"Just lie down." Luo Jianing helped her lie back on the bed: "We are all family members, so there is no need to be polite to me when you are sick."

Mrs. Song shook her head: "Etiquette cannot be wasted. How can I see Fujin..."

"I told you to lie down, why didn't you listen?" Luo Jianing looked stern and put her posture into perspective: "Could it be that you are not willing to do what I tell you?!"

Her tone was well controlled and sounded very stern.

Ms. Song finally lowered her head and lay back.

Only then did Luo Jianing see her facial features clearly. Her eyes were completely red and swollen, her lips were dry and white, and her whole face had no color at all.

She asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"

"No." Mrs. Song shook her head gently: "My slave is fine."

Luo Jianing stopped talking and just stared at her coldly.

Mrs. Song said softly: "My eyes are uncomfortable, I cry every day, and it hurts. My stomach and intestines are also uncomfortable, and I often vomit. Others...the others are nothing special. I just feel weak."

Luo Jianing secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

It seems that she has a good foundation, but the death of her daughter in the past two years has been too painful and she has been unable to get over it.

It's just that if you keep struggling like this, no matter how good your body is, you will have to step aside.

From what Fulong and Anfu said, Song Gege was a nice person, gentle and courteous. Unfortunately, he had a timid personality. Although he came earlier than Li, he was always overshadowed by Li.

Originally, Luo Jianing had no intention of intervening in the fight between the two concubines.

Now looking at Mrs. Song's condition, and thinking of Mrs. Li's arrogant look, I feel more sympathy for Mrs. Song who has lost her beloved daughter.

She is just a task worker, not a savior. It is impossible to distribute the "health potion" obtained by signing in every day to every unwell person in the world.

After thinking about Song's situation, Luo Jianing felt that it was a mental illness.

If Mrs. Song is not allowed to think more openly, this person will have to shed tears every day in the days to come.

Mrs. Song has a gentle and restrained temperament. At best she is gentle and respectful, but at worst she has no opinion of her own.

Such a person is very stubborn, and she has to be allowed to figure it out on her own.

Luo Jianing asked the little palace maid carrying the medicine: "Has Fourth Master been here recently?"

The little palace maid replied respectfully: "I've been here. The fourth master knows that Gege is weak and doesn't like to be visited by others, so when he has free time, he talks to Gege from a distance at the door. Sometimes he even asks Eunuch Gao to deliver some supplements."

At this point, the little palace maid boldly added: "It's just that Gege has been refusing to eat those good things, otherwise she wouldn't be in such bad shape!"

Mrs. Song was anxious: "Who wants you to say more about this? Be brave!"

Because she was so angry and anxious, just a few words caused her to cough continuously for a long time.

Luo Jianing said: "Why do you bother yourself like this? She has a shallow relationship with you, but there is always someone who can have a deep relationship with you. Besides, what if she is also thinking about you and wants to come back to you and call you my mother-in-law? , you broke your body, you have no chance of getting pregnant, you have no chance of welcoming her back, what should you do?"

These words are all about children. The "she" refers to the Song family's lost precious daughter.

Mrs. Song suddenly burst into tears when she thought of the unlucky child.

Luo Jianing wiped her tears with a handkerchief and comforted softly: "I know you are sad, and I don't advise you to think more openly. However, you have to think about yourself. From now on, I'll see you, my mother, your mother." You, seeing that you are so thin, shouldn't I worry that you can't sleep well every day?"

Mrs. Song sobbed: "My grandmother and my mother... I'm afraid I won't be able to see them again in this life!"

When he said the last word, his tone became more and more sad as he was heartbroken.

This gave Luo Jianing an idea.

She thought she could use this as a breakthrough to persuade Mrs. Song to cheer up.

"What are you talking about?" Luo Jianing said: "Why can't I see you when you are living well? The fourth master will leave the palace soon and the mansion will be repaired. After we go out, we will live in our own mansion. You

If you miss them, I will arrange for you to meet. What do you think?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Song gained some strength: "Really? Is this really true that I can still see my parents?"

