Death of illness (1)

It was already afternoon when Lulu came out of mother Zhen's room.

"It's so strange. The windows are clearly open in the room, but there's still silver charcoal burning. Why was the room still so cold? This servant only stood at the door for a while, and I already feel a chill in my bones." The granny said in a low voice.

The mammy came from the palace and had strict rules.

But Lu huaijiang didn't invite her here to take care of Lulu.

Last time, the matter with female official Yao had put the Empress in a difficult position. This time, she had also specifically instructed the nanny to listen to Lulu's orders.

He had promised to take care of Lulu, so he naturally did.

When Lulu returned to the Xia family home, the old woman waited outside the door without any temper.

This time, he really couldn't help but say this.