The maid quickly saluted and said, "Yes, madam, I will prepare the carriage for you early tomorrow morning."
Mrs. Fang regained her composure, waved to her and said, "Well, let's do it."
The maid turned around and left.
The next day, the genius just dawned.
Mrs. Fang hurriedly left for the Zhou Mansion, telling Master Fang that she was going to the Zhou Mansion to take a look at the new Zhu Yan Shuang.
After arriving at the Zhou Mansion, Mrs. Fang couldn't help it anymore and asked Du Wanchun, "Shopkeeper Du, that day you followed Dr. Xu to treat my granddaughter. Do you know what is wrong with my granddaughter?"
Du Wanchun had long expected that she would come, and did not hide anything. He told everything about the poisoning of Miss Fang's Sun.
"Mrs. Fang, don't blame Dr. Xu for not telling Mr. Fang that day. If he had told Mr. Fang then, I'm afraid Miss Sun would be dead now."
The eldest son of the Tang Dynasty wanted Fang Xiaoyue dead. If he really knew about the poisoning and was found out, he would probably find another way to directly let Miss Sun die.
Mrs. Fang was extremely grateful, "Thank you so much, Shopkeeper Du, but is my granddaughter really hopeless?" ?.?????.???
Du Wanchun comforted her and said, "Didn't Doctor Xu have already prescribed medicine for Miss Sun? Please let her drink it on time. You will know if it is effective."
After hearing her words, Mrs. Fang felt much relieved.
She let out a long sigh and said, "My Yue'er's life is really hard. I didn't expect to marry such a man. The Tang family is so courageous to do such a cruel thing."
Du Wanchun deliberately made it clear: "I heard that his sister is now a beloved concubine, so naturally she is a little proud."
"Beloved concubine? What kind of beloved concubine? The most indispensable thing for the emperor is a beloved concubine." Mrs. Fang looked disdainful.
She was not afraid of the Concubine Li at all.
After thinking about it, Mrs. Fang decided to listen to Du Wanchun first and wait until her granddaughter gave birth safely before taking care of the bad couple.
Du Wanchun smiled slowly, then held his youngest son in his hands and asked his servants to bring a few bottles of newly made beauty cream and hand them to her.
Mrs. Fang accepted Zhu Yanshuang and left Zhou Mansion.
That day, she took Fang Xiaoyue to live in a temple near Cheng'an County on the grounds that she was praying for blessings, so as to avoid being harmed by the Tang eldest son again.
The eldest son of Tang Dynasty thought that she was bound to die, so he did not stop her and was still busy assassinating the Zhou family.
However, no matter how many assassins he sent, they all returned in vain.
Gradually, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
Before taking action, he first went to his cousin's house.
The two of them worked hard on firewood until early the next morning.
The eldest son of Tang Dynasty was so tired that he was in no hurry to go to Zhou's house.
It was the same on the second day.
Over and over again, a month later, Miss Sun of the Fang family was about to give birth in the temple.
Mr. Tang was waiting for the news of her death at home.
Mrs. Fang immediately sent someone to call Doctor Xu.
At night, Miss Sun of the Fang family gave birth to a daughter.
Mother and daughter are safe.
The antidote given by Du Wanchun worked.
Mrs. Fang immediately sent someone to block the news, and then false news spread that she died in childbirth. ,
After the eldest son of the Tang Dynasty learned about this, he did not rush to the mountain to see his wife. Instead, he went to his cousin's room, wanting to be intimate with her and celebrate.
When the cousin heard the news of Miss Sun's death, her mouth almost burst into laughter, "She is finally dead. I have been waiting for a whole year, and she is finally dead! It's so good!"
Mr. Tang hugged her tightly and said, "Wait a few more days. When I finish the important things, I will take you back to get married."
The cousin kissed him and asked: "Why do you have to wait a few more days? What other big things do you want to do?"
Mr. Tang didn't say anything. He played with her hair and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's a big deal. Just wait for me here and prepare to help me pretend to go to the funeral."
The cousin nodded obediently, "I've been waiting for so long, it's not going to take more than a few days."
After the two said this, they began to lower the bed curtains and prepared to continue.
When the friendship was at its strongest, the door was suddenly knocked open.
I saw a group of people holding torches rushing in.
On weekdays, the eldest son of the Tang Dynasty would send people to guard the entrance of the courtyard. If there was any movement, he would send people to notify them.
But today he was really carried away and didn't notice the movement outside.
Mrs. Fang walked forward slowly, with a cold face, and shouted sternly: "Come here! Catch this couple!"
"Yes, ma'am."
People holding torches stepped forward and dragged the two people who were entangled on the bed to the ground.
Miss Cousin was wrapped in quilt, hugged Mr. Tang's hand, and said pitifully: "Cousin, save me!"
