The gatekeeper urged her so hard that Lan Ling left without staying long.
The door was closed again, and the fresh and delicious dishes on the table had no warmth at all. Except for the change in temperature, everything else still retained its original appearance. Xiao Ming's heart slowly became cold as the food on the table had no residual heat. Is the purpose of Lan Ling's trip really to give her food?
We still have to convey Xu's attitude.
There is another possibility that Mrs. Xu believed in Aunt Yan and believed that she was bribed by Aunt Yan and would in turn murder her hard-won child. Therefore, she chose not to face Xiao Ming being taken to court or other possible sufferings. Turning a blind eye may not necessarily add fuel to the fire.
Whether Xu wants to protect himself wisely? It is still ungrateful no matter what you do.
Whatever! In this way, she doesn't have to owe other people's favors. Money debts have always been easy to repay, but favor debts are difficult. A friend is a friend in need. She usually waits for you to do her favors in every possible way, but when difficulties come, she chooses another way. .
Aunt Yan, right? Just come over here and I'll take care of you if you have any suggestions.
The soldiers came to cover up the water and earth. After thinking about it, Xiao Ming was not in a hurry. He took out a book and flipped through it.
In the small tea room, except for the smoke from the charcoal fire and the banging of the boiling teapot, there was no extra sound. It was eerily silent. After all, Xiao Ming did not eat a bite of the meal Lan Ling sent, and let it go. Became cold and greasy.
Compared with the coldness in the small tea room, Aunt Yan's west courtyard is much livelier. Seven or eight maids and women are standing in the courtyard waiting for orders. Everyone stands in the courtyard where the cold wind blows, occasionally whispering to each other. Telling about their misfortune, it was cold, of course, but no one dared to leave. The eldest son was ill, and the master and aunt were not feeling well. Of course, they had to make their presence felt and show their loyalty: no one would be stupid enough. Go and enjoy the heat of the house. After all, Aunt Yan's post-fall settlement will cost people their lives.
Whether it's cold or not, just bear with it! When it's cold, I don't feel cold anymore.
Mrs. Tian rubbed her hands, looked around, and wanted to say a few words to others, but no one paid attention to her, so she had to shut her mouth angrily. She didn't understand. The eldest son was fine last night, but how is he doing today? I'm sick.
Peng Youqin and Mrs. Xu sat in the room and waited in agony. Mrs. Xu frowned and slowly drank the boiled water Lan Yi prepared for her. Ever since she got pregnant, Xiao Ming had let her drink boiled water, although it was tasteless. Son, but my heart is sweet.
Peng Youqin kept his mouth shut and thought about his thoughts, enjoying a double torment in his heart. On the one hand, he saw his mentor Qianchuan, the world-famous Prince of Dingguo Marquis, who had been away for many years. He wanted to be happy and laughed loudly; but when he thought of it, His son was lying on the hospital bed, and his heart was very high.
His mentor and Prince Shi left in just a moment, which made him extremely regretful.
And the purpose of Shi Shizi's trip was to let him report the case to the public. He was flattered and frightened at the same time. He didn't expect that Xiao Ming had such a relationship. He was both his mentor and Shizi. He had such a big influence. The background of these two great gods actually never asked for mercy.
If she had mentioned early on that she had a close friendship with her mentor and Prince Shi, would she have suffered such a crime?
And he himself, if he had known about it earlier, he would not have brought Xiao Ming to court.
Alas! I knew it was worth a thousand dollars.
Fortunately, he did not listen to the slander and torture Xiao Ming, otherwise it would really be irreversible.
As for the prince's hope that he would report the case to the public? He has been in official circles for many years and doesn't believe it.
Can he still avenge his son? This is a big problem.
Peng Youqin was in a dilemma. He wanted to quiet his mind and rationalize things, but was interrupted by the intermittent crying of Aunt Yan who came out of the room. Aunt Yan's crying had infinite magic power and completely made him unable to think. I didn't have a clue for a long time. I thought of my poor son and couldn't bear to scold Aunt Yan, who had completely lost her rules. She had to ask patiently: "How is Brother Xuan?"
His question attracted Xu's attention.
"Brother Xuan still hasn't woken up. Doctor Min has been keeping watch." Aunt Yan replied. She had been keeping watch on her son, but her son didn't wake up. She came out of the bedroom really sad.
