Chapter 609: Chapter 391: Wanting to Beco Stronger
ng Zhaojun returned ho, to her own courtyard, feeling downhearted, and even locked herself in her room.
At first, Mrs. ng didn’t notice, didn’t notice her daughter’s abnormal behavior, when the daughter not only missed lunch with her, but also didn’t co to her courtyard for dinner in the evening.
Thinking her daughter was unwell, she went to see her personally.
What could ng Zhaojun say when her mother ca to visit and inquire?
Was she worse than a country girl? Was their family worse than a country household?
In her gloominess, she couldn’t tell her mother the truth, only saying that she felt a bit heat-stricken.
Mrs. ng, upon hearing her daughter claim to be suffering from heatstroke, asked the people around and learned that her daughter had gone out to the main street. With a look of reprimand, she then arranged for soone to call for the doctor.
“Mother, I really am fine!” ng Zhaojun indeed felt a bit dizzy, but she attributed it to anger! She didn’t want to drink bitter dicine!
“Jun’er, you’re already ten, 11 years old, you should learn to take care of yourself, not to go out unnecessarily, and let the people around you handle matters!”
“Mother, I understand!” ng Zhaojun, facing her mother’s admonishnt, felt a little unwilling to listen, and with her head lowered, she still appeared dejected!
“Tell , what happened when you went outside?”
Mother knows best; Mrs. ng still understood her own daughter. She was certain that her daughter had encountered sothing upsetting outside.
When they first returned to the Capital, they lived with her parents, and her daughter faced the people of the Capital with her, attending banquets invited by so ladies.
Her daughter faced the daughters of those noble ladies, their haughty and disdainful glances, and her self-esteem was hurt. For a very long ti afterward, she remained sullen.
Over the past five years or so, their family had established a foothold in the Capital. Their family from her maternal ho had even bought a small house, and by relying on the dowry and her husband’s salary, they could live a rather comfortable life.
In the Capital, any household could potentially be a tycoon or a person of power. They were insufficient when compared to the top but more than satisfactory compared to others below them!
ng Zhaojun still didn’t want to tell her mother, not that she would never tell, but she was just in a bad mood and didn’t feel like talking.
She could only shake her head at her mother, and laid on the bed in her bad mood, truly as if she were ill.
Even the skill of playing the qin, which she used to take pride in, along with Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting, she had no desire to use as a ans of solace at this ti.
Mrs. ng looked steadily at her daughter’s face, indeed, noticing her daughter’s complexion wasn’t very good, she gently touched her daughter’s forehead. She felt it was a bit hot!
She didn’t know if it was heatstroke or the heat generated from her daughter lying in bed during the hot weather.
They could only wait for the doctor to co for a consultation, and she comforted her daughter with a few words, telling her not to take things to heart, as there would always be a solution.
ng Zhaojun… it was easy to say, but now she had no one to rely on, and the support from behind was not strong enough.
She resented her young age; if only she could grow up a bit more, and use her marriage to choose a more powerful family.
But she knew that for a daughter of an ordinary official to marry the Emperor’s eldest son in the Imperial Palace and beco his favorite was easier said than done!
Moreover, the current Emperor was already middle-aged; by the ti she grew up, he would be old. No matter how powerful, he would still be an old man, not as desirable as the sons of a wealthy family, nor as the Emperor’s sons.
Ever since ng Zhaojun beca sensible, she had learned from the housekeeper that their country was ruled by Emperor Zhao.
Since the foundation of the dynasty, the founding Emperor had securely reigned over the country for many decades. The current Emperor was one of his sons, and he had already ascended the throne more than twenty years ago.
ng Zhaojun guessed that the current Emperor must be around forty or fifty years old; for soone who was so close to the grave, she had no desire to marry such a person, no matter how rich or noble he might be.
She rather not follow the Emperor to the imperial mausoleum at such a young age, dying without even knowing how!
If she knew a Prince, the sons of Princes, then that might be useful, but she knew that given her father’s status, she could not beco the principal wife by marrying such a person.
She could only hope that in two or three years, her father’s official position would rise, and her own prospects would be better.
At this mont, a doctor ca to treat her illness, and a maid placed a handkerchief in Miss ng’s hand. After taking Miss ng’s pulse,
“Doctor, how is my daughter?” Mrs. ng couldn’t help but ask as the doctor stroked his goat’s beard and remained silent.
“The young lady has pent-up emotions. She must try to be more open-minded about things. She is suffering from slight heatstroke. I will prescribe dicine for her to take, and hopefully, an uplifted mood will also speed up her recovery!”
Mrs. ng looked at her daughter who was silently laying down with her eyes closed like she was sleeping; she knew her daughter wasn’t asleep—she was simply disdainful of the long-winded doctor.
The doctor imdiately wrote a prescription on the table and instructed Mrs. ng’s servants to fetch the dicine.
The maid by ng Zhaojun’s side gave the doctor the silver he was due for the visit and then saw him out.
Mrs. ng hadn’t left; she stayed by her daughter, arranging for a maid to stay in the room, then she called the maid who had been with ng Zhaojun to the living room for questioning.
“Tell , where did the young lady go today?” Mrs. ng sat down in the living room, staring sternly at Liang Chen.
Liang Chen knelt before Mrs. ng, her head lowered. She knew that if she didn’t answer, she would be punished!
“Madam, the young lady said she felt stuffy and wanted to go out for a walk, and perhaps buy so trinkets for young ladies!”
“How could she get heatstroke in a carriage? And what else has she done?” Mrs. ng was dissatisfied with the maid’s answer.
“Our carriage appeared on the street, and the young lady said she t an acquaintance and wanted to follow that group of people!”
“Who were those people?”
“The young lady said they were from the new county. At first, I didn’t believe it until those people got off their carriages and entered a fabric shop, then ca out again.”
“Are they really from the new county? Does she know them?”
Mrs. ng searched her mory, wondering who her daughter could have t from the new county years ago. Since they were friends, why was her daughter unhappy after seeing them? That ant this person must have had a bad relationship with her daughter.
“Madam, do you rember when the Old Master organized a trip to a manor owner’s estate in a rural area, and didn’t you, Madam, also organize so high society ladies to go as well?”
The incident the maid ntioned was still fresh in Mrs. ng’s mory. Her husband’s good political achievents in the new county had, by the end of the year, brought them to the Capital City, enabling them to secure their footing without having to go elsewhere for experience.
“Is it the family of that manor owner? What are they doing in the Capital?”
Mrs. ng didn’t think they were capable of buying property in the Capital, perhaps they were just visiting relatives. After all, several years had passed, and their daughters had grown up. It would not be surprising if their daughters had married into families in the Capital.
Mrs. ng still rembered how exquisite that rural woman’s skin was and how delicate and precious her daughters seed.
“The driver said that the housekeeper who took them to several shops and warehouses was a housekeeper from the Ye Residence. The driver also ntioned that the housekeeper sold the property and shops to a new owner.
This was gossip among the drivers, information they picked up throughout the half day!” Liang Chen recounted in detail the tracking incident to Mrs. ng.
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