji 'er to paint, she heard the news.
"Really?" She picked up the brush and continued to paint her painting, "Then let her recuperate. Remember to send some tonics for me later. I won't go in person, lest she sees me and becomes more sick. That won't be good. "
Forsythia took the order and went to do it.
Ning Shu continued to paint the goose yellow and dyed two yellow balls on the painting. The balls dotted two small black beans and then smiled with satisfaction, "It's done!"
Ji 'er stared at the painting with a strange expression. His little face wrinkled like a dumpling, "Sister, what are you painting?"
Ning Shu pointed to the green lines, red dots, and yellow balls. She said with a natural expression, "Two orioles singing in the green willow! Look, this green willow is graceful and graceful, and the pink peach blossoms in the distance are full of spring. There are also these two orioles. Look, this little plump one is you, and the slightly bigger and thinner one is me. "
Ji 'er, who was five years old, just started to learn painting. Looking at his sister's "vivid painting", he fell into deep confusion. He Xin couldn't help but say, "You're so good at teasing your brother. My good Ji 'er, your sister is playing with you. We won't be fooled. Come, the teacher's painting album is here. Mother will study it with you carefully. "
Ning Shu couldn't help rubbing the tip of her nose embarrassedly. Although she didn't think she was talented, she was good at music, chess, poetry, wine, and tea.
Only the painting in the middle was missing. Tsk tsk —
Medicine and Stone Spirit.
She didn't want to expose the truth, so as not to ruin her glorious image in Ji 'er's heart. Ning Shu found an excuse and left. The peach blossoms in the garden were in full bloom. A cool breeze blew, falling on her clothes and hair like rain. Ning Shu sat on the swing under the peach tree and stretched lazily, leisurely and carefree.
"What time is it?" Ning Shu asked.
Forsythia finished her work and came back: "Replying to Miss, it's time."
Ning Shu reluctantly got up and brushed off the petals on her body.
After dealing with the first branch's matter yesterday, he had been lazy for most of the day. Today, it was time to get down to business. Xiahou Qing had fulfilled his part of the promise, so she had no reason to go back on her words.
Moreover, by promising to help Xiahou Qing investigate the Plum Blossom Kiss, she was also helping herself. If what she saw that night was right, Qi Huaijin, who was buried in the Qi family's ancestral grave, had also died from this poison!
"What?!"
In the Residence of Yun, when Eldest Madam Yun heard the servant's report, she doubted her ears.
The steward hurriedly said: "Replying to Madam, the Eldest Miss of the Ning family … is outside the residence asking for an audience …"
Madam Yun was originally a fierce daughter of a military family. She slapped the table and knocked over the teacup: "She harmed my Fei-er to this extent, and she still has the face to see me! How dare she! "
The steward immediately replied: "Madam, this servant will drive her away right now!"
"No, you let her in," Madam Yun stood up and sneered, "There's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but you insist on coming. I'd like to see what kind of disaster she wants to cause under my watch! "
After a while, Ning Shu and Forsythia calmly walked into the Yun family's main hall. Not long ago, she and Cloud Leaf went through the wedding ceremony here, and it was also here that she was ruthlessly slapped by Madam Yun.
At this moment, seeing Ning Shu, Madam Yun's palm itched again. She glared angrily, and without even asking the servant to see the tea, she said directly: "Ning Shu, you cursed my son and now he's still unconscious on the sickbed. Are you here today to apologize?"
Ning Shu was not angry at her rudeness. She only bowed gracefully and said softly: "I'm here to help Madam and Young Master Yun."
Madam Yun laughed angrily as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. "I should be thankful that you didn't harm my son, and now you want to help us? That's the biggest joke in the world! "
Ning Shu shook her head slowly and said with slight regret: "Doesn't Madam want to find the person who plotted against Young Master Yun behind the scenes? Or do you wish to see Young Master Yun die in his prime with your own eyes? "
"You …"
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