newbobooks Chapter 138 New Year
Chapter 138 New Year
Cui Mei was then able to escape and return to her room to rest. The doctor came and prescribed medicine, which was then applied by the maid in the same room before she went to sleep.
Cui Mei's injury is quite serious; she'll probably need to recover for ten days to two weeks.
When Xia Zhi told Qiao Qingshu about what she saw in front of the Crown Prince's residence and what she saw in Qiao Qingle's courtyard.
Qiao Qingshu didn't even look up, her eyes fixed on the flower pattern in her hand as she traced it.
The second sister, who was sitting beside her embroidering, looked puzzled and turned to her eldest sister to ask.
"Big sister, it sounds like third sister has misunderstood something to me."
"The Crown Prince probably doesn't have any romantic feelings for Le'er."
Qiao Qingshu then slowly nodded and added,
"Liu Wan'er lied to her that the Crown Prince admired her, but she just wanted to use her as a tool, and she actually believed it."
"Yesterday she went to deliver the letter, and she could have exposed Liu Wan'er's lies, but unfortunately she treated the servants harshly. In order to save her own life, Cui Mei continued to deceive Qiao Qing Le. I wonder when this stupid girl will see the truth."
Qiao Qingqiao put down the wedding dress she was embroidering, frowned, and pondered for a moment.
"Actually, this lie is full of loopholes. If my third sister had investigated carefully, she could have discovered them, but she didn't..."
"She seems perfectly willing to live in this illusory lie."
Qiao Qingshu picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said calmly,
You can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep.
"She's having a sweet dream. If we insist on waking her up, she might just give us a good scolding."
Qiao Qingqiao was also a smart woman. She knew that everyone has their own destiny, and besides, her third sister had done something to wrong her eldest sister.
She didn't want to interfere or help her anymore; she just wanted her third sister to walk her own path, for better or for worse, as she saw fit.
She picked up the embroidery again and continued stitching. Qiao Qingshu looked down at the mandarin ducks she was embroidering and admired them greatly.
"Tsk tsk, second sister, I only knew you were good at studying, but I never imagined your embroidery skills were so remarkable. You've always been too modest."
Qiao Qingqiao lowered her head and smiled shyly, thinking that the person she would marry in this wedding dress was the one she loved.
I felt a warm current flowing through my heart, and my whole being was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
She spoke coquettishly.
"Big sister, I have nothing to give you, so how about I embroider your wedding dress for you?"
Qiao Qingshu was overjoyed. Although she could buy a wedding dress in a clothing store, she couldn't find one she liked after browsing around.
She was drawing a pattern at the moment, and just a while ago she was frowning, wondering which tailor to find to make it.
She would be overjoyed if her second sister could help her share her burdens.
She quickly reached out and hugged Qiao Qingqiao, who was sitting next to her, and said happily,
"Thank you so much, Second Sister."
Qiao Qingqiao shook her head shyly.
"Big sister, I should thank you. You've helped me so much. Embroidering a wedding dress for you is such a small thing."
Qiao Qingshu and Qiao Qingle looked at each other and smiled, the atmosphere between them warm and harmonious.
At this moment, Wanqiu lifted the curtain and came in, bringing in some snacks and tea.
The whole house was instantly filled with a fragrant aroma and laughter, which kept out the increasingly cold weather outside.
Several maids attentively served the two young ladies their food.
Late Autumn said with a grin,
"Young lady, the New Year is almost here. Now that you're in charge of the household, all the preparations for the New Year depend on you. We're all really looking forward to it."
Summer Solstice clapped her hands happily and said,
"Yes, yes, our house used to be quiet and deserted during the Spring Festival. The old lady always said we should be frugal, and we never really enjoyed the Spring Festival. This year, our eldest daughter is in charge, so she'll make sure we have a good time."
Qiao Qingshu squinted as she counted the days. Time really flies; there are only about ten days left until the New Year.
She really should make some arrangements. In previous years, her grandmother and mother always took care of the New Year celebrations, and she just enjoyed herself.
This year's Spring Festival was quite different. She became the mistress of the Qiao family's inner quarters, and naturally, everything had to be arranged by her.
At this moment, Qiao Qingshu finally remembered her bedridden grandmother.
Since Qiao Chunli was imprisoned, Fushou Hall has become much quieter. She has also been busy with other things and has not visited Fushou Hall.
Now that I think about it, I should go and visit my grandmother.
After sitting in Qiao Qingqiao's room for a while, Qiao Qingshu walked towards Fushou Hall.
From a distance, Fushou Hall appears quite deserted.
In the past, there were always four or five servants guarding the gate, and at least seven or eight nannies and old women in the courtyard. Now, when you walk into the courtyard, you can't see a single person.
Wanqiu, standing beside him, muttered softly.
"Young lady, people are all opportunistic. Now that the old lady is paralyzed, these servants are naturally looking for ways to slack off. It's past lunchtime now, so they're probably just lounging around there doing nothing."
Qiao Qingshu's face turned cold, and she waved her hand, saying,
"Go and take a look around, and call all the servants out to give them a good talking to."
Late Autumn nodded in agreement and went to look for the person.
Qiao Qingshu stepped onto the bluestone slab and slowly pushed open the door to the old lady's house.
"Creak" sound.
Li Mama and Zou Mama, who were guarding the old lady, came out upon hearing the sound and were somewhat surprised to see that it was Qiao Qingshu.
The two looked at each other, and after a long while, one of them called out.
"Young lady, you've arrived."
Their tone was respectful.
Nowadays, everyone in the Qiao family knows that Qiao Qingshu is in charge, and anyone with a bit of sense dares not act presumptuously in front of her anymore.
Although the two old men were very resentful, they both put on a good show.
Qiao Qingshu waved her hand and walked straight in, asking questions as she went.
"Grandma, are you feeling better these days? Have you been taking your medicine?"
Li's mother followed closely behind, answering each question with a single sentence.
"Still the same old story, nothing's getting better."
"But I always take my medicine on time."
As they were talking, Qiao Qingshu walked to the bedside. Old Madam Qiao had eaten lunch and taken a nap.
Half-asleep, he heard voices inside the room. He opened his eyes and saw Qiao Qingshu.
She thought she was still dreaming, so she closed her eyes and waited a long time before opening them again.
Qiao Qingshu was already sitting on the edge of the bed, staring intently at her.
Old Madam Qiao frowned slightly, clearly displeased.
"What are you doing here? Did you come to see if I'm dead?"
Qiao Qingshu wasn't angry; she just smiled and said,
"Grandma, the New Year is almost here."
Old Madam Qiao snorted.
"What does this have to do with me? I'm paralyzed now, I can't control anything anymore. You can live your life however you want."
Qiao Qingshu nodded.
"Yes, now that I'm in charge, I can live however I want."
“In previous years, my grandmother always liked to invite the Cheng family opera troupe to perform, but I didn’t like listening to it. This year, I will naturally invite the Wang family troupe to perform for the New Year.”
Old Madam Qiao took a couple of deep breaths, feeling quite displeased.