A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

Mr. Zhou took the pulse case, sat down next to it, and read page by page.

Su Qingyu didn't dare to breathe and looked at him nervously. In order to find her blood relatives, she even suppressed her hatred towards Mr. Zhou in her previous life.

Mr. Zhou looked at it for a quarter of an hour. When he finally put down the pulse table in his hand, he said, "Madam was pregnant with a boy."

Su Qingyu asked anxiously: "Sir, are you sure?"

For a miracle doctor like Mr. Zhou, this question is actually a bit rude.

Mr. Zhou was not displeased at all. Instead, he patiently explained: "This pulse report is very detailed. It can be seen that the doctor who wrote the pulse report is steady and careful. He should be an old doctor."

Su Qingyu nodded quickly. The doctor who wrote the pulse diagnosis was the father of the court physician, Dr. Xu, who was already over seventy years old at the time.

Mr. Zhou continued: "One day's pulse may not mean much, but judging from the pulse throughout the pregnancy, it is indeed a boy."

"but……"

Mr. Zhou hesitated for a moment before continuing: "The fetus was born with a dislocated left arm, which is not very obvious. The doctor is obviously a little unsure and plans to wait until the baby is born."

"Congenital dislocation of his arm? Does that mean that his left arm is defective and cannot be lifted or used force?" Su Qingyu asked hastily. After asking, she pursed her lips and looked at Mr. Zhou.

Shen Zhixiu saw that her whole body was tense, and her lower lip was bleeding from biting it nervously.

He stood up, walked to her, and patted her shoulder gently with his broad palm. She said softly: "Probably not. Dislocation is not a big problem. Don't worry too much."

Mr. Zhou also said, "Third Master is right. This is not a serious problem. If there was a good doctor when he was born, he could have directly reattached the arm. Even if it has been delayed until now, I am not afraid. With my limited medical skills, I can still reattach the arm."

Su Qingyu let out a long breath and then realized that Shen Zhixiu was standing beside her.

"You made Third Master laugh, I'm fine."

She just didn't react for a moment and thought that the dislocated arm was a serious problem.

After Mr. Zhou left, Su Qingyu also regained her senses, and her expression changed from frightened and confused to calm and determined.

Shen Zhixiu ordered someone to change the hot tea, then sat down opposite Su Qingyu and said, "I think so, let's start with the aunt's family and relatives."

"As long as we find out that the person is not in her hands, we can interrogate her."

Su Qingyu thought about it and felt that this was the best idea. Then he said: "I asked my third cousin to send someone to investigate the relatives on Aunt Xue's side. His people are familiar to all religions. It would be too high-profile for Third Master to investigate."

Shen Zhixiu nodded in agreement, "It's okay if Wuchen goes to check it. Let him check it carefully and make sure there are no omissions."

Su Qingyu felt a lot more at ease now that there was a plan for what was to come.

When he stood up and was about to leave, Shen Zhixiu suddenly stepped forward and said, "Things can always be found out. Do what you should do when you go back. You don't have to put so much pressure on yourself."

"Although this matter is a little old, it's not that no traces can be found."

Su Qingyu looked at Shen Zhixiu gratefully and wanted to say thank you, but felt that verbal thanks were too perfunctory.

She suddenly remembered the fabric that Lin sent to Bishui Pavilion. She should make some clothes and shoes for him before getting married.

"Third Master, do you have a measuring tape?" Su Qingyu suddenly asked.

Shen Zhixiu asked in confusion, "What do you need a measuring tape for?"

Su Qingyu smiled and said: "You have helped me so much, I have to repay you. I will measure you and make you two pairs of clothes when I go back."

"I heard that women should do this before they get married."

Even when she talks about getting married, she is frank and frank, without the shyness of a young girl.

As Su Qingyu spoke, she went to his desk, found a blank piece of rice paper, and prepared a pen.

The corners of Shen Zhixiu's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but somehow he swallowed it back.

After a while, Wenzhu came in with a measuring tape. Su Qingyu took it and began to measure Shen Zhixiu's body, and asked Wenzhu to take notes on the side.

Wen Zhu said, "Miss Su, there's no need to bother. The Third Master's size is already..."

Shen Zhixiu glanced at Wenzhu with cold eyes, and Wenzhu was so scared that Wenzhu quickly shut up.

Su Qingyu, who was concentrating on measuring herself, didn't hear clearly what Wenzhu said, so she turned around and asked, "What did you say? What happened to Third Master's measurements?"

Wen Zhu cleared his throat and said, "My subordinate is saying that Mr. San is often out and about, so his clothes should fit better. Miss Su, please measure carefully."

After saying that, he took a closer look at Shen Zhixiu's face, and then let out a sigh of relief.

Su Qingyu didn't notice anything strange about the master and servant. She was holding a tape measure around Shen Zhixiu's waist.

Her palms traced his tight waist, and her cold profile was only an inch away from his chest.

Shen Zhixiu raised his arms, his whole body frozen and not daring to move.

After measuring the waist, Su Qingyu measured the length of the legs and the size of the shoes.

When she stood up, she realized that Shen Zhixiu's arms were still raised. She hurriedly said: "Okay, Third Master, you can put down your arms."

Shen Zhixiu then realized that he had finished measuring. He calmly put down his arm, coughed twice and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wen Zhu could tell that Shen Zhixiu was hiding his embarrassment and lowered his head to suppress a smile.

Su Qingyu put away the piece of paper, carefully put it on her body, said goodbye and left the Shen family.

After leaving Shen's house, she went to find Lin Wuchen and explained the whole story clearly. Lin Wuchen couldn't recover for a long time after hearing this, and then told Su Qingyu very seriously that he would definitely find out about this matter.

Su Qingyu even saw the clear murderous intention in Lin Wuchen's eyes.

By the time we returned to the Marquis' Mansion, it was already evening.

After Su Qingyu had dinner, she told Pearl, "Go get those ingredients and I'll choose one."

The words have been spoken, so we need to hurry up and make the clothes.

Pearl didn't know what was wrong with her, but when she came back from a trip, she was willing to do needlework.

But he still went to the inner room and took out the materials he had put away before.

There is an envelope on top of the pile of materials.

Su Qingyu took a look and asked, "What is that?"

Pearl replied: "Those are the body measurements of everyone in the Shen family. The meeting gifts that the young lady gave them should be made according to the above measurements."

Seeing that Su Qingyu's expression suddenly changed, Pearl said, "You can make the ones for the third master and the old lady yourself. For others, we can sew them."

Su Qingyu stared at the envelope and asked, "Master Shen's measurements are also on it?"

Pearl smiled and said back to her, "My lady, you can live without others, but you can't live without him. How can you make clothes for him without his measurements? How can you not measure them yourself? That would be too immodest. ”

Su Qingyu thought of the scene in Shen Zhixiu's study today, where she pressed against his chest and hugged his waist, and her cheeks suddenly became hot.

Shen Zhixiu wouldn't think that she did it on purpose, just to hug him, right?