The next morning, Wanruo had just woken up when Yudong came in and announced, "Miss, the seventh lady is here."

Wanruo coughed twice, still a little weak: "Please come in."

"yes."

Lu Dong trotted out of the room, and soon Xie Xiulin hurried in.

"Sister Wanruo." Xie Xiulin walked to the bedside and sat down, holding her hand and asking anxiously, "Why did you suddenly become so ill?"

Wanruo's face turned pale, and she curled her lips. "It was just that I wanted to stay cool at night and didn't cover myself with enough blankets. I didn't expect this late spring cold snap to be so severe."

"Have you seen a doctor? Have you taken any medicine?"

Wanruo nodded gently: "I have already asked a doctor, don't worry."

"Tell me, how could you be so careless and fall ill at this very moment? It's early spring now, and there are many banquets and events, such as spring outings, flower viewing banquets, and poetry gatherings. If you were sick like this, wouldn't you miss out on them?"

Wanruo smiled and said, "I don't like to move anyway, just have fun."

"It's not just for fun. These banquets are also a good opportunity to look for a marriage partner. The old lady even specifically mentioned your marriage. The Jiang family is holding a poetry gathering today, and the old lady also specifically mentioned you to come."

Madam Xie is the most thoughtful and considerate. As soon as the old lady mentioned it, she took it to heart. No wonder she manages the huge Xie family in such an orderly manner.

But Madam Wu was also the smoothest-talking woman. Wanruo's marriage was not her business. She was kind enough to tailor new clothes for her and take her to these banquets. It was also easy to report to the old lady. Why would she care whether she could get close to these people or not?

These banquets meant nothing to her, and she had no intention of participating in them.

"I appreciate your kindness, Madam, but I'm truly ill and can't get up. Besides, the guests at these banquets are all from prominent families and nobles. How could I possibly be worthy of them? Just enjoy yourself."

Xie Xiulin sighed with some regret: "Then you should take good care of yourself."

"Um."

Wanruo smiled. It was a pity, but it was true. She had originally planned to find a chance to go out and meet Lin Han in the next few days, but now she had to give up. She should wait until she dealt with Xie Xianyu before doing anything else.

Only then did Xie Xiulin get up and leave.

Su Yue saw her out the door and gave Wan Ruo a bowl of hot tea: "Miss, have some tea to moisten your throat."

Wanruo drank from the bowl before asking, "How's the situation with the eldest master?"

"He said he went out before dawn today. I heard that there were some problems with the case. It seems he is really busy." Su Yue answered truthfully.

Wanruo nodded and said that it would be better for him to be busy. He shouldn't be idle.

"Young lady, you should take care of yourself. Fortunately, the young master has learned the art of martial arts. Otherwise, he would be so upset to see you like this."

"Don't tell him I'm sick."

"This servant does have some sense of propriety, but how long do you plan to keep doing this? Be careful not to hurt yourself."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

When night came, Cuizhu came.

"Why did Sister Cuizhu come here in person? Please come in." Su Yue hurriedly invited her in as soon as she saw her.

Cuizhu was the head maid in charge of Songhe Garden, and all the maids in charge in the mansion had to give her some face.

Cuizhu smiled and said, "The eldest master asked me to come and see my cousin."

Su Yue sighed: "The girl is still not well, sister, be careful not to get sick."

"You're really embarrassing me. How can we, as slaves, worry about these things?"

"Then please come in, sister."

When Cuizhu pushed the door open, she smelled a strong smell of medicine. Wanruo was half leaning on the bed, coughing with a handkerchief covering her mouth and nose.

"Why are you so sick, cousin?" Cuizhu hurriedly sat down beside the bed, took her hand and asked.

Wanruo shook her head gently: "It's okay, thank you for making the trip. Please go back and apologize for me, saying that I really can't come to serve you."

"You're so sick now and you're still saying this. Didn't you ask Qing'an to see a doctor? Why is there no improvement?" Cuizhu reached out and touched her forehead, and was shocked to find it was burning hot.

"I've already seen the doctor. He said it was just a cold and prescribed some medicine. I'm taking it. Maybe I've been lazy at home for the past year and my body has become delicate. A little cold can make me so upset."

Cuizhu frowned and said, "I think the doctor was just being perfunctory! I'll ask Qing'an to get another doctor for you right away."

"It's just a little cold, how can it be so serious?" Wanruo curled her lips.