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Ping'an asked Qingshi to carry the medical box and follow behind. When he went downstairs, he saw that the man was already sitting in the hall.
Looking at the woman dressed up so gorgeously, Ping An could tell with his feet that this woman was not a good person and must have some ulterior motives?
Is she a widow? Not likely, a widow wouldn't dress so young, or is she a divorcee? Otherwise it shouldn't be like that.
"Excuse me, are you Mrs. Wen?"
Zhu Mei looked at the young man in front of her and said that he was as handsome as jade, which was absolutely true. How could there be such a handsome young man?
"Excuse me, are you Mrs. Wen?"
"I am. What do you want?"
Ping An smiled and said, "Madam Wen, please call me Ping An. I am the disciple of the eldest master.
This is what happened. Just now your maid said that you were feeling a little unwell. Coincidentally, my master has a cold and it is inconvenient for him to come over, so he asked me to come over and examine you."
Zhu Mei subconsciously frowned: "Isn't this bad? I'm looking for your master to see me, what do you, an apprentice, know?"
Qingshi said in a deep voice: "Madam, are you questioning the emperor's judgment? Our young master is the little medical saint appointed by the emperor himself."
Zhu Mei blushed, "Ping An, you let a servant say that to me? I am the wife of the prefect."
"Madam, first of all, let me make it clear to you that he is my assistant and my brother, not a servant. Since you don't want me to see him, forget it. Qingshi, let's go."
Ping An had no intention of pampering this person. After all, he was an official appointed by the emperor. What was wrong with being the wife of a prefect?
He is still a sixth-rank official in Kyoto.
Why did he turn his face away when he saw that it wasn't the master? He was sitting there fine, obviously he didn't have any serious illness.
Could it be that he really had bad intentions? Was he really tempted by his wise and powerful master?
Fortunately, he came and nipped it in the bud. This bad trend must be nipped in the bud. It's disgusting that a woman of such an old age is still a nymphomaniac.
"Qingshi, go back and rest. I still have to go to the master."
Sun Sicheng saw Ping An coming back and asked, "So soon? Is everything alright?"
Ping An suddenly felt aggrieved: "Master, in the past, I was given the cold shoulder after just a few words. Even Qing Shi was scolded because they saw that it was me who went there instead of Master."
Sun Siyuan got up from the kang, his eyes full of gossip: "How did she scold you? Tell your uncle, is that woman so bad-tempered? She looks very nice."
Sun Sicheng also frowned. Is this Zhu Mei crazy? Why is he scolding his apprentice for no reason?
Ping An narrated the story with a little embellishment.
"She's fine. She just has a slight cold. We don't need to worry about her. You can go back to study."
Sun Siyuan glanced at his brother and said, "Ping An, come and sit down if you have nothing to do in the afternoon. It's so boring in the inn. Don't worry, I will help you look after your master. Be good and go."
Ping'an saw the master glaring at his second uncle, and turned around and left angrily.
What my second uncle said is actually not wrong. Once some people have set their minds on something, it is really impossible to be alone with them.
As soon as Ping'an left, Sun Siyuan frowned: "Brother, what does that woman want to do? She is fine, why did she lie to you to treat her illness? I heard that she has a bad relationship with her husband and has no children. She doesn't want to divorce and be with you, right?"
I have to tell the truth about Sun Siyuan.
Sun Sicheng frowned, "Don't you think this is disgusting? I'm going to be a grandfather in two years."
Sun Siyuan was immediately distracted: "Brother, Changyuan is now eighteen, Changzhi is seventeen, and with Xin'er, the three children have no one to marry. It's really frustrating."
"Why are you in such a hurry? You can't rush this. You have to find someone right away. Getting married is a lifelong event. Do you still need to worry about our children? Your eldest sister-in-law wrote to me and told me that many families have come to propose marriage to our three children, but they are a little overwhelmed after choosing so many."
Zhu Mei returned to her room and became angrier the more she thought about it. She thought she could have a private conversation with Sun Sicheng, but unexpectedly, it was his little apprentice who came.
The boy looked like a decent person, but he spoke without any manners at all. Maybe he volunteered to treat her, otherwise Sun Sicheng would have given him some face.
The wet nurse knew about this as soon as she came back. She sighed in her heart. The eldest daughter was so arrogant back then, and she only wanted to be an official’s wife. No matter how the master and the mistress tried to persuade her, she would not listen. Now that she is middle-aged, what is the point of still thinking about these things?
Don’t you know that a woman over thirty is like a withered flower on a branch in late spring?
"Miss, let me say something, please don't be confused. The young lady just got married last month. When you go back, register the eldest son as your son-in-law and live a good life with him.
The old master is the director of the Imperial Hospital, the eldest son is a sixth-rank official in Kyoto, and the second son now runs a very successful clinic. They are all your backers. What can a concubine do to you? Isn't it just that they have obediently given their son to you?
Young Master Sun is nice, but he already has a family, so it's impossible for him to abandon his wife and children for you. Can you still become a concubine? After all, a concubine is still a concubine. Not only will the master and his family be embarrassed, but the two young ladies will not treat you well either."
Zhu Mei felt very aggrieved: "Nurse, you say that to me? How have I been through these years? Others don't know, but you don't?
How can the one I gave birth to be a daughter? Is she an enemy? I don't even blame her for preventing me from having a son in this life, she still treats me, her own mother, as a passerby.
You said she was a concubine, so what? The four of them are a real family. I am the legal wife, and I am much better than her in every aspect, but how many days of the year does he spend in my room?
Sometimes when I think that I may have several decades left to live, I feel a little scared. It is too hard to endure, but I dare not and do not want to commit suicide. I refuse to accept it.
The heavy snow blocked the road, but who knows if God is taking pity on me and wants to give me a chance?
I just wanted to test his thoughts and see if he still had me in his heart. Since he came to my house to propose marriage, it is impossible for him to be so heartless to me.
As long as he is willing, I will go back and divorce. A concubine is still a wife. I don’t ask for anything, and I can’t give birth to a son. I won’t fight with his original wife. I just hope he can be nice to me and have someone who understands me for the rest of my life.
Nanny, please help me think of a solution. I am really cornered."
The nurse's eyes turned red, but what could she say? Although the eldest lady treated her as a close friend in a foreign land, she was just a servant in the end, and the eldest lady would not listen to her advice at all.
At the beginning, the son-in-law was not like that, but as soon as he entered the yard, the eldest lady either had a sullen face or looked up at the aunt and made sarcastic remarks. Isn't this pushing the son-in-law into the aunt's room?
The mistress can't have children, but you can't let the son-in-law be the last one to have children, right? There are many mistresses who can't have children, but that's okay, just keep your husband's heart. Who can stand such a cold and indifferent person for a long time?
If today's events were to be heard by the son-in-law, it would be equivalent to giving the position of mistress to that concubine.
The wet nurse looked at the snowflakes outside the window and only hoped to return to the master's house as soon as possible so that the mistress and the master could persuade the eldest daughter. Some things cannot be undone once they are done.
Zhu Mei no longer cared about her wet nurse. She had thought she had given up, but when she met Sun Sicheng yesterday, she realized that she was still a little woman.
Once the thoughts take root, they grow wildly in the heart like green grass in spring. All the loneliness and unwillingness over the years suddenly have an outlet.
Zhu Mei can no longer control herself, nor does she want to control her heart. The rest of her life is still long, and she wants to fight for herself once.
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