There were some things that Tang Zhuyun knew, but Xiu'er did not.
Tang Zhuyun didn't intend to explain.
Knowing too much only adds to your psychological burden and serves no other purpose.
Xiu'er put the medicine back.
However, because the two were talking, Tang Zhuyun forgot to eat.
Although I remembered it afterward, I thought that Prince of Jin would definitely come and cause trouble again that night, so I would have the same thing to eat the next morning.
The matter of taking medicine was thus put on hold.
The Prince of Jin acted swiftly; the new bed was brought in just as the sun rose.
Such a commotion naturally couldn't be kept from Meng Yulan.
Meng Yulan asked Tang Zhuyun, "Is the old bed at home uncomfortable?"
Tang Zhuyun: "It feels good... but I can't sleep very soundly."
"You should have told me sooner." Meng Yulan looked at her new bed and said, "The old bed was moved out?"
Tang Zhuyun blushed. "After all, it's an old bed I slept in. Even a Zidu cause so much trouble, so I had Xiu'er chop it up and burn it."
Meng Yulan was taken aback.
Is this how it's done?
But she didn't say anything.
Looking at Tang Zhuyun's flushed face, Meng Yulan had a vague guess.
As Xiu'er saw her off, she secretly asked a question.
"The bed collapsed," Xiu'er whispered.
Meng Yulan: It's actually true...
She regretted asking about it; what was the point besides making things awkward for both of them?
In the afternoon, Tang Zhuyun taught Yanran to practice boxing, and also stretched her muscles and bones.
Everything else can be wasted, but the ability to protect oneself cannot.
Besides, being physically fit might even give you the upper hand in bed sometimes.
Yanran was sweating profusely from practicing, but she was still very enthusiastic.
Recently, the little girl has become "well-rounded," developing a strong interest in archery, which she used to dislike, much to the delight of the Prince of Jin.
Moreover, Yanran is truly gifted in martial arts and archery, and her progress is incredibly rapid.
I believe that in time, she will become as spirited and heroic as her birth mother.
But Tang Zhuyun couldn't bear to see her go to the battlefield.
However, once a son grows up, he is no longer under his mother's control, and who knows what the future holds?
In any case, being strong yourself is more important than anything else.
Tang Zhuyun herself was also very focused on her training, and the "training clothes" she had specially made for herself were completely soaked.
I took Yanran to bathe and change clothes, and we dried our hair together.
Yanran said, "Mother, I miss Mu Hai in the manor a little."
Tang Zhuyun laughed and said, "There's no use thinking about it. The weather is too cold. Let's play next year when it's warmer."
"Next year? That's so far away?" Yanran looked a little dejected.
She felt the water wasn't too cold!
Just then, Xiu'er came running in.
"Your Majesty, Qin Pighead has arrived."
"Who?"
"The Heir of the Marquis of Pingyang."
Oh, it's Qin Li.
"He certainly didn't come to see me," Tang Zhuyun said dismissively.
If Qin Li were to come looking for him directly, he would be a complete idiot.
"Madam Qin has arrived as well. The master is entertaining Qin Pighead, and the madam is attending to Madam Qin," Xiu'er said. "She must be here to see you for treatment."
Tang Zhuyun: "Fine, I'll watch then."
Since she was someone the Prince of Jin wanted to win over, she went along with it.
Yanran tilted her head curiously and asked, "What illness does he have?"
Xiu'er: "Bad disease!"
"Aren't all illnesses bad? Are there any good illnesses?" Yanran asked, puzzled.
Xiu'er: "Bad people get sick, or bad disease for short."
Why does the Empress Dowager still have to treat bad people?
"It's useful," Xiu'er said. "So, Yanran, you must be useful to everyone."
"I understand," Yanran said excitedly. "As long as it's useful, it doesn't matter if it's done badly."
Tang Zhuyun: "... Xiu'er, take Yanran out to play, don't say anything out of line."
Don't corrupt the children.
Yanran dashed out in a flash. "No need, let Xiu'er stay with you; I'm going to find Cui Xiaoqiu!"
"Hey!" Xiu'er called out to her, "Miss, wait a minute, isn't Cui Xiaoqiu sick? Be careful not to catch her illness."
Tang Zhuyun: Please, you two, keep your voices down.
The Cui Family can hear this!
Giving someone else's child a nickname is one thing, but to call them that so arrogantly—isn't that just asking for a beating?
"He's better now, I gave him all the candy my mother made..."
In the blink of an eye, Yanran's figure disappeared, leaving only the lingering sound.
Tang Zhuyun smiled and shook her head.
A moment later, Tang Baixin wife arrived with Qin Li and his wife.
Even if you don't care about the monk's reputation, you still have to consider the Buddha's. Qin Li is quite capable of handling his elder brother.
Tang Zhuyun politely invited them to sit down.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Tang Zhuyun got down to business and began taking Qin Li's pulse.
Qin Li: "Am I the one who's sick? Am I the one who's sick?!"
As he spoke, he kept giving Tang Zhuyun meaningful glances.
Tang Zhuyun remained silent.
Over the years, I've treated countless patients, but this is the only one who wished he were sick.
He might actually have some mental issues.
But physically... I really don't have any.
"No?" Qin Li's eyes widened. "You must have seen wrong!"
Qin Li was very satisfied with Tang Zhuyun after learning that Madam Qin was not ill.
But if he says he's not sick, wouldn't that imply he's incompetent?
Madam Qin glanced over, and Qin Li said, "I... I was just joking. It's good that you're not sick, it's just that our fate hasn't brought us together yet."
Tang Zhuyun was overjoyed at instantly becoming a simp.
She wanted to learn from Madam Qin how to keep a man completely under her thumb.
She said she was too weak-willed to do it...
Madam Qin politely inquired of Tang Zhuyun, "Your Majesty, in your opinion, is it still possible for us to...?"
"Madam Qin, please allow me a moment to speak."
Qin Li: "Is there anything I can't hear?"
"You want to hear about women's business too?" Xiu'er said, unable to bear it any longer.
Why is this man so long-winded?
Suddenly, I realized that my own prince isn't so bad after all.
The Prince of Jin of Jin, on horseback, sneezed.
Tang Zhuyun led Madam Qin into the house and spoke to her for a while.
When Madam Qin came out, her face changed.
Qin Li immediately glared angrily at Tang Zhuyun.
Madam Qin politely bid farewell to Tang Zhuyun and Meng Yulan and left in a hurry.
Qin Li was so eager to know what had happened that he cupped his hands in greeting to Tang Baixin and followed her out step by step.
Meng Yulan looked at Tang Zhuyun.
Tang Zhuyun said calmly, "Just some underhanded tactics used in the inner quarters."
Meng Yulan understood immediately.
Tang Baixin clearly not entirely aware of the situation, saying, "The Marquis of Pingyang's Residence... we've never heard of such a thing before..."
Aren't they brothers supposed to have a very harmonious relationship?
Meng Yulan said softly, "If it's really that good, what is Madam Lu worried about?"
To put it bluntly, it's either the East Wind prevails over the West Wind, or the West Wind prevails over the East Wind.
The only Madam Lu can rely on is Qin Li.