Ji Yun wanted to personally deal with Aunt Xu and his daughter, so that Song Ruoxi's original plan was lost. She wanted to deal with Aunt Xu and his daughter. One reason was that they hated the two of them for being too cruel, and the other reason was that they wanted to use this to distract themselves. They did not think of Shangguan Moxun, Chen Mo, Ye Shuhua, and nothing, but now they could only find something else to do.

Sitting in the study, Song Ruoxiu and others did not come in to serve. He lit a plate of sandalwood and ground ink to copy the "Meditative Mantra" by himself, "Namo, Drood, Doro Yeye. Namo, Chen Yeye. Polujie Emperor, Shuoboluya. Bodhisattva Poya, Mo..."

All sentient beings are troubled, and all troubles are suffering. Be quiet, and use non-movement to control all movements.

The "Silent Mantra" was finished, but Song Ruoxi couldn't calm down. He raised his eyes and looked out the window. The blue sky and white clouds were shining with sunlight. There seemed to be a purple color on the tree a little far away. Looking closely, he saw green, drooping his eyelids, and he was obsessed with confusion. He picked up his pen and continued to copy, but the small calligraphy that was dignified and well-proportioned, neat and fine, became cursive.

Song Ruoxi had not found anything to distract her energy, but she came to her for something to distract her energy. That afternoon, an invitation was sent to the Song family.

On the second day of June, the Imperial Concubine's birthday was celebrated. The Imperial Concubine invited ladies and girls from all the palaces to Furong Garden in Dongqu to celebrate her birthday. When the girls received the invitation, they would embroider a phoenix picture as a birthday gift and present it to the Imperial Concubine.

"Send the Phoenix as a birthday gift?" Song Ruoxi was surprised. The phoenix has always been the symbol of the queen. The imperial concubine actually asked girls from various palaces to embroider the phoenix to present it to her. This intention was obvious.

Ji Yun took a cup of tea and said, "It is not impossible for her to be a queen because of her son."

Song Ruoxi didn't care about Concubine Li's ambitions. What she cared about was that Song Sui was a fourth-rank official. According to reason, she was not qualified to receive this invitation. It was very likely that Chen Mo was making trouble. "Mom, can I not go?"

"This invitation was sent from the palace. The wives and girls of each palace must go, otherwise they will be suspected of despising the royal family." Ji Yun smiled, "The palace is now full of flowers, and the imperial concubine will not help add icing on the cake. The emperor will not go that day."

Song Ruoxi was not worried about the emperor, but Chen Mo, but the emperor didn't go. Chen Mo, a foreigner, should not attend. He disturbed himself for a while and said coquettishly: "Mom, the phoenix is ​​so hard to embroider."

"Lazy girl." Ji Yun gave her a blank look, "Do you want to embroider yourself? Choose a pattern and let the maid embroider. When the work is about to be completed, you can embroider two more needles."

Song Ruoxi chose a piece of pink and purple brocade and chose a relatively simple phoenix dance butterfly flying picture. "Fragrant embroidery, thank you for your hard work these days."

It was sunrise and sunset, and it was May 30th in the blink of an eye. In the early morning, Song Ruoxi went to pay tribute to Ji Yun as usual.

"I wish you a greeting to the master and the wife. My aunt is sick and cannot come to pay my greeting to the master and the wife." The maid next to Aunt Xu came in and kowtowed.

These days, Aunt Xu has to get up before dawn to serve Ji Yun, comb her hair, and have dinner. Other concubines invite An Ying to the scene and go back to the room, but she has to serve her. After dinner, Ji Yun kept her copying scriptures and copied them for the middle of the night. She still had to hold her to serve her at dawn. This morning, when she opened her eyes, she felt dizzy and couldn't get up, so she had to send her maid to come.

Ji Yun glanced at Song Sui and saw that he had no intention of speaking, and said, "Zhou Xian's family, go and invite a doctor to the mansion to see Aunt Xu."

Zhou Xian's family left, and the maids came in to serve the meal.

After breakfast, Song Sui went out to the yamen.

"Mother, my aunt is sick, my daughter wants to go over and take a look." Song Ruojuan said withdrew.

"She is your biological mother, you should go over and take a look. But now my son is over. If you hit the doctor, it will be bad. I'd better wait until the doctor has checked the pulse before going." Ji Yun said lightly.

Song Ruojuan did not dare to disobey Ji Yun's words, so he had to sit down again.

"Xi'er, have you embroidered that phoenix picture? Don't mislead it." Ji Yun asked.

Song Ruoxi smiled and said, "Don't worry, mom, I won't miss it. The Phoenix Picture can be embroidered today."

"That's good."

"Miss Seven is like you, you are steady and reliable, and you can do everything properly." Aunt Mei flattered.

"The daughter is the flesh that fell from her mother's body, and her daughter is like a mother." Ji Yun looked at Song Ruojuan and said a pun.

Ji Yun did not let the three concubines leave, and the three of them dared not leave, and they were chatting and joking. After a while, Zhou Xian's family came in and reported: "Madam, the doctor has already treated Aunt Xu's pulse."

"What do you think of the doctor?" Ji Yun asked.

Zhou Xian's lips curled and said, "Madam, the doctor said that Aunt Xu is not sick and is in good health. But Aunt Xu insisted that she was sick and asked the doctor to prescribe her a prescription, but she lie on the bed and refuses to get out of bed."

The three aunts' eyes flashed. Aunt Xu was so brave that she dared to pretend to be sick and not come to serve her.

