Chapter 411: The little prince's housekeeper

The middle-aged grandmother seemed to be a little surprised by Ruan Di's attitude, raised her head slightly, and quickly glanced in front of her, and saw a woman in a vermilion dress sitting on a chair, with a hint of a smile on her face, as if mocking, the scarlet skirt was originally beautiful and extraordinary, but it was also suppressed by the master's stunning appearance.

Looking at this bearing, it is better than those serious ladies in the palace of Ning County.

She was about to speak, when she heard the soft and glutinous voice of a child behind her.

"Mama, why are you here?"

The middle-aged grandmother looked back and saw the little Shizi who was walking towards this side under the leadership of Xiao Wan, her face showed a hint of joy, and she didn't care about Ruan Di sitting in front of her, and walked directly towards the little Shizi, but halfway through, she realized that her actions were not in line with the rules, so she stopped and blessed Ruan Difu.

"Mrs. Qi, the old slave is Xiao Shizi's housekeeper, this Yun Niangzi is Xiao Shizi's nurse, and the remaining four are the maids who have served Xiao Shizi since childhood, and the slaves and maids came to take care of Xiao Shizi on the orders of the county king."

Ruan Di nodded slightly, looked at Xiao Wan, who slowly walked behind him, and raised his chin, "Xiao Shizi is there, you just take good care of it." ”

The grandmother glanced at Ruan Di in disbelief, and became more and more surprised in her heart, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction.

This Mrs. Qi's attitude towards herself is simply like treating those people who come to the door for miscellaneous things, doesn't she know in her heart that several of them came out of the Ningjun Palace?

Although Ruan Di's attitude is not enthusiastic, but he can't find fault with it, it's just that this grandmother has been in the county king's mansion for a long time, and she is used to being flattered by people outside, and she can't stand this gap when she looks at Ruan Di's attitude for a while.

Since Ruan Di spoke, she didn't want to stay any longer, so she walked over to Xiao Shizi, who was pulling the door behind her, and made a gesture to pick him up, but Xiao Shizi avoided her directly and ran into the house.

Just now, because Ruan Di had just slept and lunch was useless, Zhiying went to the kitchen to bring snacks and plums, and padded her stomach first, and the meal would take a while to be delivered.

Ruan Di took a plum that Qi Xiaoxian specially asked Zhang Qian to buy in the Eight Treasures Pavilion outside, and was eating it, when he saw a little person pounce directly and threw himself into his arms.

There was only one nucleus left for the plum to eat, Ruan Di was about to spit it out, and when he was so pounced, he was frightened and swallowed the nucleus directly, and suddenly Ruan Di coughed violently.

This cough actually spit out the nucleus again, but the two ends of the nucleus were pointy, and this spit out immediately cut the throat, and even the saliva that came out was a trace of blood.

Everyone around this scene was stunned, looking at Ruan Di, who was still coughing, the grandmother subconsciously took a step back.

However, at this time, I saw Xiao Shizi look down at the mess on the ground, and saw the trace of blood at a glance, and suddenly the whole person's body stiffened, and he fell straight down, "Mother Concubine-"

At this scene, the grandmother and others who came from the county king's mansion let out an exclamation, and suddenly rushed over with an arrow step, and helped Xiao Shizi up with all hands and feet, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

And Zhiying and Xiaowan stood in front of Ruan Di, for fear that the chaos in front of them would accidentally affect Ruan Di.

Seeing this appearance, Mingyu, who walked over quickly, looked at the bloodshot plum kernel on the ground, and hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it to Ruan Di, "Madam, you drink saliva to moisten your throat first, are you being scratched on your throat?" ”

Ruan Di nodded, took a sip of water, and looked at Xiao Shizi, who was tightly surrounded, Xiao Wan saw her looking over there, and immediately asked the people around to get out of the way and let Ruan Di walk in.

"Don't all of you huddle around, Xiao Shizi fainted because he was frightened, Zhiying, come and take a look, Mingyu, you go and ask Imperial Doctor Liu to come over."

Zhiying used to be a secret guard, so he also has some experience in dealing with this kind of emergency.

However, the grandmother directly reached out and picked up the little prince on the ground, and handed it to the Yun lady behind her, not to mention Zhiying, even Ruan Di she didn't let her approach: "Mrs. Qi, please forgive the old slave for being unreasonable, it's just that this little princess has a precious status, and you can't let a little maid come to see it, usually if the little prince is uncomfortable, he invites the Imperial Doctor Ling in the palace to come over and take a look, you let a little maid come over, if something goes wrong, this responsibility is not something that anyone can afford." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, not only did Ruan Di not like to hear it, he frowned slightly, but even Xiao Wan, who was standing on the side, was not happy to listen to it.

She squeezed in directly, thrust her waist and said, "What do you mean by this?" You're too unreasonable, aren't you? Our lady just scratched her throat because of Xiao Shizi, and now she doesn't have time to take care of herself when she comes to look at Xiao Shizi despite her body, you don't thank our wife, it's just that you still have to say such things to accuse our wife, it's really rude! ”

As soon as Xiao Wan's words came out, the grandmother's face suddenly darkened.

She just said those words, but she expected that Ruan Di would not dare to refute, what happened to her throat, even if she really vomited blood, this little prince is a royal bloodline, so she has to follow Xiao Shizi closely, but she didn't expect Xiao Wan to directly open her mouth to break this matter, and said that she was rude.

I wanted to provoke a thorn, but I met a sincere child like Xiao Wan, and the grandmother subconsciously looked at Ruan Di, "Mrs. Qi-"

Ruan Di smiled at the grandmother, and then reprimanded Xiao Wan in a low voice: "How can there be such a reason to deal with the guests in front of the master, don't hurry up!" ”

Xiao Wan glared at the grandmother fiercely, turned and left.

The grandmother only felt a pain in her heart, what is this called? "How can there be any reason to deal with guests in front of the master"? Isn't that just saying that you're messing around? And is it possible to take care of this behind the master's back?

Because this Princess Ningjun's house is Lingnan, far away from the capital, she can't go out of the funeral for a while, so she can only wait until Princess Ningjun's family arrives, and now Princess Ningjun is still lying in the coffin in the courtyard, but if there are ice cubes around, it won't rot so quickly.

The king of the county instructed to wait until a few days before the funeral to take Xiao Shizi back.

It will take at least half a month to get the letter from Lingnan, and when I think of having to stay in this Qi Mansion for more than half a month, the grandmother felt aggrieved in her heart, looking at the people in this courtyard who took care of Xiao Shizi so perfunctorily, even the people in the courtyard still had to quarrel with themselves, and when I thought of this, I made up my mind that after I went back, I must count the hospitality of this Qi Mansion with the king of the county.

These thoughts came full circle in my mind, and it was only a moment's work.

And at this time, the little Shizi who was in Yun Niangzi's arms woke up slowly, he opened his eyes a little confused, looked around, and saw that he was in Yun Niangzi's arms, and suddenly began to kick his hands and feet again, "Mother, I don't want you to hug, I want my mother to hug——"

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