It’s not that the doctors in the Duke’s Mansion are not dedicated to their hearts, but that everyone knows that Song Jinsi’s body is silenced and she can delay it for one more day.

The result was naturally the newly released medicine soup. The maid worriedly advised, "Miss, drink it quickly."

Xiao Han stared at the medicine that was darker and more bitter than the previous bowl, took it, drank it in one sip, and then said to 9526, "It's really hard to drink."

9526 can feel the sad mood under the host's silent expression.

I really want to hug the host.

For the sake of life, Xiao Han once again practiced the Forgetful Love Art. With her repeated improvements, even such a weak body could be practiced. Soon, the dantian felt a weak internal force.

Although it is useless for treating diseases, Xiao Han can use the Forgetful Love Art to suppress the pain.

You can't suppress it all, otherwise you won't notice any time you really die.

Feeling that his body was a little more comfortable, Xiao Han closed his eyes and rested first.

After waking up, I saw a graceful and luxurious woman sitting by the bed. She was her original mother, Prince Kang County Lord and Duke Duke's wife Qin Yongfang.

"I heard that you were sick, so I rushed back from Prince Kang's mansion in a hurry," she tucked the corners of the Jinxiu quilt, her eyes full of love.

Xiao Han said in his original tone, "It's because my daughter is not good, it makes my mother worried."

"But the people around you are not serving you well." The Duke's wife swept the maid in the room with majesty in her eyes, especially the maid who served Xiao Han closely. The maid shrank for a moment and was a little afraid.

Xiao Han smiled gently, "Xu'er takes care of me very hard."

The maid named Xu'er came to Song Jinsi a few years ago. Song Jinsi was in poor health, and always spoke in a gentle and kind manner, and was lenient to the servants and maids. Therefore, this maid was a little lively in front of Song Jinsi and did not speak much. Song Jinsi also liked her like this. Xu'er took good care of her in other aspects, but was a little afraid of the Duke's wife.

"That's good." The Duke's wife nodded. "If you need anything, please do it, don't get tired of yourself."

The Duke's wife was both pampering and guilty for her daughter. She was injured and could not get pregnant. Song Jinsi was her youngest child, especially she was very weak.

If she hadn't been the slut's words back then, she wouldn't have implicated her daughter so sick. If she were good, with her age, it would have been time to talk about marriage.

Thinking about the recent marriage for the eldest son, the Duke's wife sighed again.

Later, the British Prince Song Chengqi, who returned from the Hanlin Academy, also visited him. Due to the great troubles between men and women, he only greeted him through the screen. In the memory of the original body, her brother was a gentleman and had a rare gentleman style. He was not an outstanding hero who had achieved enlightenment in literature and martial arts, but he had a very good reputation and made friends.

"A classmate of mine told me that the green apricots in his hometown are pleasant and gave me some." I heard that patients would feel refreshed and happy when they smelled it.

Song Chengqi smiled gently and said, "It's better to smell it in your room."

Xiao Han whispered, "Thank you for your kindness, brother."

He handed the embroidered bag in his hand to his maid Xu'er, and it was not convenient to stay in his sister's room for a long time, so he left.

"Miss, these green apricots look so beautiful." Xu'er untied the embroidery bag and looked at the plump and cute green apricots inside, and couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Han also picked up one, the emerald green skin exuded a unique green and sweet fragrance.

She remembered a medicinal recipe, Qingxing Wuhua Porridge.

...

Xiao Han told Xu'er the recipe and asked her to go to the kitchen to find someone to make it. Half of the green apricots sent by Song Chengqi were used up, so other ingredients were easy to find.

Due to Song Jinsi's special status in the mansion, they did whatever she wanted to eat without even asking.

Xuer first scooped out some to try for the lady.

"It's so delicious that I'm almost swallowed my tongue. When did Chu Zi's craftsmanship become so good?" Xu'er exclaimed.

Xiao Han also drank a bowl. Although it was no more delicious than its creator Mu Tianye, it could be considered to be barely restored to 20% or 30%.

But it was much better than the bitter medicine, and it was finally a little comforting.

Xiao Han had tried his best to die before completing the task. She could prescribe a better prescription for herself than those doctors, but the people from the Duke's Mansion could not allow her to change the prescription suddenly, let alone have other problems.

But now it seems that starting with medicinal food is good.

Qingxingwuhua porridge is delicious, but Xiao Han’s current physical condition has only eaten two bowls at most, and the rest is distributed to Xuer and the others.

Later, the other half Qingxing was the same. Song Chengqi, who came to visit his sister, was lucky enough to get a bowl. He didn't expect that Qingxing would have such a wonderful thing. He smiled heartily and said, "This is what it has to end."

In addition to the green apricot and rusty flower porridge, Xiao Han also made other medicinal foods, which were all helpful for the body to nourish the body.

His body looked big and better, and others seemed to have a better disease than usual, and believed in the use of medicinal food. The Duke of the Kingdom asked specifically, and Xiao Han only said that it was some medicinal food recipes he saw when reading miscellaneous books.

But after tasting the medicinal food that Xiao Han made several times, the Duke of the Kingdom seemed to have made some other things.

"It's because my mother has no intention of you, and she has made you suffer."

The Duke's wife was still blaming herself. How could she forget that no matter how sensible her daughter is, she is just the 17th youth and has a desire to eat. Unfortunately, she has tasted the most in the past few years, and she has found such a good medicinal meal in the book.