When she thought about her sick son, she became speechless. She looked at the tears flowing behind the curtain, crying silently. Ever since her son got sick, she had cried until her heart was broken, and her eyes were as red and swollen as peaches. It seemed that she finally stopped crying after being comforted by everyone, but she still cried and choked from time to time, completely losing the beautiful and enchanting look of the past.
At this time, she didn't look like a prosperous aunt, but more like a poor woman who was worried about her son.
"Okay, just sit down and have a rest. You've been crying all day. Look at how well you look." Peng Youqin was not very annoyed, but he couldn't help it after all.
After all, it is only when something happens that you can show your family origins. Look at Mrs. Xu, although she cares about her, she doesn't panic at all. On the other hand, Aunt Yan cries when something happens, and she has no rules at all.
He had been quarreled since before dawn while he was still in the warm bed. Until now, hadn't he been tormented all day long? She cried and cried, but she didn't see her son wake up from crying, but his ears almost became calluses from hearing her.
He only had such a son when he was over thirty years old. Although he was a bastard, he doted on him as a legitimate legitimate son. When his son was sick, he was even more sad and sad. But as a man, he was indifferent to emotions and anger, and he couldn't behave like Aunt Yan. On the table.
Comparing the two, he became even more satisfied with Mrs. Xu.
Fortunately, Ms. Xu didn't know what her master was thinking at this time, otherwise she would have laughed her ass off.
It's not her son, so why should she be worried?
Mrs. Xu sat aside gently and skillfully, looking at her with concern. Under her concerned gaze, she felt an unstoppable joy in her heart, and her fingers were about to float. After so many years, you have relied on your son to do your best. You have done so many tyrannical things, but you still have what you have today.
Haha, what a retribution!
It would be better if this retribution comes more violently.
Although Mrs. Xu was going crazy with joy, she still had a caring look on her face and advised softly: "Master, don't be angry. Aunt Yan also cares about Brother Xuan. Brother Xuan looks like this, I am my concubine." I'm also worried about my body; but we invited Dr. Min. He was once an imperial physician and has excellent medical skills. I believe Brother Xuan will get better."
"My master taught me that it was the slave family who lost their composure." Aunt Yan used the post to test the tears in the corner of her eyes: "Whenever the slave family thinks of Brother Xuan lying on the bed, his life or death uncertain, the slave family's heart aches tightly, and he wishes he could bear this for him. pain."
Mrs. Xu comforted her, and Aunt Yan explained her mistake. Peng Youqin's expression softened a little, and she just said: "It's good that you know. Don't forget the rules of the house. Brother Xuan is my son, and I will do my best to help him. If Dr. Min can't do it, I'll ask a doctor with better medical skills to come over."
"Thank you, Master, for your sympathy, brother Xuan. With your words, I and my son are willing to die immediately." Aunt Yan said that the tears she had just stopped poured down like a bursting dam.
"Okay, why should we live or die?" Peng Youqin comforted impatiently, his brows and words full of impatience. Women are made of water, and they shed tears when they cry.
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"Yes! Auntie, don't talk about whether you will die or not. It's very unlucky." Mrs. Xu also quickly comforted her, putting on a face that seemed gentle and gentle.
It was okay that Mrs. Xu didn't speak, but when she opened her mouth, Aunt Yan started to cry even harder. Aunt Yan just wanted to hold on to her hypocritical face and say, "Madam, Brother Xuan and I are gone. Isn't that the end?" What do you mean?"
"What are you talking about?" Peng Youqin asked with an unhappy look.
"Master, don't you understand yet? Someone is trying to kill our son!" Aunt Yan cried, her voice both sad and high-pitched.
"Who is it?" Who is so bold and dares to murder his son.
"Far away in the horizon, close in front of you." Aunt Yan said. There were only three masters in the room, and the rest were all maids. Everyone could understand what she meant.
Mrs. Xu's face was already darkened, she knew that this bitch was going to be a monster. Ever since she knew that the person the master was arresting was Xiao Ming, she knew that she was going to do something bad.
She was shocked when she learned that it was Xiao Ming who prescribed the medicine to Brother Xuan. She thought that she had been bribed by this bitch. However, after thinking about it carefully, it was not true. Xiao Ming always did it every time he entered the house. He had never seen anyone else when he was treating her, so how could he treat Brother Xuan? Still worried about the latest chapter that you can’t find? Amway One or search Hot/Degree/Net/Article "Remember to remove "/" when searching, otherwise you won't be able to find it." There are ladies here to help you find books and chat with you!
