Chen Siyuan understood Madam Qiao's feelings, but because the matter was so sudden, she felt that something was amiss.
He quickly handed over Black Hawk to him, asking him to protect Madam Qiao.
Black Hawk was left behind by Qiao Yuchen to protect the young mistress. Now that she's Mrs. Qiao, he was worried that something might go wrong at this time. He promised Chen Siyuan, but didn't go himself. Instead, he sent someone to follow Mrs. Qiao.
The court is in turmoil, and at this critical moment, we must keep our eyes wide open; he cannot take any risks.
Chen Siyuan was unaware of this and simply stayed quietly in the new general's mansion.
With Mrs. Qiao by her side these past few days, she has become much calmer.
When Chen Siyuan was bored, she would also start to play with flowers, and sometimes she would even go to the backyard to pick jasmine flowers.
Vast fields of jasmine flowers—you could keep busy for days if you were in the mood.
After picking the flower petals, Chen Siyuan started making pastries with Aunt Jiang.
As she worked, she was still thinking about the jasmine pastries that Qiao Yuchen had made for her that time.
The shape wasn't very appealing, but the taste was quite good.
Watching from the side, Aunt Jiang couldn't help but laugh. "Young Madam, didn't you see how the young general looked when he was making pastries that day?"
"You must be in a real mess, right?"
"He is quite busy, but seeing how hard the young general is working for the young mistress, I am happy for her." As Jiang Ma spoke, she looked at the busy young mistress beside her, seemingly not angry, and continued, "I wonder what the young general is busy with, he doesn't even send a message back."
"It's better not to know." Not knowing how dangerous it is, not knowing how to outwit and outmaneuver the enemy.
The Eighth Prince is hopeless, but his indiscriminate biting of people like a madman is not a good thing.
Who doesn't have some kind of weakness on them? I wonder how much the Eighth Prince knows.
Thinking back to how anxious Qiao Yuchen was when the Eighth Prince mentioned that the Tenth Prince had been poisoned at the banquet, this matter must be related to him.
Fortunately, the emperor was not foolish; he managed to prevent the family scandal from being aired in public in front of numerous court officials and envoys.
Even what Physician Huang said later was deliberately said for everyone to hear.
Thinking about this, my heart sank.
"Yes, I understand." Jiang Ma knew she had spoken out of turn and dared not say anything more, but seeing the young mistress's quiet appearance and expression made her feel very sorry for her.
She hadn't been by the young mistress's side for long, but she already knew a general idea of what the young woman had been through.
The young mistress lost her mother at a young age and spent those years by the side of the scheming Aunt Zhao, suffering countless hardships. It is likely that she developed her illness during that time. The young mistress is particularly sensitive to cold, and she recently overheard Doctor Shi saying that she has always been cold-sensitive, and her condition worsens in cold weather, which is not conducive to having children.
Thinking about this, I felt a pang of sadness.
Seeing that the young mistress was so quiet and there was no young master following behind her, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
No matter how capable the young mistress is, or how long she can enjoy the young general's favor, she might as well have a child now.
Considering the young mistress's cold constitution, if she truly wants to have a child, she needs to regulate her body, which won't happen overnight. She'd better ask her to be careful. If the young mistress doesn't care about this, given her increasingly high rank as a major general, she's worried...
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but start praising the young general from the side.
“Young Madam, you don’t know, in the first few days after we moved to the General’s Mansion, the young general made a point of walking through the places you frequented several times. Whenever he touched a branch, he would have it trimmed so that there would be absolutely no branches obstructing your path.”
"Qiao Yuchen, he..." Chen Siyuan didn't know about this, but she had noticed some scratches on Qiao Yuchen's clothes several times.
At first, she thought that since men were often away from home, such things were inevitable, but she never expected it was because of this.
"The young general has put his heart into the young mistress."
Chen Siyuan smiled slightly. "I know how good he is."
Chunlan and Chunping heard this at the door and came over to join in the fun.
"Young Madam, this young general treats you quite well?"
“What hasn’t our young mistress seen? You don’t need to say that.”
Chunlan and Chunping sang in unison.
Aunt Jiang laughed from the side; these two maids had finally shown some intelligence for once.
"Alright, I know what you're trying to say." Chen Siyuan glanced at them.
The group chatted and laughed as they finished making the pastries. While waiting for them to come out of the oven, the four women talked a lot in the kitchen.
Chen Siyuan finally realized that she was being pressured to have a child.
The pastries were ready. I took a bite and they tasted pretty good. I looked at Aunt Jiang, who had no appetite, and said, "Alright, I know. You can get ready!"
"Yes." Aunt Jiang was delighted, took out all the pastries, and hurriedly ran off.
Chunlan and Chunping chuckled to themselves.
While eating pastries, Chen Siyuan was still thinking about how she had once considered having a child, but then too many things happened and she stopped thinking about it.
She originally thought that she had no children in her past life and would never have children in this life, but it turns out that there was a problem with her body.
Body cold.
She had heard of it before, but it wasn't connected to her.
Chen Siyuan was thinking about the past, but she never expected that Aunt Jiang would be so efficient.
That evening, Aunt Jiang brought a bowl of dark, murky medicine to her.
Chen Siyuan looked at the bowl in front of her, somewhat speechless.
She was just saying it casually, there's no need to rush, is there?
Meeting the three pairs of expectant eyes, she pinched her nose, swallowed a bowl of medicine, and Aunt Jiang quickly brought out some candied fruit.
After eating it, Chen Siyuan felt that her mouth was not so bitter anymore.
Unexpectedly, Chen Siyuan had just finished eating the candied fruit when she turned around and vomited violently.
When Jiang's mother saw this, she was immediately startled.
She knew the medicine was bitter, and given the young mistress's appearance, she shouldn't have ended up like this.
What exactly happened?
Chunlan and Chunping were also unable to remain calm.
What on earth is going on?
It turns out that the young mistress didn't have this problem when she took the medicine.
Chen Siyuan vomited violently for a while. She leaned lazily against the chair, her stomach empty. She had vomited up all the medicine she had drunk, and only then did she feel a little better.
She felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if all her strength had been drained.
"Aunt Jiang, what's wrong with me?"
Jiang's mother didn't know either, and she was scared.
This is the young mistress, she's serving me, and she brewed the medicine herself, so there's absolutely nothing wrong with it. Why did it turn out like this?
"Ah, it's poisonous!" Chunlan exclaimed in alarm.
Chen Siyuan, Jiang Ma, and Chunping then noticed that the vomit on the ground had changed color.
And it turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Terrified, Jiang Ma knelt on the ground with a thud. "Young Madam, I had no intention of harming you, this..."
Chen Siyuan was also taken aback by the sudden situation.
Am I going to die?
She didn't live long in her previous life, so is she destined to die young again after being reborn?
It seems to be a common problem for people when facing death. After thinking about many things, in the end, she only had one thought in her mind: she could not die.
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