Xiao Jingzhao waved his hand, "Go back first, I'll talk to her another day."
The Prince's mansion is currently fraught with danger, and he is unwilling to let Sui Sui and her child take risks with him. He will wait until he has settled things before discussing bringing Sui Sui back with him. However, they will need to be relocated.
Xiao Jingzhao was the first to leap down from the tree.
"Yes, our young master cannot be left to wander outside; he must return to be raised by the Princess."
Before Xiangyang could finish speaking, Xiangsong grabbed him and leaped down.
"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
They traveled in silence until they returned to the Prince's mansion.
That night, Xiao Jingzhao tossed and turned, unable to sleep, the image of Sui Sui and her son constantly appearing in his mind.
The next day.
As soon as Jiang Shuyue arrived at Jishetang, a plump woman dressed in fine clothes came in from outside.
“Miss Jiang, do you remember me? We met at the academy.”
Jiang Shuyue smiled slightly and gestured for the woman to sit down. The woman thanked her and sat down opposite Jiang Shuyue.
"So you've thought it through, and you've decided to have your young master lose weight after all?"
Upon hearing Jiang Shuyue's straightforward words, the woman glanced at the maid standing beside her.
He said with a beaming smile, "Look how good Miss Jiang's memory is; she really remembers me."
“Our lady is a blessed person, of course the young lady remembers.”
Jiang Shuyue: "..."
This maid is so good with words.
"Miss, my young master is busy with his studies at the academy and cannot come to the clinic in person. Could you please come to our residence to prescribe medicine when the academy is on holiday?"
The maidservant was eloquent and explained the purpose of the visit of both master and servant in one breath.
Jiang Shuyue shook her head: "No need. I already met your son at the academy that day. He has a phlegm-dampness constitution. I can give you the prescription to dispel dampness right now."
That day, when the old doctor beside her was examining the child, Jiang Shuyue paid special attention to the appearance of his tongue.
A large tongue with obvious teeth marks on both sides and a thick, white coating is a typical sign of a phlegm-dampness constitution.
The woman smiled warmly, "Then I'll have to trouble you, young lady."
Jiang Shuyue wrote two prescriptions: one for removing dampness and the other for the amount of food for three meals a day.
Jiang Shuyue pointed to the list of food portions: "You must eat according to the portions listed here every day. Less is more, otherwise, even if Hua Tuo were alive, he wouldn't be able to make him lose weight."
The maid showed the prescription to the woman.
“Miss Jiang, isn’t this amount of food a bit small? And these vegetables are all things that children don’t like to eat.”
The woman frowned as she looked at the words on the sign, her hesitation evident on her face.
Thinking of her son's resolute attitude, the woman said again, "I'll take it back and try it out."
The woman concluded that her son wouldn't be able to keep eating meat and pastries because he loved them so much.
Jiang Shuyue gave some more instructions, such as encouraging the child to exercise more.
This time, Jiang Shuyue only accepted one tael of silver from the woman as a consultation fee.
When she returned to the courtyard to rest at noon, she lay half-reclined on a small couch, deep in thought.
She had seen too many failed attempts at losing weight, so she needed to figure out a recipe for a weight-loss tea.
It is both convenient and easy for people to accept.
In the south wing, Su Jinhui received a painting from Jiang Shuyue.
She takes it out and looks at it every day.
The brushstrokes flow like water, the colors are perfectly balanced in shades, and the lines are smooth; it is clearly the work of a master.
Seeing that her daughter loved the painting so much, Aunt Su suggested, "Since you like it, why don't you frame it and hang it up?"
"Mother, when we have our own home, I'll frame it and hang it in Father's study."
Such fine calligraphy is too good to be hung in a woman's boudoir.
Aunt Su smiled with satisfaction; her daughter was sensible and filial.
Aunt Su sighed inwardly, thinking that her daughter's marriage was still unsettled.
Just then, a figure flashed by in the garden in the distance, and Aunt Su took a closer look.
It's Nangong Zeyue, what a handsome and refined young man! Isn't he the kind of gentleman you'd be hard to find even with a lantern?
Aunt Su beamed with joy and turned to ask Su Hui, "Hui'er, what do you think of Young Master Nangong?"
Su Hui didn't understand what her mother meant by asking this question, so she told the truth: "He robbed the rich to help the poor, living up to his reputation as a master thief. But his martial arts skills are still lacking. If he encounters a tough opponent one day, with his mediocre skills, he might be in danger of being beaten to death."
"Oh dear! My silly girl, let me ask you, what do you think of him? Is he a good match for you?"
Su Hui walked towards the door and looked into the garden, where she saw Nangong Zeyue carrying Sui Sui and chasing butterflies, making Sui Sui giggle.
Su Hui looked away, a smile playing on her lips: "This person sometimes gives off a carefree vibe, but he's genuinely good to Sui Sui. As long as Sister is willing, that's all that matters."
“If he were a dull or conventional person, or a noble young master from a wealthy family, then my sister is, after all, a mother. Even if he liked her, he would have some reservations. It’s good that he has good judgment and knows that my sister is no ordinary woman.”
Aunt Su was completely confused by Su Hui's words. How come she hadn't thought of that? And thinking back on all these days, hadn't Young Master Nangong been revolving around Sui Sui'er all along?
Looking up at the garden, Nangong Zeyue was having a great time playing with Sui Sui.
Indeed, anyone who didn't know him would surely praise him as a loving father.
Aunt Su put aside her inappropriate thoughts and nodded, saying, "Mother will listen to Hui'er. As long as Yue'er is happy, that's fine. I think Sui Sui and he get along very well. When your father comes back, I will prepare a table of food and wine so that your father can find out what he thinks."
In the afternoon, a dark cloud rolled in from the horizon, like a black curtain, instantly covering the warm sun.
Before dusk, a torrential downpour began, and pedestrians on the street sought shelter under the eaves of shops.
Half an hour later, Jiang Shuyue saw that the rain had subsided and the patients in the clinic had left.
"Uncle Xu, you go back inside first. I'll be back in a bit."
"Are you waiting for the person who will deliver the medicinal herbs, young lady? Ruoyu isn't staying here yet; Xu Dong will come out to meet you in a bit."
Jiang Shuyue often left the clinic very late, and everyone was used to it.
After Uncle Xu and his son left, Jiang Shuyue closed the door.
She opened the medicine cabinet drawer and added the medicinal herbs one by one.
After finishing her tasks, she went to the backyard and then slipped into her spatial dimension.
The lush green sweet potato seedlings are already four feet tall. Fortunately, the weather is good, and we can still deliver sweet potato seedlings to the disaster victims in the last few days of late spring.
Using her mind, she created space for the sweet potato seedlings, then walked to the spiritual soil where potatoes were planted and pulled one up.
The oval potatoes popped up with a thud.
Jiang Shuyue was quite surprised; the potatoes were growing incredibly fast in the spiritual soil.
After leaving the space, she opened the sack and packed the potatoes in, then suddenly remembered the seeds.
She took out the vegetable planting diagram that Su Hui had drawn for her and selected several common seeds.
To help everyone recover, she took so many chickens from the space that only a few remained.
After collecting a basket of eggs, I left the space, and night had already fallen.
There was no moon in the sky after the rain.
Just as Jiang Shuyue was about to take out a tinderbox, there was a knock on the door.
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