"It seems that she is not sick in body, but has a brain, and is confused." Ji Yun said as she stood up and walked out, "Miss Ten, you are not going to visit the disease, let's go, let's go and have a look."

"Mother, aunt..." Song Ruojuan was anxious and angry. She knew that Aunt Xu had been serving Ji Yun these days, and thought that Aunt Xu was exhausted and deliberately pretended to be sick, but the wife was not easy to fool. Auntie was so confused about doing this. Now she was exposed and she would lose rice.

Ji Yun ignored Song Ruojuan at all, led the group to Aunt Xu's small yard, and entered the door and headed straight to the east wing.

Aunt Xu was lying on the bed, sleeping in a drowsy manner. When the doctor came to take the pulse, she was not awake at all. She insisted that she was sick and refused to get out of bed if the doctor prescribed a prescription. All of them were compiled by Zhou Xian’s family.

"Auntie, wake up, the lady is here." The maid shouted anxiously.

Aunt Xu has been tossed so hard these days, she is sleepy and tired, and she sleeps like a dead pig, and the maid can't wake her up at all.

Ji Yun snorted coldly, "Zhou Xian's family, go and wake her up."

Zhou Xian's family stepped forward and slapped Aunt Xu twice, waking her up.

Aunt Xu opened her eyes and saw Ji Yun with a deep face, saying, "Madam, it's not that the little concubine doesn't serve her, but that's really sick."

"There are so many people serving my mother, why bother with my aunt every day?" Song Ruojuan saw that Aunt Xu's face turned pale and her eyes were sunken. She knew that she was really sick and had a deep affection between mother and daughter, and blurted out her words.

"Are you accusing me?" Ji Yun stared at Song Ruojuan coldly, but she was secretly happy in her heart. This stupid girl was giving her a handle to her.

Aunt Xu was startled by Song Ruojuan's words, rolled down from the bed regardless of dizziness, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Madam, Miss Ten doesn't mean this, she can't speak..."

"Okay, I know very well what she means." Ji Yun interrupted Aunt Xu, "Although she called me a mother, she didn't give birth to me after all. She certainly helped her biological mother."

"Madam, Miss Ten has always respected you. Please forgive her for her unintentional words." Aunt Xu knew that the concubine's daughter was very unfilial and a big mistake. If Ji Yun pursued her, she and Song Ruojuan would be punished and kowtowed twice.

"I'm afraid it's not the words of the heart, but the words of the heart." Ji Yun sneered.

"Mother, because my aunt is sick, my daughter is worried about her health. She is anxious for a moment and talks nonsense. She will never dare to do it again. She asks her mother to forgive her daughter this time." Song Ruojuan knelt down.

"Miss Ten, the doctor has diagnosed my aunt with her pulse, but my aunt is not sick." Zhou Xianjia interrupted.

"Empress Xu is a petite person and does not abide by the rules. She locks her up in the woodshed. Within twelve hours, she is not allowed to provide water and food, so she can reflect. The ten girls disrespect their mother and are confined to their feet in the room. They copy the "Women's Commandment" a hundred times every day. Without me, they are not allowed to go out." Ji Yun did not need a reason to punish Empress Xu, but it would be better to punish them for being punished. Now that she has such a good crime, she is too lazy to talk to them anymore.

Ji Yun handled Aunt Xu and her daughter neatly, and made Liang, who had not been in the door for a long time, secretly alert. It seemed that his wife was not soft-hearted and had a little more awe of Ji Yun.

It was not too early to handle these things, and it was already early in the morning. Ji Yun took Song Ruoxi and Song Ruochi to Songheyuan to pay tribute to Old Lady Song. Since Song Ruoxi had a fuss in the room that day, she had only gone to Songruochi to pay tribute to Old Lady Song when she was not in school.

Lu Jiuniang walked out of the house and saw Ji Yun and her group. She went forward and bowed and said, "I wish you the third wife, the seventh girl, and the eighth girl. The old lady was just talking about why the wife and the girl hadn't come to greet you today. I'm so lucky to see you."

Ji Yun's eyes flashed. Old Mrs. Song was so anxious to talk to her that there was nothing good.

When they entered the house, Xiao Jiang, Ouyang, Song Ruoman, Song Ruoyan, Song Ruohan and Song Ruoqing had already arrived. Seeing them coming in, the four girls stood up.

"My wife pays me a blessing to my mother."

"Granddaughter pays me a favor to my grandmother."

Ji Yun, Song Ruoxi and Song Ruochi bowed to Old Lady Song together.

"Why did you come so late today?" asked Old Mrs. Song.

"The Ten Girl feels a little uncomfortable. I asked the doctor to see her, which took a little time." Ji Yun said with a smile.

"Sit down!" Old Mrs. Song did not pursue the matter anymore.

Ji Yun walked to the third chair on the left and sat down. Sisters Song Ruoxi sat down on the third and fourth chairs on the right and sat down.

"From the third family, on the second day of June, the birthday party of the imperial concubine, you can take the fifth girl with you." Old Mrs. Song was very direct.

Ji Yun said slowly: "Mother, this is the birthday party of the Imperial Concubine, and it is not something you can bring with you just by bringing it."

Old Mrs. Song's face was slightly dark, "Take one more, it won't be a problem. The fifth girl is so old, so don't worry about you."

"The wife has already replied, but she just brought Qi Yatou alone." Ji Yun's implication was very clear. Song Ruochi and Song Ruojuan were still her daughter in terms of etiquette. She didn't even bring Song Ruochi and Song Ruojuan, so how could she take her niece with her?

"Then the seventh girl, don't go, you can take the fifth girl."
Chapter completed!