Chen Siyuan thought she could finally sleep peacefully.
I didn't sleep very well.
She dreamt of her grandmother one moment, her father the next, and her eldest brother in prison the next. The three of them kept appearing in her mind, and Chen Siyuan felt exhausted when she woke up.
Dragging her groggy head, she got up, quickly washed up, and felt as if all her strength had been drained. She didn't even have the energy to eat.
The thought of what had happened to the Chen family made him, a member of the Chen family, feel unbearable.
After eating a simple meal, he went out with two maids.
As soon as she arrived at the gate, she saw General Qiao rushing towards her from a distance and stood by to wait.
At Daming Palace, General Qiao's words gave her courage and allowed her to face the situation bravely.
It was indeed as General Joe had said, but she kept her gratitude in her heart.
Now that he is my elder and has helped me, it is only right that I stand at the door and wait for him.
General Qiao, mounted on his horse, saw the carriage parked at the gate from afar. He quickly walked over, dismounted, and looked at Chen Siyuan.
“Father—” Chen Siyuan bowed.
“Our General’s Mansion doesn’t have so many rules.” General Qiao said as he approached, and seeing that Chen Siyuan was not in good condition, he said, “You don’t need to worry too much about your father and your elder brother’s affairs.”
"Yes, thank you, Father."
"No need for thanks, you..." General Qiao cared about his daughter-in-law, but having dealt with soldiers for many years, he didn't know what to say to this delicate woman.
"What's wrong with you?" Madam Qiao's voice came from afar, easing General Qiao's embarrassment.
"Mother—" Chen Siyuan turned around upon hearing the noise and realized that after so many things had happened, Madam Qiao, who truly cared about her, must also be worried. She should at least try not to make Madam Qiao worry too much.
Madam Qiao has many things to face now. On the surface, things seem calm, but in reality, Consort Qing and the fake Princess Qiya are not easy to deal with, and there's also Madam Jiang, the wife of Marquis De'an.
She's planning something, but for some reason there's been no movement yet. She's probably plotting something bigger.
"You child, why are you such a worry?" Madam Qiao said, not giving Chen Siyuan a chance to refuse, and dragged her back.
"I'm telling you, you're not allowed to go anywhere today. Just stay home and rest."
"Mother, I..."
"Look at you, your face is all red and your forehead is a little hot. You're not made of iron. Let your father handle things outside. With him here, you don't need to worry." Madam Qiao said, holding Chen Siyuan's hand, and while walking, she glanced back at General Qiao following behind.
General Qiao was taken aback by the look in his eyes, then quickly turned around and strode outside.
Chen Siyuan was stunned. Usually, it was Madam Qiao who was somewhat afraid of General Qiao. What happened just now?
It seems General Qiao had just returned, only to be driven away by Madam Qiao with a single sentence?
"And you two, how are you taking care of the young mistress? She has too many worries and neglects herself. Can't you see that?"
Mrs. Qiao was unusually angry, but no one else was.
Chen Siyuan felt warm inside, knowing she was being cared for and protected.
Chunlan and Chunping, who were being scolded, were initially stunned, but later, seeing that Madam Qiao genuinely cared about the young mistress, they felt happy for her even though they were being scolded.
When the young mistress first woke up, they felt that she was different from usual. They thought that too many things had happened and she was in a bad mood, but they did not expect that she was really unwell.
The group returned to Beiyuan, and Madam Qiao began directing everyone to get busy.
Soon, even the imperial physicians were alarmed.
The news that Chen Siyuan was ill has reached the ears of countless people.
Chen Siyuan was kept under Madam Qiao's watchful eye and lay on the bed for a whole day.
During this time, you can only sleep and cannot do anything else.
Chen Siyuan was indeed in poor health. She was being held down and had nothing to do, so she slept for almost the entire day.
When Chen Siyuan woke up in the evening, she felt much better.
Even so, Madam Qiao still drank a large bowl of ginseng soup before getting up to leave.
"You should rest well. If there's anything wrong, you can tell us, and we'll all work together to figure it out."
"Um."
"Take good care of yourself and don't worry me."
“Mother—” Chen Siyuan raised her head slightly, her eyes red, and met Madam Qiao’s gaze. Her face flushed slightly. “Mother, it’s so good to have you!”
"How could I not be good? You are my daughter." Mrs. Qiao scolded, then left with a smile.
Chen Siyuan felt very happy.
She was being insulted like that, and she was still smiling foolishly.
...
When Madam Qiao left Beiyuan and returned to Xiyuan, she encountered General Qiao, who had just returned from outside.
He only glanced at it from afar, but a thought struck him: it must be a good thing. Otherwise, General Qiao wouldn't have had such an uncontrollable gleam on his face.
Seeing the barely suppressed joy in his eyes and brows, Madam Qiao immediately guessed what was going on.
During this period, General Qiao had been in close contact with the Emperor, which is how Chen Siyuan's reputation as a divine physician came about.
He wondered if this good thing was related to Chen Siyuan.
But according to what he knew, Chen Siyuan's father had become a wanted criminal and her older brother had been arrested, so it didn't seem like anything good was going to happen.
She always maintained a cautious attitude towards the emperor.
Because this wasn't a palace, and it was nighttime, even if someone was watching her, they couldn't see the subtle expressions in her eyes.
This may be the only moment in all these years that I can feel at ease.
Everything is shrouded in the darkness of night. As long as you hide it well, even if you reveal just a little bit, it will be difficult for people around you to see the subtle expressions on your face.
General Qiao came up to him and said, "You must be tired. Get some rest."
"Hmm." Mrs. Qiao was indeed a little tired. It had been a long time since she had stared at someone like this, and her body was not able to take it, but she was very happy to do so.
She cares about someone so much that she feels her days will never be boring.
It seems that these are habits formed over many years, and it's really hard to change them.
When she was with Chen Siyuan, she always unconsciously relaxed.
She may appear tough, but she actually has a vulnerable heart. She doesn't care about superficial things; she genuinely cares about someone.
The two walked slowly toward the West Garden, thoroughly enjoying the quiet moment.
Just as they were about to reach Xiyuan, General Qiao suddenly said out of the blue, "It will be over soon."
Mrs. Qiao turned her head to look over.
She knew that the man beside her, though he appeared to be a rough fellow, was actually very thoughtful and could be described as having a deep mind. He was usually serious and kept everything hidden in his heart.
Unless it's something important or a joyous occasion, his expression remained almost completely unchanged.
A look of satisfaction spread across his face. Mrs. Qiao glanced at him, unsure if it was what she was thinking.
"Is it related to the Emperor?"
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