Hearing footsteps at the door, she looked up and saw Uncle Mo walking in from outside. She greeted him with a smile, "Uncle Mo, what brings you here?"
"Young Miss, Master has asked this old servant to pass on a message," Qianmo said with a smile.
"Uncle, please sit down and talk!" Qianyou asked Yunhe to pour Uncle a cup of tea.
Hey hey hey...
Qianmo responded and sat down, glancing around. He'd noticed the smell of herbs on his last few visits, and seeing the two maids handling them now piqued his curiosity. He asked, "When did Miss become interested in medicinal herbs?"
"Mother said my brother's illness requires a lot of medicine, so Youxue went and bought a lot of books to read. Yunhe can read, so she can teach me what I don't understand. That's why, after listening to Mother, I prepared these medicinal herbs for my brother." Qian Youxue made up a casual excuse. Everyone in the manor knew about Bowen's illness, so no one would suspect anything.
Mmm!
Qianmo nodded repeatedly, praising, "Miss is so sensible. Madam has sacrificed so much for the young master over the years. It is Madam's blessing that you can be so understanding."
With a forced smile, Qian Youxue handed the tea that Yunhe had poured to Uncle Mo: "What important message did Father ask you to convey?"
"It's a big deal, but not a big deal. I just received news this morning that the War King was defeated and is suffering from a serious illness. Not only is his face disfigured, but he probably will never be able to stand up again. With such a thing happening, there will inevitably be some internal strife in Wucheng. The master has told everyone to stay home as much as possible to avoid any trouble at this time." After Qianmo finished speaking, he drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, and a sweet taste came from his throat.
It's really different to have the old lady's favor; even Aunt Liu might not be able to get such good tea. He thought these words to himself, but didn't say them aloud.
Defeat? Crippled? Disfigured?
Qian Youxue processed Uncle Mo's words one by one, recalling the last time she saw him. Being chased was true, but crippled? That was impossible!
How could someone who recovered so well be disfigured? And that stunning face, so smooth it was more delicate than an egg, how could it be ruined?
absurd!
This rumor is so ridiculous!
Can……
She thought about it and felt something was off. She'd been giving him acupuncture for several days now, and the first treatment had been effective, but several more treatments would have been even better. Why hadn't that guy, who was so impatient with this strange illness, shown up these past few days?
Could it be...?
Thinking of this, she stood up excitedly.
"What's wrong, Miss?" Qianmo asked, puzzled, looking at her mistress whose expression had changed drastically.
"It's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that my brother needs some medicinal herbs, so we need to go to the market to buy them. If that's the case, it's better to do it sooner rather than later. Yunhe, I'll go out and buy them in a bit." Qian Youxue cleverly found an excuse to go out, believing that Uncle Mo wouldn't stop her from doing this.
After hearing this, Qianmo smiled understandingly: "If it's inconvenient for Miss, just have a servant go out and buy it."
"No, no, this is medicine for my younger brother. I can't rest easy if I don't do it myself. Don't worry, Uncle Mo, Youxue won't cause trouble like before. The doctor Mother hired for Youxue last time has made her much smarter." Qian Youxue found another acceptable reason to avoid people having too many thoughts about her sudden change.
"Good, Miss is clever, this old servant is happy too. This old servant is leaving now, please come back quickly!" Qianmo didn't try to persuade him any further, with Mei'er with her, nothing should happen. After giving his instructions, he asked for two more cups of tea before leaving.
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