The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 400 - 223_2

Time flies so quickly.

"You don’t need to hold me anymore."

They’ve already crossed the courtyard gate, yet Zhao Minghua is still holding onto her hand.

"No, I’ll only let go once you’re seated."

This time back, Chun Nuan didn’t bring any maids.

Zhao Minghua personally took care of everything throughout the entire journey.

As soon as they entered, they saw the eldest aunt and mother, and Aunt Three all watching her being supported by Zhao Minghua as they walked into the house.

"Nuannuan, how are you feeling?"

Mrs. Xu still felt a bit guilty: "I made you take the trip, it must have been hard."

"Aunt, I’m fine."

To be honest, she felt perfectly alright, there was no need to be this cautious.

Yet, Zhao Minghua’s manner made it seem as if she were carrying a fragile egg inside her.

Even the concubines in the royal palace bearing a prince probably didn’t take this much care.

"Nuannuan, quickly sit down. I heard you weren’t well and went to the villa to recuperate. What’s wrong? Is it serious? Weren’t you fine when you were at your parent’s house? How come..."

As soon as she married into the Zhao family, this ailment and that ailment appeared?

Was she being mistreated?

Mrs. Xu almost asked such questions.

Yes, that day she asked Chun Ning to visit the Zhao family to see Chun Nuan, hoping to bring Chun Nuan back to stay for a few days.

She missed her daughter who had married away, and returning to stay for a few days could alleviate some of her longing.

As a result, the Zhao family said she had gone to the villa to recuperate, and Zhao Minghua had accompanied her.

Her health wasn’t good, and her family was worried.

So, as soon as she returned, everyone gathered around to express their concern.

"Aunt, Mother, Aunt Three, you don’t need to worry, I’m really fine, nothing’s wrong."

Chun Nuan even purposely patted her own face to show them: "I’ve gained weight, my face has gotten rounder."

Oh, it was indeed her good fortune that she fell in love with the meals Aunt Zhong prepared at the villa, and she didn’t vomit after meals, hence the visible increase in her facial fullness these days.

"You do look good, seeing you’re alright puts our mind at ease."

They could tell her health just from looking at her complexion.

Loving someone is like tending to a flower, a girl married to the right person will only become more beautiful, and Chun Nuan belongs to this gifted bunch.

"Aunt, wasn’t General Xia supposed to come?"

"The General sent a note saying he will visit tomorrow." Mrs. Xu was quite eager to meet this son-in-law.

Though she had seen him in the Capital, it was only when he was riding horseback down the street as she watched from the silver shop.

A young man with outstanding accomplishments, becoming a general at such a young age.

Mrs. Xu and others had often wondered: What kind of girl could be worthy of him?

Unexpectedly, after all these years, he would turn out to be her son-in-law.

With the son-in-law visiting, Mrs. Xu arranged for Zhu Lingling to make preparations.

"Lingling, tomorrow make two tables set to the Nine Bowl standard from the kitchen."

One table for male guests, one for female guests.

In prestigious families, this has always been the custom.

Ever since the Xiao family arrived in Shu City, as there were only Chun Ning, Chun Qiang, and Chun An among the male members, they never separated the tables.

Even with Zhao Minghua joining in, they hadn’t separated them.

However, with General Xia visiting, things were different.

The tables must be separate.

Mrs. Xu felt relieved that Chun Ning could manage affairs on his own now, so when General Xia arrives tomorrow, Chun Ning, Chun An, and Chun Qiang can accompany him, finally giving the Xiao family a proper representation of men.

"Yes, Mother, your daughter-in-law has made arrangements, Nanny Wu is currently purchasing supplies."

"Mr. Zhao," Mrs. Xu called Zhao Minghua.

"Yes, aunt?"

Actually, there was no need to address him so formally; she could just call him Minghua.

Of course, Zhao Minghua also understood well that the Xiao family valued etiquette and followed tradition strictly.

"When General Xia arrives tomorrow, please help host and accompany him," Mrs. Xu said. "Chun Ning is still young and unsophisticated, so we have to rely on you, Mr. Zhao."

"Rest assured, aunt, Minghua will surely manage." He thought to himself: should he seek some credit from that person?

Hmm, he shouldn’t be too hasty, especially since he’s just defeated the rebels; the reports probably haven’t even been submitted yet.

You can’t rush good things; don’t be too eager for hot rice balls.

"Oh, I wonder how Chunyu and Panpan are doing?"

Mrs. Xu recalled leaving the Capital when Chunyu was heavily pregnant, and now the child must be almost three years old. She constantly read Chunyu’s letters about Panpan, feeling a pang of jealousy: Her granddaughter is over three and she hasn’t even seen her yet. She wonders if she’ll ever get the chance to hold and see her.

"Aunt, don’t worry, news from elder sister and Panpan should arrive soon."