Jiang Changning saw Old Mrs. Zhuang lying on the bed and immediately determined that Old Mrs. Zhuang was definitely not sick from gluttony and cold. The corners of her mouth were crooked, which was clearly a symptom of a stroke.

"Old lady, do you want me to call the imperial doctor for you and take a look again?" Jiang Changning asked to see what Mrs. Zhuang meant.

The only people who can cause Mrs. Zhuang to have a stroke are people from the banker. If Mrs. Zhuang doesn't pursue the case, she has no name to be a "bad person".

Mrs. Zhuang opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Mrs. Wu spoke first, "All the famous doctors in the city have been invited to see her, so I won't bother the princess to invite the imperial doctor to come."

"Yes, although the imperial doctor's medical skills are good, the famous doctors in the city are also good at medical skills, so I don't want to bother the princess." Zou agreed.

This pair of sisters-in-law, who had never dealt with each other, actually spoke the same language, and Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Zhuang didn't say a word. It seems that everyone in the dealer had a share, which caused Mrs. Zhuang to have a stroke.

Jiang Changning ignored them, but stared at Old Mrs. Zhuang, "Asking the imperial doctor to come over, it's just a post, no trouble."

Mrs. Zhuang's lips moved for a long time, "No."

"Princess, the old lady doesn't want to cause you any trouble." Wu said quickly.

"No trouble, the old lady has a third-grade imperial edict, so she can hire an imperial physician." Jiang Changning smiled slightly, "Old lady, do you want to hire one?"

This is a second chance. If Mrs. Zhuang still insists on not hiring an imperial doctor, Jiang Changning will stop meddling in her own business.

Old Mrs. Zhuang wept silently. Mrs. Wu took a veil and wiped her tears, "Old lady, don't be sad. No matter what, we, the children and grandchildren, will take good care of you."

"Yes, old lady, you should relax, take good care of your health, and wait until you have your grandson." Mrs. Zou also came to the bedside and said.

Zhuang Laozi and Zhuang Laoer also said: "Mother, your children and grandchildren are all filial to you, so just rest in peace and take care of your health."

After the mother-in-law was kind and her son was filial, and her mother-in-law was kind and her daughter-in-law was obedient, Mrs. Zhuang stopped crying. She didn't even dare to look at Jiang Changning and closed her eyes.

When Jiang Changning saw this, he knew what she meant. She was going to risk her life to protect her children and grandchildren.

If that's the case, let her seek mercy and get mercy.

Jiang Changning didn't want to worry too much about Old Mrs. Zhuang, lest Old Mrs. Zhuang be unkind and object to her in the future and get angry. He stood up and said, "Old lady, take care of yourself. I will come to visit you when I have time."

After saying this, Jiang Changning ignored the Zhuang family's attempts to stay and insisted on leaving and returning to the palace.

When she took a nap in the afternoon, Xiulan reported to her the news she had learned at the banker's house: "In order to pay off his gambling debts, Mr. Zhuang sold the old lady's dowry to Zhuangzi."

"Don't she know the nature of the son she raised? She connived at Zhuangzi when he was sold." Jiang Changning commented coldly.

A woman's dowry is usually not distributed to her children until she is about to die.

But Mrs. Zhuang secretly gave part of her dowry to Mr. Zhuang.

Xiulan continued: "After Mr. Zhuang found out about this, he started to make trouble and contradicted the old lady. The old lady fainted from anger."

"Have you had a stroke like this?" Jiang Changning frowned. Old Mrs. Zhuang's body has deteriorated to this in just a few years?

"No, the old lady didn't have a stroke, something happened again."

"go on."

"As soon as the old lady was rescued, Fourth Master Zhuang suddenly came back with his wife and concubines. I don't know what he said, and the old lady fainted again."

Jiang Changning took a sip of red date tea from the cup, "I fainted twice in a row. It's hard not to have a stroke."

"The old lady still hasn't had a stroke."

Jiang Changning almost spit out the tea, "What else happened?"

