The beauty of the Hou family and the king's plan

It was not until Shen Baozhao returned to Changchun Palace that he learned that the old lady had sprained her waist for some unknown reason.

The imperial physician had just finished examining the patient and told him to stay in bed for a hundred days and not to move easily.

Empress Shufei then sent palace maids to escort the old lady and Shen Baozhao back home.

It was past noon when they returned to the mansion. The old lady had some snacks in Changchun Palace, but Shen Baozhao did not eat a single grain of rice.

Fortunately, Qingkong was considerate and the small kitchen in Zhaomingyuan was always stocked with food.

Shen Baozhao was very hungry, so he ate a plate of red bean cake and drank a cup of Junshan Meiye tea.

I sighed with relief, feeling more at home.

But this freedom did not last long, as someone from Rongde Hall came to say that the old uncle wanted to see the fourth young lady.

Shen Baozhao had no choice but to get up and take Bixiao to Rongde Hall.

Seeing that everyone in the hall had arrived, Wang was still ill, so Aunt Lan, who was promoted to concubine, represented the eldest house.

Tang, who had not appeared from the third room for a long time, also sat aside with Shen Chan, and their presence was still very low.

When the old man saw Shen Baozhao coming, he motioned for her to sit down, "The old lady accidentally sprained her waist when she entered the palace today."

"It is inconvenient to move around now, and the house is stretched to the limit. Many of the servants have been dismissed."

"So I thought of letting the three of you take turns to take care of me." The three people naturally refer to the third wife, Mrs. Tang, Aunt Lan and Shen Baozhao.

Aunt Lan was very happy about it, as this was her first breakthrough into the level of the masters of the Bo Mansion.

Shen Baozhao was reluctant, because attending to the sick meant that she could not move freely. Tomorrow was the fifth day, and she had to go to Wu'anbo's mansion to see the third young master Qiao.

But this matter could not be refused. The second master could not bear the pressure of being labeled as unfilial.

The third wife, Mrs. Tang, said with embarrassment, "Father, your daughter-in-law still has to take care of Sister Juan."

Shen Juan is the third wife's second daughter, and she and Shen Chan are twins. However, Shen Juan is seriously ill and is never seen in public.

If Tang hadn't mentioned it, Shen Baozhao would have probably forgotten that there was such a person.

But the old uncle disagreed: "Let the fifth girl take care of the sixth girl. The fifth girl will soon be coming of age, and it's time for her to learn how to manage the household affairs."

The old man's unquestionable tone made the third wife dare not say a word.

After explaining the matter, the old man left the hall.

Aunt Lan saw that none of them said anything, but she knew that it was not a good idea to continue to remain in a stalemate, so she had to come up with some rules.

Although her status is the lowest, she still represents the eldest house.

Then he asked the Third Madam Tang, "Third Madam, usually two masters serve together, one takes care of the medicine, and the other serves in the bedroom."

"There are three of us, how about we take turns in order?"

"Today, the maidservant and the fourth young lady, tomorrow the fourth young lady and the third wife, the day after tomorrow, the maidservant and the third wife. And so on."

What Aunt Lan said made sense, and Baozhao and the Third Madam both agreed.

After the agreement was made, Aunt Lan asked her personal maid Jinlian to look after the medicine. She said to Baozhao, "Miss Fourth has had a hard time in the palace today. Go back and take a bath to relieve your fatigue."

"Don't worry, old lady. I will take good care of it."

Aunt Lan was very good at dealing with people, and she didn't rush to ask Shen Baozhao about how Shen Jing was doing in the palace. She just wanted to repay Shen Baozhao for what happened before, and Shen Baozhao gladly accepted it.

She and the old lady didn't have much of a grandparent-granddaughter relationship, she just wanted to save face.

It's just that I have to look after him together with Tang tomorrow, which is not easy to refuse. Shen Baozhao hesitated. Whether in the past life or this life, she had no contact with Tang.

The Third Master Shen was born out of wedlock, and his wife was not favored by the old lady. Before, the status of the entire Third House in the mansion was sometimes not as high as that of the maidservant who was favored by the old lady.

But it is said that the friendship between Mr. Shen San and the Tang couple is very deep, and Tang is very blessed. The first child gave birth to twin sons, the Third and Fourth Young Masters, and the second child also gave birth to twin daughters, Shen Juan and Shen Chan.

While Aunt Lan was talking to Shen Baozhao, Third Madam Tang had already taken Shen Juan out of Rongde Hall.

Shen Baozhao thought for a moment, then quickly walked out to catch up with the Third Madam, bowed and said, "Third Aunt, please wait a moment. Your niece has something to discuss with you."

Tang Shi never socialized with others, so she was surprised to be stopped by Shen Baozhao. Shen Juan looked at Baozhao curiously, with clear eyes.

Shen Baozhao considered, "Mrs. Wu'an has sent a letter to invite my niece to visit her tomorrow, so can my niece leave Bixiao and Auntie to look after the old lady tomorrow?"

Speaking of the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion, the Third Madam frowned. She had the impression that there was a young man in the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion who was as foolish as her daughter.

Apart from the fact that Shen Jing had been promised to the Third Young Master Qiao, she seemed to have never heard that anyone in the mansion had any connection with the Wu'an Earl's Mansion.

But Tang was not curious about what Shen Baozhao was doing in Wu'anbo. She just nodded slightly in agreement and left with Shen Juan.

Shen Baozhao stood there looking at their backs, but Shen Juan turned around and smiled at her playfully.

From this morning till now, Shen Baozhao has been working like a top. Now he feels a little sleepy, so he goes back to Zhaoming Garden to take a nap.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanhuai had just parted with the prince and came out of the palace.

His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Before An Yi could hand over the whip, he snatched it away and jumped onto the horse swiftly.

The whip hit the horse's buttocks, and the horse ran towards the Prince Huai's palace in pain. An Yi was confused and had to follow closely.

After returning home, Xiao Yuanhuai ordered Lao An to send the Western Region dancer Guli to the prince's residence. Lao An also told Guli not to act rashly before receiving orders.

Lao An bowed and left the study, taking An Yi out with him.

"Did the prince encounter trouble when he entered the palace today?" Lao An glanced at An Yi.

"I've been waiting at the palace gate. The prince came back directly after leaving the palace without saying a word. I know nothing." An Yi waved his hand.

Lao An stretched out his right hand, raised it above his head, and dropped it from above, hitting An Yi's head with a "pa" sound.

"You follow the prince all day long, but you don't even know why the prince is in a bad mood. What use is there for you?"

An Yi was beaten so hard that he saw stars, but Lao An wanted to continue. But An Yi was not so stupid, and he ran away without a trace, leaving Lao An with his hands raised in the wind.

The prince, who was worried about by the father and son, was holding a pen and writing on paper. If you look closely, you can see the tip of the pen pen through the back of the paper.

The big word "kill" showed his anger. After writing, he threw the wolf-hair brush back into the ivory-carved brush holder.

God knows how he managed to restrain himself from looking at her today.

Thinking of the prince's fixed gaze on her, he wanted to dig out his eyes and feed them to the dogs!

Sitting at the desk, he pinched his brows, pulled out a drawer, and took out the gardenia paper to play with.

Only at this moment did Xiao Yuanhuai calm down. He gently stroked the small calligraphy on the flowery paper, treating it as a treasure.

He called Xiaobai over and wrote a note and put it in. Xiaobai fluttered away, just like his thoughts.

But before he could think for long, he was interrupted by a loud noise coming from far away.

"Brother, help! Help!"