Song Zhiqing looked at the plaque of Leisurely Garden, taking a deep breath before striding in.
"Master, you’ve finally co." Aunt Quan hurriedly greeted him. "Lady fainted all of a sudden."
Song Zhiqing saw Jing Shui holding the child in front of the main house, also full of urgency. Seeing the child softened his heart.
No matter what, she is the person who bore him twins, this is undeniable.
"Lady fainted, did soone send for a house physician?" Song Zhiqing asked while briskly heading towards the main house.
Aunt Quan followed closely beside him, stamring, "A servant dared not go and ask."
Song Zhiqing paused his steps, turned his head to her, frowned, and asked, "Why is that?"
Aunt Quan showed a bitter smile and said, "Master visits Leisurely Residence much less these days, so Lady has lost her appetite. Sotis she uses a small stove to stew the soup you love, but in the end, it goes to us servants. If we call in the house physician, wouldn’t it beco a joke? Besides, Lady wouldn’t let us call him, saying it’s to avoid displeasing Madam."
"If ill, naturally one should call a house physician; how would that displease Madam?"
Aunt Quan hesitated for a mont, cautiously saying, "Lady says she’s rely a little concubine; calling for a house physician at every turn would make her seem pampered, and it might even affect Young Master and the Miss. Even with a slight cough these days, she just stews Chuanbei pear and counts it."
Song Zhiqing listened, feeling uneasy in his heart.
He himself was born of a concubine, naturally understanding how cautiously a son or daughter of a concubine must tread to live well under the authority of the legitimate wife.
"Is it Master co?"
Inside, Bai Lady’s gentle voice ca.
Song Zhiqing imdiately walked in, seeing Bai Shuilian’s pale face as she tried to get out of bed but quickly stopped her.
"Why is your face so pale like this, and your lips, with not a bit of color? Aunt Quan, personally call for the house physician, say that I requested it."
Aunt Quan hesitated for a mont, looking at Bai Shuilian, who said, "Mama, don’t go."
Bai Shuilian grasping Song Zhiqing’s hand, said, "Master, I’m not seriously ill, no need to trouble everyone to call for the house physician."
"Your face is as white as the snow outside, and you say you’re fine?" Song Zhiqing disagreed.
Bai Shuilian weakly pulled at the corner of her mouth, saying, "It’s just these cold days. This ti I’ve also had to comfort Yi’er. When the night grows deep and quiet, it feels stifling in the heart, wanting soone to talk to, none can be found, hence the many thoughts."
Song Zhiqing listened, sowhat uncomfortable, stamred, "It’s soon year-end, and the Empress Dowager in the palace has fallen ill again. Officials are all careful not to anger the Emperor, so my days at the Governnt Office are longer, leaving no ti to co here."
Ha, save that talk for the dogs?
Bai Shuilian mocked internally but showed understanding on her face, shaking her head, "Master, no need to say, I understand, and I also know Sister Shen is expecting, you naturally care more for her, although..."
Bai Shuilian bit her teeth, got up from the bed and knelt back on it, tearfully saying to Song Zhiqing, "Master, if you’re tired of , why not give a Divorce Paper? I’ll take the children and find a small courtyard to live in, and surely won’t disturb you. Then, I can lose heart, won’t trouble myself with thoughts, won’t grow resentful towards you."
Song Zhiqing was dumbfounded, what’s this, a Divorce Paper?
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