She was Han Chinese, and in her excitement, she accidentally shouted out the names she used to address her parents before entering the palace.

Luo Jianing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, as she expected, family love was the first priority in Mrs. Song's heart. It was precisely because she valued family love too much that she lost her daughter and was so painful that she wanted to take her own life.

Now using the opportunity to see his parents as a "temptation" can rekindle Song's hope of rebirth.

Luo Jianing: "Since I promised you, I will try my best to do it. Just take good care of yourself and wait for the day when you leave the house to see your parents."

Mrs. Song threw herself into her arms: "Fu Jin! I haven't seen them for many years!" Being in the palace and a lowly concubine, she had no chance to see the two elders. "Even in my dream, I

I miss them often!”

Luo Jianing hugged her dry body and gently comforted her: "Take good care of yourself. If you need anything, just tell me."

"Although our master is very careful, he can't think of what you are thinking about or suffering from." She helped Ms. Song slowly lie back and said with relief: "If you have anything on your mind in the future, just tell me. Even though I am young,

I'm a little younger than you, but I know a lot of things. Let's talk and think about the best in everything, and things will get better."

Mrs. Song whispered: "Actually...actually, I am very good."

"What's so good? Those stinky men are very lenient towards us and don't understand us at all." Luo Jianing said with interest, and she started to complain more and more enthusiastically: "Their attentiveness is all in their schoolwork.

They are all on daily errands. Where is our turn? When you have nothing to do, go to me and walk around more often. Later, it will be easier for me to mention the matter of asking your parents to come. "

Luo Jia Ning finally saw it.

This Mr. Song, who only cared about his deceased children and his parents whom he had not seen for a long time, did not pay any attention to his fourth elder brother.

Otherwise, she would not have deliberately darkened the room to prevent others, including Si Age, from entering.

Mrs. Song felt better after hearing Fujin mention her parents: "I know Fujin is doing it for my own good. But in my current state of mind, I really don't dare to see the Fourth Master for fear of disturbing the Fourth Master's interest."

Luo Jianing: "What are you disturbing? You and I are both people around Fourth Master. To him, aren't you and I the same? Only I am the direct descendant of Fujin, with a higher status, and he treats me more kindly. Why do you

He has given birth to a daughter, so he naturally cherishes you. But since I am a Fujin, he respects me more. In his heart, there is no difference between you and me. Just relax and take good care of yourself and move around more."

In fact, Luo Jianing said this just to persuade Mrs. Song to be more open-minded.

For a mother, losing a child is the most painful thing.

She did not want such a submissive and gentle woman to sink from now on, and hoped that Mrs. Song could slowly come out of the great grief of losing her daughter.

Otherwise, Mrs. Song's own body will collapse if she continues like this, and she won't even be able to wait to see her parents.

Luo Jianing originally had good intentions to persuade the Song family.

They were just verbal words. She could say whatever she could to make Ms. Song feel better, so she said it without thinking too much.

...After all, they are the only two people in the room.

However, Luo Jianing was very surprised to find that after she finished speaking, the room seemed too quiet.

There was no sound at all around.

She could clearly hear the soft calls of the birds outside in their nests under the eaves.

Just as Luo Jianing was wondering what was going on, she saw Mrs. Song's face getting paler and her eyes fixedly looking in the direction of the door.

She followed Mrs. Song's gaze and looked over.

Then, I saw the tall and thin figure standing at the door.

That figure was too familiar to her. It was him who stared at her passionately every night.

Luo Jianing coughed lightly: "Master, why are you here?"

Yinzhen didn't say a word that he followed her because he heard she was here.

He stood by the door with a smile on his face.

Although he didn't say a word, his eyes said everything.

——I am a stinky man?

——Don’t you understand that I don’t love you?

——My attention is all on schoolwork and errands, not on you... huh?

Luo Jianing stood up slowly: "..."

Fourth Master.

Not so.
Chapter completed!