"Mother! Mother! Big sister!" Yun'er was led into the house by Mama Liu. After only half a day, Yun'er seemed to have been abandoned for years, throwing herself affectionately into Li Yuxin's arms. Li Yuxin caught Yun'er in her arms and kissed her softly, causing her to blush and giggle. Hong'er was helped down the carriage by Cuizhi, looking drowsy and as if she hadn't woken up yet.
Li Yuxin sat in the hall with Yun'er in her arms, enjoying a white fungus soup. Dinner was only half an hour away, so she stayed with the child for a while. Hong'er returned to her room, and Li Yuxin let her sleep a little longer.
At night, the four of them had dinner together as usual. Hong'er was in high spirits and talked to Wei'er and Yun'er about burning incense at Qingshan Temple. The cheerful atmosphere was interrupted by crying sounds outside the door.
Li Yuxin put down her chopsticks unhappily. Mother Liu hurried out to see that the three children had also put down their chopsticks. Li Yuxin saw that the children were halfway through their meal and felt very unhappy. She couldn't even eat in peace. But she couldn't show it in front of the children. She smiled gently and said, "What happened outside is not a big deal. You guys eat well. Mommy will go out and take a look."
As soon as Madam Liu came out of the room, she restrained the person, covered her mouth, and dragged her to the corridor for questioning. By the time Li Yuxin came out of the room, Madam Liu had already found out the reason. It turned out that the sick concubine's daughter was seriously ill. Her biological mother had passed away long ago, and now she was being raised under the name of Concubine Wu. Concubine Wu had never given birth, and the concubine's daughter had always been in poor health. Concubine Wu only did superficial work and did not raise her properly. This time, the sick person was confused, and the little maid who served the concubine had no choice but to rush to the main courtyard.
Li Yuxin listened to Madam Liu's words and ordered the court doctor to come as soon as possible. She said goodbye to the children and headed to Diecui Pavilion, where the concubine's daughter was staying. They hurried over and arrived in less than a quarter of an hour. Just as they were about to enter the house, they heard a scream. Madam Liu opened the door in front and took a look before Li Yuxin entered.
Entering the house, there was nothing much to see except a small wooden bed, a table, and a broken chest. Li Yuxin looked around but didn't notice anything. As the housekeeper, she had distributed everyone's share. As for why the concubine's room looked so shabby, it had nothing to do with her. If the wife had to be the one to handle everything, she would be exhausted!
Lying on the bed was a girl, about six or seven years old, frail and withered, her hair draped in yellow. Her tiny body was hidden beneath the quilt, her movements unseen. Beside her was a small servant, about ten years old. She had been the one who had called out before they entered. Now, wiping her tears, she knelt on the ground and reported to Madam Liu, "I am Guo'er, the maidservant who serves the Second Young Lady. She suddenly became seriously ill today. Just now, she seems to have passed away..."
Upon hearing this, Madam Liu immediately went forward to check Sheng Piao's breath. She felt through her nose and found she was dead. She then touched Sheng Piao's neck and felt for his pulse. Madam Liu turned around and nodded at Li Yuxin, "Madam, the second young lady is gone."
Guo'er burst into tears. Li'er, who had gone to the main courtyard to report the news, also fell to her knees and wept silently. Li Yuxin stepped forward to look at Sheng Piao. Just as she was about to instruct Madam Liu to handle Sheng Piao's funeral, she met a pair of sharp eyes. The look in her eyes didn't resemble that of a six or seven-year-old, but more like that of a person in their thirties or forties, filled with vicissitudes of life, fatigue, and resentment.
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