Chapter 353

It only snowed for one day, but the cold weather after the snow made people in the capital hide at home for several days.

This winter is very cold.

The Houzhai of Dingyuan Marquis's mansion is warm and fragrant, and the house is full of women surrounded by beads and emeralds.

Mrs. Hou of Dingyuan is wearing a big red folded silk jacket. She is light and thin powder in front of the mirror stage. Behind her, several girls are holding plates of jewelry waiting for her mother to choose.

"Miss Jun is here."

The voices of the girls came from outside the door, and then the curtain was lifted.

Come in without the permission of Mrs. Hou of Dingyuan. This is what Mrs. Hou of Dingyuan ordered long ago, which shows the importance she attaches to miss Jun.

This treatment caught up with nun Puning, but it took nun Puning three or four years to get it, while Miss Jun only took three days.

Mrs. Hou Dingyuan looked at Miss Jun coming in from the mirror and smiled.

"Is it cold outside?" She asked.

Miss Jun salutes.

"A little cold." She said.

Mrs. Hou of Dingyuan smiled. When she combed her hair, the lady put a red gold chrysanthemum hairpin on her hair and turned around.

"I heard that people in the north are afraid of the cold." She smiled.

Probably, but she's always in the south, so it's okay.

Miss Jun smiled and put down the medicine box without talking any more.

"Madam looks very good." She said, taking out her pulse pillow.

Mrs. Hou Dingyuan raised her hand and pressed her cheek with a smile.

"It's said that after taking your pills, Miss Jun, I look better and better." She said, putting her hand on the pulse naturally. "Everyone asks you to take your pills."

"Medicine can't be taken indiscriminately." Miss Jun said, raising her hand to take a pulse, "and it's not the reason for my pills. It's that my wife is well, happy in body and mind, safe in sleep and food, and naturally looks better."

Mrs. Hou Dingyuan smiled more intensely and didn't speak again. She looked at Miss Jun to feel her pulse.

The room was quiet for a moment, and miss Jun withdrew her hand.

"Madam's body is all right." She said, put away the pulse and got up. "Don't take the medicine in the future, and don't use the tranquilizing incense."

After that, salute and leave.

Mrs. Hou of Dingyuan wanted to laugh. When others entered the Hou house, they were eager to talk more and talk more. Miss Jun was good. She left after reading it. She didn't say much except about the disease.

"Miss Jun, don't hurry. The old lady said she's not feeling well recently. You just came to show her." She said.

Many people could not wait to see Mrs. Hou in Dingyuan, but miss Jun stood still.

"Have other doctors seen it?" She asked.

Mrs. Hou Dingyuan smiled.

"Don't worry, Miss Jun. the old lady just asks you to be at ease. She won't pester you and break your rules." She smiled and held her hand. "Come with me."

Miss Jun had to follow Mrs. Hou of Dingyuan to the old lady of Dingyuan.

Winter leisure is nothing, and the old man loves to be lively. Many women gather in the house to play cards and laugh.

The old lady of Dingyuan Hou didn't play cards, but looked at some little girls stringing beads. She was very happy to see Miss Jun coming, and pointed to introduce her to several ladies.

"This is a miracle doctor. Not everyone can be treated by her with good luck." She said, showing off.

The women obviously knew Miss Jun's name and looked at her with a smile.

Miss Jun also gave a pulse to the old lady of Dingyuan Hou and got up.

"The old lady is slightly ill, but it's OK. Just find a doctor and prescribe some medicine." She said.

The old lady of Dingyuan Hou glared at Miss Jun.

"You're a ruthless child. I just talked big. You hit me in the face." She said unhappily.

Although his expression and voice were unhappy, his eyes were smiling.

Everyone in the room laughed.

Miss Jun smiled and didn't answer. She lowered her head and packed the medicine box.

The card table over there is still going on, with the cards mixed with gossip.

"... speaking of the miracle doctor, I think Taiji hospital is in trouble this time..."

"... is it that Huai Wang is ill?"

Miss Jun's medicine box gave a slight meal, and the attentive girl who wanted to help looked at her puzzled.

"Miss Jun..." She asked.

Miss Jun has put her hand into the medicine box and took out a small porcelain bottle.

"The old lady has a headache." She said.

The girl nodded. The old lady of Dingyuan Hou was very happy to hear it and asked for the porcelain vase.

"Can I cure my old problems?" She said.

Miss Jun answered her words one by one, and told the girl and servant woman on one side how to use medicine, but her ears were always listening to the jokes on the card table next to her.

"... it's cold, not heavy..."

"... it's cold. He's a child and has no parents to take care of..."

"... what are you talking about, play your cards..."

At this point, the topic immediately stopped and turned around. Several women began to talk about what kind of clothes the woman wore, what shoes she made, and what new tricks were put on the banquet.

Miss Jun finished her words, took up the medicine box, saluted and left.

Everyone also knows her habit and doesn't ask her servants to send them out.

When the card players dispersed, Mrs. Hou Dingyuan personally served the old lady for a rest.

"Mother, I dare not say that Miss Jun's medical skill is the best. I think she has some skills in treating women and children. She is pregnant with the king's disease..." she said suddenly when she thought of something.

Before he finished, he was stared at by the old lady of Dingyuan Hou.

"Is that what we can say?" She said.

Mrs. Hou Dingyuan obviously knew it, and lowered her eyes.

"I just think it's pathetic for such a small child." She whispered.

"There are so many poor people in the world, what can we do?" The old lady of Dingyuan Hou said, "the imperial doctors are unwilling to step in the muddy water. Why bother to pull others."

Mrs. Hou Dingyuan's heart beat twice when she heard this sentence.

So

The old man of Dingyuan Hou closed his eyes and stopped talking. Mrs. Dingyuan Hou didn't dare to ask again. She covered the quilt and told the girls to guard themselves and withdrew.

In the tent, Mrs. Hou opened her eyes again, her eyes darkened.

"Poor, poor, living is also poor. It's better to get rid of it early and stop supporting the emperor's family in the next life." She murmured a few words and closed her eyes again.

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There must be something wrong with her.

Miss Jun walked quickly in the street without feeling cold at all.

She declined the carriage from Dingyuan Hou's house. It was not easy for her to get out of Dingyuan Hou's house steadily. Now she must walk and let the cold wind blow, otherwise she would go crazy in the carriage.

Since she left the alley of Lu Zhai that day, she has been trying to find out, but Prince Huai's house is a forgotten taboo in the capital, and the matter of Prince Huai's house can't be spread at all.

Fortunately, there are these familiar inner houses of dignitaries and dignitaries. She went to several houses one after another through return visits and follow-up visits. Her efforts paid off to those who wanted to. Finally, she heard a few words in Dingyuan Hou's house.

Even a few words are enough to make sure that something happened to jiuyu.

ill?

The women said they were ill?

Is it really ill, or is it just a reason?

The closed gate of King Huai's residence, the identity of King Huai isolated all the news. Let alone her identity, there was no way to inquire. Even if you inquire, no one will tell her.

Miss Jun looked at the street where Prince Huai's house was located and stood still, pressing the medicine box on her side.

If I go to the gate of King Huai's residence now and ring the bell to say there is a bad omen, what are the chances of being invited in?