This is also impossible. Song Jinsi is not only in poor health, but also in weak spleen and stomach. He can’t eat foods with a little heavier oil and salt, let alone the medicine for three meals a day, and he’s full of drinking it.

After the doctor was diagnosed with the medicinal foods as good as it is for her daughter's health, the Duke of the State directly asked the best chef in the mansion to transfer to the kitchenette of the lady's yard to make medicinal food.

The pale and sick face was a little more rosy. The weak Liu Fufeng in the mirror could get out of bed and walk and go out for some breath.

At the same time, the maids and nanny in Xiao Han's yard had a round face.

"It can finally come out." Xiao Han complained to 9526 in his heart.

The garden of the Duke's Mansion was well built, although Xiao Han even thought that he had been in the boudoir for a long time, and everything he saw was good when he came out.

Xu'er was fanning next to her, afraid that there would be some mosquitoes in the garden.

Suddenly, two girls came together not far away, wearing lake blue and rose red clothes. When they saw Xiao Han, a hint of shock flashed across their pretty faces, wondering how this sick man came out today.

"Three sisters." Song Yiran and Song Churan nodded slightly.

Song Jinsi is really ranked third in the house, but no matter how sick she is, she knows that she is more than the other two concubines in the house, and this is thanks to her original mother, the Duke's wife.

Song Jinsi's weakness is the biggest flaw in this world. She cannot learn from the female red housekeeper and cannot take care of her husband and children.

There is more than just her lady in the Duke's Mansion, and others will naturally turn their attention to other concubines. No matter how noble the status is and having a sick body, it seems that they are destined to be a middle-aged man.

The two concubines could not hinder Song Chengqi's position as prince, and the Duke's wife was too lazy to bully and treated harshly, and at most she would ignore it. However, she would not make the concubine's reputation higher than that of her own daughter.

Therefore, the concubine's daughter in the Duke's Mansion is more unknown than the sick and legitimate daughter.

Even the people in the mansion called Song Jinsi have always been Miss, not Miss Third.

Because of his early guilt and current love, the Duke never interfered in his wife's housekeeping and raising the concubine's daughter. In his opinion, there was nothing else.

"Why are the third sister coming out today? I won't rest in the house for more time." The person who spoke was Song Churan, Song Jinsi's second sister, with her eyes and eyes flirting, and her words were a little sour.

No, seeing that Song Jinsi was full of expensive and light clothes that were paid to the palace, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous. She only gave some gifts in the palace. Seeing that the color was bright and suitable for the girl's house, her father sent it to her room without saying a word.

There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate, but she has seen enough.

Song Yiran pulled her sleeve and said gently, "It's good to go out for a walk, the peonies in the garden are blooming just in time."

Xu'er was a little unhappy when she heard this. She was naturally standing on the side of the lady. These two ladies never showed kindness.

Before Xu'er could tell the guest, Xiao Han gently stroked his heart, frowned slightly,

"We have to go back to learn embroidery, so we won't bother my third sister to appreciate the flowers, let's go first." Song Yiran pulled Song Churan and left, who walked very quickly, as if he was carrying a skirt.

Xu'er and other maids were worried, "Miss, are your heart hurting again?"

Xiao Han put down his hand, as if nothing had happened, calmly said, "Nothing happened."

This is a common method used by the original body. Although Song Jinsi has been recuperating in the boudoir for many years, she is inevitably involved in contact with sisters among relatives at home. When she sees many eyes from others, some are sympathetic and pity for her, some are lucky to gloat, and some are like her two concubines, who are not on the face but are sad and upset in her heart.

Even the noble girl has never seen any means of sowing discord. Although she can't use it, she is impatient. Song Jin Sirou is not soft-hearted but cowardly. She is struggling to live, and there is no need to be wronged.

As long as she pretends to be ill, others are worried about causing trouble and will naturally stay away from her, giving her a quiet and peaceful life.

After walking away, the two sisters Song Yiran, who had returned to their yard, were also talking privately. Song Churan said angrily, "I think she is just pretending."

Song Yiran glared at her and said, "You don't even be alert when you speak. If this is just a matter of your confinement, you will be confined to your home."

Song Churan snorted lightly, "Who doesn't know that Song Jinsi is the sharp heart of the mansion, for fear of being knocked and bumped."

He said this, but he envied her for having a good birth and was born to her mother.

Song Yiran glanced at her, "It's good that you know."

His eyes were slightly darker, "Even if she is true or false, you dare to stay there."

Song Churan was silent. Even if Song Jinsi had any problems, no one present could think of it.

...

Xiao Han asked Xu'er, "Is there anything new outside?"

In the original memory, she only knew that she had fallen in love with Chen Huai at first sight at the flower meeting, but no one else knew about this except her, but she fell ill again, and she didn't know when it was time to go.

Xu'er thought for a while, "There is one thing that Miss Wei Si is engaged again."

Speaking of which, the word "Yi" is a bit inappropriate, and it always sounds bad, but it is a fact.

Xiao Han seemed to ask casually, "Who is it?"

Xu'er is lively and well-informed. "Is Mr. Chen, the Minister of Rites, or a classmate with the eldest son."

In addition to this incident, there are some interesting things in the capital, such as where flowers bloom, and the famous Qulu everyone wrote a new song, and people sang it everywhere, etc. Xiao Han responded from time to time, but he was thinking about the matter of Chen Huai and Wei Xiu.

The future experienced by the original body sounds ridiculous.

As Wei Xiu and Qin Wen said, Chen Huai died because he became Wei Xiu's future husband. The two marriages that Wei Xiu missed by chance were also strange.
To be continued...