Chapter 3
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The big black and white courtyard, bluestone slabs, vermilion pillars and carved railings were engraved with complex crabapple patterns. It had just rained for an entire night and the raindrops rolled down from the banana leaves into the ground.
The purple gold incense burner on the table was made into a delicate little beast shape and the fragrance it exhaled was the water wood fragrance, which smelled exceptionally refreshing in the early autumn.
The four corners of the bed were hung with tassels and the colour was bright. On the soft couch, two tall maids were carefully fanning the person on the bed.
"The weather is cold and one would fall into the water and the fever would be terrible. Young Lady had slept for an entire day and night and the physician said that one should be awake by now. Why is there no movement? "The green clad maid could not hide her anxiety.
"Gu Yu, it has already been more than an hour. Why is the physician not here yet?" The other purple clad maid said.
"Second Furen's side is watching closely. This is considered a scandal and the residence is trying to hide it." Gu Yu looked at the person on the bed, "Furen and Master are not in the capital and Eldest Young Master is also not around. Old Furen is also biased towards the Eastern courtyard. Bai Lu and Shuang Jiang went to look for the physician and have yet to return. Could it be that they were stopped? This is forcing Young Lady to a dead end! No, I have to go out and take a look. "
Just as the words were spoken, one heard a weak sound coming from the person on the bed.
"Young Lady is awake!" The purple clad maid cried out in surprise and quickly ran to the bedside. One saw the young lady on the bed rubbing her forehead and slowly sitting up.
"Jing Zhe …" Shen Miao murmured.
"This servant is here." The purple clad maid smiled as she held Shen Miao's hands, "Does Young Lady feel better? After sleeping for an entire day and night, seeing that the fever had subsided but one did not wake up. This servant was thinking of going to look for the physician again. "
"Young Lady, do you want to drink some water?" Gu Yu handed over a cup of tea.
Shen Miao looked at the two people in front of her with some confusion.
She had four first ranked maids, Jing Zhe, Gu Yu, Bai Lu and Shuang Jiang. They were all intelligent and sensitive maids. Unfortunately in the end, none of them managed to stay.
When she was a hostage in the Qin country, in order to protect her from being humiliated by the Crown Prince of the Qin country, Gu Yu died in the hands of the Crown Prince. Bai Lu and Shuang Jiang, one died on the way to Wan Yu's marriage and the other died fighting for favour with Mei Furen in the Inner Palace.
As for Jing Zhe, she was born to be the most beautiful. In the beginning, in order to help Fu Xiu Yi ascend the throne and rope in the powerful ministers, Jing Zhe willingly became a concubine and used her beauty as a reason for the powerful ministers to bow down to her. Finally the wife of the powerful minister found a reason to scold her to death.
After knowing that Jing Zhe was dead, Shen Miao cried loudly and almost had a miscarriage.
Now Jing Zhe was standing in front of her perfectly fine and her brows were still as beautiful as a painting. Gu Yu looked at her with a smile and the two maids were fourteen to fifteen years of age which made Shen Miao dazed for a moment.
After a while, she smiled bitterly and closed her eyes. "This illusion before death is too real."
"What is Young Lady talking about?" Gu Yu placed the teacup at the side and reached out to touch Shen Miao's forehead, "Could it be that the fever is muddled?"
The hand that touched her forehead was cold, comfortable and real. Shen Miao suddenly opened her eyes and her gaze suddenly became sharp. She slowly lowered her head and looked at her own hands.
That was a pair of white and slender hands with neatly trimmed nails. It was round and cute, and one look and one could tell that it was a pair of hands that were pampered.
That was not her hands.
Her hands were already rough from accompanying Fu Xiu Yi to deal with the court affairs and assessing the situation. She held a pen and looked at the account books one by one. In Qin country, she was ordered around like a servant. In the Inner Palace, she fought with Fu Ming and Wan Yu. In the Cold Palace, she washed clothes. Her hands were full of calluses and her joints were swollen and thin. How could she have such a delicate appearance?
"Bring me a mirror." Shen Miao said. Her voice was still very weak but her tone was firm.
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