Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Then what are you going to do now? Go to the Palace of Qinzheng to find the empress at this time. I guess the guards at the door won't let you in?"

Concubine De knew best that if Du Xuechun went to Feng Xuanche, when the two of them were alone, they would never disturb anyone.

"Then, what should I do? The young master has started to have a fever again. If the slave and maid did not think of a way today, the young master is afraid..."

As soon as she said this, she choked up again, causing De Fei to be moved.

"Why are you crying? Didn't your young master die today? Didn't you hear in advance that the queen empress gave your young host a prescription? Why, is it useless? The empress's medical skills are so superb that they can't be saved. Your young master?"

Concubine Shu couldn't see others crying, but even though she hated nobles on her face, she was a little bit intolerable and her tone softened when encountering this kind of thing and it was caused by Du Qingheng.

"Niangniang's medicine is indeed effective, but no matter how effective the medicine is, the young master will not be well-trained, and it is useless. If you commit a crime again, the young master’s illness will aggravate long ago. To see the young master is nothing more than to let the young master not be cold. Right now we don't even have a charcoal fire. How can the young master's illness be cured?"

They have all experienced it from that time, knowing how sad the people of the ranks are, especially those who are not favored.

"Okay, let's do it. There are not many people in my palace, and there are a lot of charcoal fires left every month. I will go back and ask. At the end, let someone send it to you. You can make it through today. , I’m asking the other talented people in my palace, if there are any extras, I will send them to you together."

Concubine De's approach can be said to be an interpretation of what is meant by "sending charcoal in the snow". Le'er was so excited that she knelt on the ground and kowtow to Concubine De: "Thank Concubine De, Concubine De, for her great kindness! Happy to remember forever!"

"Get up, there is nothing to thank, Jiagui is also my sister, everyone is a family, it is nothing to help a group."

The maid beside De Fei made her move, and this pulled Le'er up from the ground. Perhaps it was because she was too touched, and her face was full of tears.

Wiping away her tears personally, De Fei is very harmonious: "Don't cry, go back and see your little lord, I will go back and have someone give you charcoal fire, remember to clean up your face, let your family The little lord saw it and couldn't help but worry."

Le'er bowed sideways and nodded heavily: "Thank you, Empress De, the servant girl knows, the servant girl will go back and tell the little master."

After Le'er left, Concubine Defei looked at her back and couldn't help feeling: "The Jiagui was also out of luck. It wasn't good to be assigned to someone's palace, but he was assigned to that person's palace. Hey, it's all fate. "

"You said it's fate, who can be blamed?" Concubine Shu answered her angrily.

Her unfriendly attitude has always been seen by Concubine Dee. Now Le'er is gone. As they walked back, Concubine Dee asked: "What's the matter with you today? The last time you mentioned Jiagui The same thing, where did the honorable person offend you? You hate her so much."

Concubine Shu snorted. In the end, it was her own small-mindedness. It was just because of Du Qingheng’s last sentence that she hated the nobles until now. Although she knew what Du Qingheng said casually, she was uneasy and kind. The nobleman didn't mean that at all, but he was uncomfortable in his heart.

"Nothing, nothing." Concubine Shu started the topic carelessly, "Aren't you going to give her charcoal fire? If it's already dark today, not hurry up, this night is cold and oozing, don't let people wait for you. ."

She walked fast, and she drew a distance from De Fei. Looking at her, De Fei was still puzzled. She shook her head, but didn't ask any more.

Le'er returned to the palace. Although Jiagui said that the fever did not go away, she woke up, she leaned on the bed, and people around her were feeding her porridge.

"joy?"

Hearing the movement of the door opened, the Jiagui looked over subconsciously, and saw that Le'er was back, and called out very weakly.

Fortunately, when I came back just now, I applied the snow outside on my face, and the redness on Le'er's face was hard to see even at night.

She walked to the bed, naturally took the bowl from the maid's hand, and smiled at the honorable person: "Little Lord."

"Where have you been? Why didn't you come back so late?" Jiagui's voice was weak, and his whole body was weak.

"The slave and maid went to give the charcoal fire to the little master. I encountered something on the way, so I came back late." Le'er blew the porridge carefully until it was not hot before feeding it to the Jiagui person's mouth. In the end, he quickly used it again. The kerchief wiped the corners of her mouth.

"What? Didn't the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs send it? You actually want you to pick it up in person...cough cough, cough cough..."

Without saying a few words, the Jiagui began to cough violently. Le'er put down the bowl quickly, kissed her, patted her on the back, and helped her get along.

"It's almost New Year's Eve, and the people in the House of Internal Affairs are too busy, so I forgot about us here, but the servants have already told them, and the charcoal fire is brought back."

Le'er said this lie smoothly, and the Jiagui believed it without changing her face and heartbeat.

Jiagui took a few more mouthfuls of white porridge along her hand, and finally waved her hand to indicate that she would not eat it, and Le'er had to put the bowl aside.

"As the new year is approaching, everyone is busy. They didn't send it, but it is excusable. Don't blame them."

"The little master is kind, and the servants know that, the servants just said that they should deliver them in time next time, and didn't say anything else."

"Okay, I see, Le'er is more measured than me, and knows more than me." Jiagui said with a weak smile, laughing with the person in front of him.

With her delicate appearance, she didn't even have the strength to make a joke. Although Le'er was smiling, her heart was filled with sorrow and distress.

"Knock..."

"come in."

Jiagui and Le'er looked at the door at the same time, only to see another second-class maid coming in, leaning over to salute, and respectfully saying: "Little lord, the charcoal fireman is here."

"Is it here already?"

Le'er heard the words, turned around and called the honorable person to lie down, and intimately instructed: "Little lord, you should take a good rest first, and the slave and maid will go out and have a look, and you will get a new charcoal fire later.

"good. I'll wait for you."

Afterwards, Le'er followed the court lady out and gently closed the door.

Outside the door, the grand palace lady next to Concubine De Fei led a group of people. Every two of them carried a pot of charcoal fire, about four or five.

Le'er blessed the big palace lady, and listened to her: "This is the charcoal fire our mother gave to your young master."

"The concubine De concubine has a kind heart, and I hope my aunt will go back and tell her. My little master knows that she will thank her in person when she recovers."

The lady of the palace nodded and said no more, leaving the charcoal fire to let the people in the Jiagui Palace organize themselves, and then left.