"Marquis of Zhenbei?"
The old lady meditating on the couch raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and a hint of amusement appeared on her face: "Are you talking about that brat who said I looked like his mother back then?"
Nanny Su smiled and nodded: "Yes, it is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei."
Nanny Su thought back to the day over twenty years ago when the Marquis of Zhenbei was conferred the title of Marquis and the Empress Dowager, who was still the Empress, was granted a rare opportunity to go to the palace to watch the fun. Unexpectedly, she was in the presence of that dark, burly young man, who was crying and snotting, prostrating himself on the ground, and excitedly shouting "Mom".
Nanny Su still can't forget the stunned expressions of the civil and military officials in the court, who were so shocked that their jaws dropped, and the late emperor's look of anger and humiliation.
It's so infuriating and funny!
"I seem to remember that that brat was dark and strong, with a rough look. When he opened his mouth, his voice could have blown the roof off."
"Yes, I still remember it."
"I never thought that a rough guy like him could give birth to such a beautiful and lovely daughter!"
"It's really thanks to the blessing of his ancestors that a beautiful flower has grown from his rough land." The old empress dowager laughed jokingly in front of her confidante, Nanny Su.
Nanny Su also smiled, and then said, "However, since marrying into the Shen family, the Yang family's young lady's reputation in the capital is not very good."
"How do you say that?" asked the old queen.
Nanny Su knew that the old empress dowager would definitely be interested, so she told her everything that the secret guards had investigated in the past two days.
After hearing this, the old queen frowned and fell silent.
Nanny Su didn't say anything else. She turned around and poured the old empress dowager a cup of calming tea. Then she heard the old empress dowager sigh and say, "Alas! This world is really unfair to women. It's really hard for that child."
After hearing this, Nanny Su was not surprised by her master's words. After all... she vaguely saw some shadows of the Empress Dowager before she married the late Emperor in that young lady of the Yang family.
The old queen was probably thinking of herself.
Nanny Su thought for a moment and said softly, "I heard that the young lady from the Yang family came to the Pufo Temple. It seems that she came to visit her husband who just returned from the frontier. The wife of the Minister of Personnel is currently in the Pufo Temple."
The Queen Mother naturally understood what he meant.
But it was precisely because of this understanding that the old empress dowager felt a little more pity for Yang Zhao.
Even when the Shen family was in such a situation, she was still willing to marry into the Shen family. She used her body as a woman to protect the female members of the Shen family and support the Shen family. How bold and courageous was that?
Now that my husband is back, I have to run around for him again.
Putting aside all the so-called ethical rules and regulations, Yang Zhao is a rare and extraordinary woman who deserves respect and even more so the respect and protection of her husband's family.
"I just hope that the Shen family will be grateful and treat her well in the future. Don't learn from those bad people and do such heartless things as killing the running dog and then cooking it..."
The old empress dowager recalled some things from the past, and her eyes suddenly became colder.
She instructed Madam Su: "From now on, please have people pay more attention to that girl's affairs. Don't let anyone bully her too much when it comes to her reputation."
"yes."
Outside the Zen room.
A tall and slender figure in black clothes had been standing there for an unknown amount of time. He turned around and left only after the conversation about Yang Zhao stopped.
The trembling guard at the door finally dared to raise his head.
Mo Junran was about to head to Pufo Temple, but he stopped the moment he left the back mountain.
With what identity could he go there?
*
Yang Zhao naturally had no idea what was happening in the back mountain.
As soon as she returned to the meditation room, she immediately asked Dongshuang to close the door. She wrapped herself in the quilt in a very ungraceful manner and curled up on the hard couch. She was so cold that her teeth were chattering and she was shivering.
It's really too cold.
Especially as it gets closer to nightfall, the temperature drops so much that it becomes unbearable.
Fortunately, with the previous scene where Madam Wei scolded her with disgust in public, the purpose of her trip was completely achieved.
"Madam, come on, have a cup of hot water first."
Dongshuang hurriedly brought over a cup of hot water.
Yang Zhao's hands were shaking as he held the teacup. He was so cold that he couldn't control himself.
Dong Shuang saw this and her eyes turned red with heartache. She knew how sensitive her master was to the cold, but...
Dong Shuang bit her lip tightly, trying not to say anything about asking her mistress not to go out again. "Madam, please rest for a while. I'll go to the kitchen and make a bowl of ginger soup for you."
The winter frost had just left.
There was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Yang Zhao frowned slightly.
"Donor, a girl just said that your house needs a stove and bedding. I am here to deliver the stove and bedding." It was the voice of a young monk named Sha Monk, who seemed not to be very old.
Yang Zhao opened the door.
I saw a little monk, Sha Monk, who was about ten years old, with several other little monks of the same age, standing outside the door with a lot of things, including two large stoves, two quilts, blankets, and even a hot water bottle...
Did Dong Shuang ask for it?
Didn’t they say there was nothing left?
After putting down their things, the little monks were about to leave, but Yang Zhao stopped the little monk who had just knocked on the door and said, "Little Master, was it a girl in purple who just came to you and asked for a stove?"
The little monk was obviously stunned.
Then he lowered his head and said, "Yes, benefactor, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first. Amitabha!"
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