Xiulan nodded, "Mr. Zhuang was jealous of others, and with the news that she fell from upstairs, the old lady fainted for the third time, and when she woke up, she looked like the princess you saw."

The corners of Jiang Changning's mouth twitched, and the Zhuang's drama came one after another. It was only because she was strong enough that she didn't directly make Mrs. Zhuang angry enough to see the King of Hell.

Then before the banker's play was finished, the next afternoon, bad news came from the palace that Zhuang Qingyan died of illness.

Jiang Changning was stunned, "How could that happen?"

"My servant found out that she has been ill for several months. The imperial doctor treated her, but she didn't get better," Xiaochun said.

"There are no young or old on the Huangquan Road." Jiang Changning sighed, still remembering how he met Zhuang Qingyan when he first came to Beijing.

I never expected that Zhuang Qingyan would disappear like this at such a young age.

In the evening, King Jin came back and told Jiang Changning, "The Queen Mother asked Your Majesty to promote Zhuang Qingyan to the position of Zhuang Qingyan, and she will be buried as a concubine."

"Concubine!" Jiang Changning twitched his lips, "That's fine."

Although there is honor after death, it is better than nothing.

No one dared to tell Mrs. Zhuang, who was seriously ill, about Zhuang Qingyan's death.

Based on the current situation of Mrs. Zhuang, if she is stimulated a little more, the Zhuang family should stay behind closed doors and observe filial piety.

Zhuang Qingyan's status was not high, so even though she was buried as a concubine, there was no mourning hall in the palace, and there was no need for the various palaces to go to the palace to mourn.

When the year was almost over, Zhuang Qingyan's coffin was kept in the palace for three days and was hastily buried in the mausoleum of the concubines.

Jiang Changning had someone set up a small altar on the official road where the coffin passed, and gave her a ride, thus fulfilling the love between the two.

After this incident, Jiang Changning began to prepare for the New Year with peace of mind.

"It's tiring to celebrate the New Year." Jiang Changning threw the stack of New Year gift lists on the kang table and leaned back on the pillow.

"It'll be fine after you've been busy for a few days." Fu Cui gently massaged her feet.

"I was busy before the year, and even busier after the new year. I won't stop until the Lantern Festival." Jiang Changning said, rubbing his forehead.

"You can always take a breather and have a rest on New Year's Eve." Fu Cui said with a smile.

"Haha" Jiang Changning laughed dryly, he had to enter the palace on New Year's Eve.

Wearing a princess costume that weighs more than ten kilograms, it's lucky that it wasn't crushed. Don't even think about taking a breather and taking a rest.

After a few busy days, it’s New Year’s Eve.

In the early morning, the family had breakfast, dressed appropriately, and entered the palace.

First there is the festival, then there is the New Year's Eve palace banquet.

There is nothing new in the New Year's Eve palace banquet, it stays the same every year.

After chatting with acquaintances and making some sarcastic remarks, the New Year's Eve palace banquet officially began when the queen mother and the young emperor arrived.

The food and wine were served like water. Jiang Changning looked at the plates of exquisite dishes but had no appetite, so he reached out and took out a tangerine.

"Do you want to vomit?" King Jin asked with concern.

"No, it's just that these dishes are a bit greasy and I don't want to eat them." Jiang Changning peeled off the orange peel, broke off the orange segments and put them in his mouth, "This tangerine is sweet, I will eat this."

"You can't feel full just by eating tangerines." King Jin took a spoon and filled her with half a bowl of pigeon tofu soup, which looked quite refreshing.

The tender pigeon meat is hidden in the soup base, and the off-white tofu and bright red wolfberry make the soup base even milkier.

Jiang Changning took a spoonful of the soup under the expectant gaze of King Jin. The soup was delicious. The porcelain cup containing the soup was double-layered, with soup on top and charcoal fire on the bottom. Even in the cold winter, the soup was still warm.

Another person has been written to death by me, and I feel like an executioner.
Chapter completed!