The Legitimate Daughter Returns: The Real Daughter is Reborn

Chapter 38 Han Zheng

 “Mother Li.”

The steward in the embroidery room was busy when he saw Grandma Li coming in. He quickly stopped what he was doing and came to greet her.

“The clothes that Madam ordered earlier are already being sewn and will definitely be delivered to Madam and Second Young Lady before the Spring Banquet.”

Grandma Li looked around critically and asked casually: "Have you recruited new embroidery girls recently?"

The steward took a look, shook his head and said, "Mommy also knows that we don't have many masters in our house, and the Marquis's clothes and shoes are all made by my wife herself. We haven't hired anyone in the past few years."

“Is there anyone who knows Su embroidery?”

"Su embroidery? As far as I know, there is no such thing. But what are your requirements, madam? Is it necessary to find an embroiderer who knows Su embroidery?"

Mother Li’s face was gloomy, “It’s okay, since there isn’t one, there’s no need to look for someone else. Just keep busy.”

Out of the embroidery room, the winter chill seeped into Grandma Li's body.

 She shook her body, maybe because she was cold or something else.

 Chaohua Xiaozhu.

"Ah, who are you? What are you doing outside the lady's door?"

Bitao's voice came into the house.

Seeing Su Leyun concentrating on Long Youmei in front of the window, Cuiliu quietly left the house.

In front of the house, Bi Tao was holding something in her hand, looking warily at the man in front of her who was wearing a servant's clothes.

 “Why are you so alarmed?”

“Sister Cuiliu, this person is not a servant in our courtyard.”

Bitao returned quickly.

Cuiliu looked at the man with gauze on his forehead and had some guesses. The lady seemed to have brought a father-in-law back from the palace yesterday?

“Are you the father-in-law that the lady brought back yesterday?”

 "Slave Han Qingyuan, please see Miss Su."

Han Qingyuan slowly bent down, but stood with his legs straight, somewhat like a young man from an aristocratic family.

Hearing this voice, Su Leyun looked away from Long Youmei.

“Cuiliu, let Eunuch Han come in.”

"Yes." Cuiliu took the thing from Bitao's hand, "You go down first, Eunuch Han, please follow me in."

Han Qingyuan followed Cui Liu and entered Su Leyun's boudoir step by step.

Cuiliu crossed the screen and put the tray down.

“Miss, what you asked for has been delivered.”

Su Leyun responded and heard the sound of kneeling and worshiping from outside the screen.

 “Han Qingyuan will never forget Miss Su’s life-saving grace.”

Han Qingyuan knelt on the ground. For a moment, he saw a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes appearing in front of him.

He hurriedly lowered his body, not daring to look more.

“Eunuch Han, it’s too early to say this. If Long Youmei doesn’t survive, your life will not be saved.”

Su Leyun sat down on the mahogany chair, took a sip of tea, and glanced at Han Qingyuan's hunched back.

She has never seen Eunuch Han looking like this.

"Even so, it is already a slave's blessing to be able to survive for five more days."

“Eunuch Han is quite good at talking, but why were his hands and feet so sloppy yesterday?”

Su Leyun placed the tea cup on the table with a crisp sound.

Han Qingyuan's knuckles that were pressed on the ground turned pale, "I meant what I said from the bottom of my heart. As for what happened yesterday... it was indeed my negligence."

Su Leyun stared at Han Qingyuan, his eyes flickering. Such a watertight answer made him look like a powerful **** of the future generation.

It’s just that when she died, she didn’t know what happened to Eunuch Han.

 The only thing she knew was that this Eunuch Han was not a subordinate of King Yu who had ascended the throne.

“I almost forgot that Eunuch Han is still kneeling, please get up quickly.”

Su Leyun seemed to have just come to his senses and signaled Cuiliu to step forward and help him up.

Han Qingyuan avoided the green willow, stood up by himself, and stood in front of Su Leyun with his head bowed.

“Miss, I have bought all the medicinal materials you asked for.”

Lian Xin came in from outside the house, carrying many medicine bags in her hand.

Su Leyun raised his eyebrows, "You're here just in time, Cuiliu, pick up those tools."

 After saying that, Su Leyun stood up and walked outside the house.

Han Qingyuan paused slightly, then turned around to follow.

The table has been set up in the yard, Cuiliu laid out the tools one by one, and Lian Xin also took out the medicinal materials in her hands.

Su Leyun said while checking the medicinal materials: "These need to be ground into powder..."

After explaining the methods of handling the medicinal materials, Su Leyun turned around and saw Han Qingyuan stepping forward to help.

 (End of this chapter)