"It’s that little girl," the servant girl said.
"Ha!" Aunt Hua laughed, her shoulders trembling with amusement, "A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl can heal? She’s probably just grasping at straws because of desperation."
"Madam arranged for her to stay in the room where the young master used to live, which shows she values her greatly. Her medical skills should be decent, right?" the servant girl said.
"Hehe, I don’t believe it. I’m just waiting to see a joke." Aunt Hua stood up, walked to the dressing table to undo her hair bun, "Go and see if Master has finished his bath; if he has, bring me hot water."
"Yes, Aunt," the servant girl responded and turned to leave.
Aunt Hua thought for a moment and still called her back, "Wait a moment."
The servant girl turned again, "Aunt, is there anything else?"
Aunt Hua walked up to her, squinted her eyes slightly, "Find a way to prevent that wild little girl from treating Madam!" Get full chapters from Nove1Fire.net
The servant girl blinked, indicating she didn’t understand, "Aunt, you just said she’s merely a little girl who can’t possibly heal. Madam must have believed someone’s nonsense to bring her here. Why take it seriously? Let her be; we can enjoy the show."
"No! I just feel that the little girl Madam brought today is not simple." Aunt Hua squinted, "Clearly a young girl, yet her demeanor is quite seasoned. Could she be a youthful-faced old witch?"
There are legends of some divine healers who create anti-aging pills for themselves, appearing youthful despite having an aging body.
Aunt Hua had heard storytellers speak of such tales.
She suspected Li Yuzhu might be such a person.
The servant girl had also heard of such people, and said in shock, "Ah, what if she really is one?"
"That’s why she must not be allowed to treat Madam. Better to be safe than sorry; what if she really cures Madam, then I’ve been hoping in vain. We need to find a way to drive her away!"
"How to drive her away, Aunt?" The servant girl couldn’t think of a way.
"Perhaps..." Aunt Hua was about to share her plan when she heard footsteps coming from the bathing room next door. She waved her hand at the servant girl, "We’ll discuss this tomorrow; you may go now."
"Yes, Aunt," the servant girl retreated.
The County Magistrate finished his bath and entered the bedroom. Aunt Hua immediately picked up a fan and went over, "Master, are you feeling hot? It really is a sweltering day today."
She fanned him vigorously.
The County Magistrate took the fan from her and, with his other hand, held her waist, reproachfully saying, "You’re with child, don’t overexert yourself. I’ll fan, here, sit down, let me fan you."
The County Magistrate attentively fanned his young concubine.
Thinking of how he wouldn’t even look at the old woman but would fan her, Aunt Hua felt delight in her heart.
Her small hand gently stroked the County Magistrate’s chest, scratching lightly here and there, "Master, have you been to see Madam?"
"Why bring her up? Just ruins a good mood," the County Magistrate’s pleasant mood was disrupted, his face turned stern as he coldly snorted.
"It’s not deliberate mentioning... she returned today, bringing back three villagers," Aunt Hua said.
"She’s getting more and more outrageous lately, brought back an old monk not long ago, then earlier this year it was an old Taoist nun, now villagers, huh! Madness!" The County Magistrate fumed, shaking the fan rapidly.
Aunt Hua lightly curled her lips, continuing, "Master, they’re not ordinary villagers. Madam invited them to treat her illness. Rumor has it, one of them, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, is a superb healer with skills rivaling immortal hands."
"Hmm! She’s gone completely insane!" The County Magistrate stopped fanning, walked angrily around the room with hands behind his back, "Little girl can heal, I might as well be a Great General!"
"Can’t blame Madam; her illness hasn’t been cured for so long... Her elder sister had the same illness, and she passed away after a year, whereas Madam’s illness has persisted for half a year..." Aunt Hua said halfway, sighed, and stopped speaking.
The County Magistrate turned, waved at Aunt Hua, "You haven’t bathed yet, go bathe so we can sleep, don’t bring her up, just ruins the mood."
"Yes, Master." Aunt Hua rose, gracefully curtsied.
"Ah, I told you, no need to bow anymore, be careful not to wrong our child." The County Magistrate hurriedly stepped forward to support her.
Aunt Hua heard this term, and inwardly let out a satisfied smile.
According to the rules, she is a concubine and does not have the right to raise children. After her child is born, Madam will take the child, arrange for a wet nurse, and the child will call Madam mother and call her Aunt.
She can only see the child but cannot hold the child.
To hold the child, she needs Madam’s permission.