Chapter 14: One Concubine, Two Maids
There were many maids standing at the door of the main house in Anjuyuan.
They must be having a private conversation inside the house, so all the servants were driven out.
Ji Qingwu approached, and Chunhua hurried to greet him: "Fifth Miss, the eldest lady said that you and the young lady can come in directly when you arrive."
Chunhua knocked on the door several times, and after a while Qiao finally answered, "Come in."
On the couch by the window, Qiao sat opposite a woman with her head lowered.
Ji Qingwu held Jiujiu's hand and said, "Mom."
The little girl followed suit and said sweetly, "Grandma."
The woman raised her head. She was wearing a gold and jade hair crown and a purple rose silk dress. She looked very elegant, but her nose and eyes were red. It seemed that she was the one who had been crying.
This person is none other than the eldest daughter of the first wife, Ji Qingrong.
She has been married to Lu Juan, the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhongwu, and they have been married for more than three years.
Ji Qingrong looked at the two people in front of her, one big and one small, who looked similar. The little girl looked exactly like her fifth sister when she was a child. However, her fifth sister now looked more like her than the child did.
"Fifth sister." Her voice sounded bitter.
Ji Qingwu also felt close to his elder sister when he saw her. After all, they were from the same mother and had many similarities in appearance.
She secretly sighed in her heart that Ji Qingrong lived up to her name, she was stunningly beautiful, her eyes and eyebrows were more beautiful than hers. Even though she looked a little haggard now, she was still as good as the fourth girl of the second house, and her demeanor was more noble.
She said softly, "Big sister."
Ji Qingwu turned his head and pinched the little girl's palm: "Jiujiu, call me aunt."
Qiao had already told Ji Qingrong that Xiaowu had a daughter. At first, she couldn't accept that her younger sister was already married.
But when he saw the mother and daughter, his heart softened as if he were Qiao's.
Although Ji Qingwu had given birth to a child, there was no trace of the charm of a married woman in her eyes and eyebrows. They were still clean, clear, and naive.
Jiujiu looked at the face that looked like her mother's and tried to climb onto the couch with her short legs, but she was still too small and failed.
So she raised her lotus-root-like little arms, tilted her little head back, and her big eyes blinked.
"Aunt, hug me!"
Ji Qingrong immediately cried out "Ouch!" and for a moment ignored her depressed mood. She quickly reached out and pulled the little girl up, putting her on her lap.
Jiujiu leaned against the fragrant aunt and laughed so hard that her eyes disappeared.
When Mrs. Qiao saw this, she was surprised and said, "Jiujiu, your aunt never takes the initiative to touch others on weekdays. What happened today? She changed her temper."
"Jiujiu, come down quickly." Ji Qingwu called out, "Come to mother."
The little girl looked at Ji Qingrong pitifully: "Aunt, don't you like Jiujiu?"
Seeing Jiujiu grabbing the hem of his clothes, Ji Qingrong said dryly, "Of course I like it."
Mrs. Qiao smiled from ear to ear, "It seems that your aunt really likes you. Qingrong loves cleanliness. Before you got married, the bed at home could not have any dust or hair on it. She would even pout and get angry if her clothes were wrinkled."
When Ji Qingwu thought of this scene, he couldn't regard the noble and elegant wife of the prince of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery in front of him, as well as the person who was pouting in Qiao's words, as the same.
Ji Qingrong scolded: "Mom, what are you talking about in front of Fifth Sister and the child?"
The group had lunch in a pleasant atmosphere. Qiao specially asked the small kitchen to prepare three crisp soups, stewed bamboo shoots, smoked pork, steamed buns with mushrooms and shrimps, and milk almond cheese for Jiujiu.
Ji Qingrong always couldn't help laughing while eating, which made Ji Qingwu always look at her.
"Big sister, what are you laughing at?" She put down her chopsticks and asked puzzledly.
Ji Qingrong covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief and said, "I am laughing at you and Jiujiu. Even though you look alike, your eating styles are really different."
Ji Qingwu chewed his food slowly, taking a few bites of each food, trying to eat it all equally.
But the little girl just stared at the food she loved and ate it vigorously without even raising her head, her little mouth stuffed full. If it wasn't for the meal that Nanny Li fed her personally yesterday, Mrs. Qiao would have thought that the child had gone hungry for nine meals in three days.
Seeing Jiujiu's appetite and sweet appearance, Ji Qingwu smiled and said, "She is very focused when eating. No one can disturb her, otherwise she will be unhappy."
This little girl doesn't have a bad temper when she wakes up, but she does have a bad temper when she eats. If anyone disturbs her from concentrating on eating at this moment, she will definitely be angry.
Ji Qingrong said: "Where can such an obedient child come from? My second sister-in-law's son Song Ge'er eats at the old lady's house every day, and he needs two maids to coax and persuade him to eat a little."
As she spoke, she sighed, and the light in her eyes faded again.
After Jiujiu finished eating, Chunhua led a few maids to clean up the hall, and Nanny Li took Jiujiu out to play.
When there were three people left in the room, Qiao and Ji Qingrong both looked at Ji Qingwu with anticipation in their eyes.
As soon as Ji Qingwu entered the door, he guessed something. Ji Qingrong went back to her parents' home crying, and she must have suffered some injustice in the Marquis' Mansion.
The eldest sister looked at Jiujiu with such envy, as she had never been pregnant since she married into the Marquis's Mansion.
After thinking about it, I understood why Ji Changlin went to Nanchu specifically to look for her, the miracle doctor.
She took the initiative to say: "Mom, I learned medicine for a few years to make a living. I see that my elder sister doesn't look well. Can I take her pulse?"
This was said tactfully and made people feel comfortable.
Ji Qingrong felt that this fifth sister was really smart. She rolled up her sleeves and exposed her wrists.
We are all women, there is nothing to be cautious about.
Ji Qingwu raised his hand and placed it on it, pressing slightly with his fingers, and examined it calmly for a while.
When she took her hand back, Qiao asked anxiously, "Xiao Wu, is there anything wrong with Qingrong's health?"
"Big sister is in good health, but she has a little yin deficiency and hyperactivity of fire. She needs to take good care of her body."
Ji Qingwu said meaningfully: "It's better to settle down earlier at night so that your internal organs have time to rest and recuperate."
Yin deficiency and excessive fire, please settle down early.
Ji Qingrong's face turned red all of a sudden.
Mrs. Qiao understood the hint, and she asked in a surprised and serious tone: "Qingrong, does the prince stay in your room every night?"
Seeing Ji Qingrong nod, Mrs. Qiao frowned, "We have been married for more than three years. It is important for the couple to have a good relationship, but you have to take care of your own body. Mother told you not to let men mess around in bed."
Ji Qingrong applied thick powder on her face to cover up the dark circles under her eyes.
She knew this, and she said aggrievedly, "Mother, you don't know how much pressure I'm under in the Marquis's Mansion. I've been married for so long and my belly has not moved. My sisters-in-law are all laughing at me."
"My mother-in-law has been dissatisfied with me for more than half a year. She has already sent a concubine and two maids to the prince."
If she pushed the prince out at this moment... Ji Qingrong was filled with worry.
Ji Qingwu also frowned.
Because my elder sister's body is not only due to Yin deficiency and excessive fire...
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