When Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up again, the funeral had already been completed, and the wet nurse was sitting on the side of the bed, feeding Zhuang Xiaoyu gruel spoonful by spoonful: "Miss, the witch doctor told you to rest quietly, don't get angry, don't worry Think too much, otherwise, this fetus may not be able to survive."
Zhuang Xiaoyu had no appetite, but thinking of the child in her belly, she forced herself to eat half a bowl of porridge.
Zhuang Xiaoyu held the wet nurse's hand: "Nurse, our Zhuang family still has a house in the countryside, you and the housekeeper can move there to live..."
The nurse refused: "If the old slave leaves, what will you do, Miss? The old slave is already quite old, if the old slave doesn't leave, he will stay in this priest's mansion and take care of you, Miss, for the rest of his life."
Zhuang Xiaoyu sighed: "Mommy, I'm doing this for your own good."
"The old slave won't go anywhere, just stay in the mansion." The wet nurse said firmly, "Unless Miss, you dislike the old slave for getting old and want to drive the old slave out of the mansion."
Originally, I thought that Zhuang Xiaoyu would give up this idea after making such a fuss, but Zhuang Xiaoyu was more determined than ever: "Whatever you think, anyway, you and the housekeeper must leave the house, and this lady can't stand the blows again and again. It is more appropriate to simply let you leave the priest's palace.
As the mistress of the priest's mansion, and the wife of the high priest, Jiefa, I am still pregnant with the high priest's own flesh and blood. In this mansion, who dares to do anything to me?
But you, maybe like Dr. Zhong and Wenzhu, will make up your own mind, decide something for me, pay for your own life, disturb my mood, disturb my plan, and make me feel angry... ..”
Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice was full of sternness: "This matter is so decided, you can leave the mansion if you want, or you don't want to, anyway, this priest's mansion can't accommodate you anymore.
Go pack your bags and take all the things that you have taken away. You should have saved a lot of money after staying in the mansion for so many years, which is enough to support you for the rest of your life. "
Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu's tone and demeanor were unprecedentedly firm and stubborn, the nurse knew that Zhuang Xiaoyu had made up his mind to send her away with the housekeeper.
She watched Zhuang Xiaoyu grow up. Although the eldest lady has a soft personality, the things she believes have never changed. For example, she once recognized the high priest who had nothing, and she was determined to follow Qin Wuyan at that time. Elope and leave, no matter what, willing to bear all the consequences...
Thinking of this, the wet nurse couldn't help feeling sad: "Miss, this old servant is worried about you."
Zhuang Xiaoyu has already turned his face away, full of indifference: "Go and clean things up, take away everything that should be taken away, even if you don't take away, the cheapest ones will be the servants who live in your house later, it's better to take all of them Let's go."
The nurse burst into tears.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's brows and eyes showed an irritability: "Why are you crying? Turning over to be the master is better than you are here now, and the housekeeper, you should also tell him, and I will send you out of the house tomorrow... .
Let him hand over the affairs of the mansion earlier, so as not to be in a hurry when it is too late. "
Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyu's determination, the nurse cried out of the bedroom.
When the slight sound of closing the door sounded, Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and glanced at the door. She seemed to have collapsed and lay down on the dressing table.
In this mansion, there are only these two people left who can worry her. If they are not sent away, she might live in fear for the rest of her life...