Chapter 482

Jiang Fu

After Jiang Taifu left, Mrs. Jiang did not go back to sleep as usual. Instead, she sat on the soft chair and rubbed her eyes.

She always felt uneasy when she got up today. She always felt that something was going to happen.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong“

The alarm of the servants came from afar.

Mrs. Jiang was so frightened that she stood up and told her servant girl, "go and have a look. What's the matter?"

The servant girl ran out in a hurry. As soon as she opened the door, the servant had already rushed into the courtyard. She was so frightened that she couldn't do it. "Madam, my master's carriage has turned over. My master, he, he..."

Mrs. Jiang did not know when she had come to the door. She asked in a trembling voice, "how's the master?"

"The master has been thrown out. Now he is in a coma and has shed a lot of blood."

Old lady Jiang was black in front of her eyes and almost fainted. "Hurry up, go and call the young master and let him go to the imperial doctor."

Then, a few of the attendants came in carrying Jiang Taifu with pale faces, and their bodies were stained with blood. As for Jiang Taifu, he was carried without any reaction.

"Master."

Old Mrs. Jiang stumbled up and saw the tragedy of Jiang Taifu. Her eyes turned black and she fainted.

The yard was a mess.

Jiang LAN came in a hurry and saw this scene. Heart sink down, calm voice scold, "still Leng do what, quickly carry master and madam in."

Another fluster, Jiang Taifu and his wife were carried into the house, one on the bed, one on the soft collapse.

Jiang LAN took out his money card and handed it to the housekeeper, "send someone to ask the doctor to come over."

The housekeeper answered and went out with the waist tag. He sent a capable boy to find the doctor.

When the doctor came to see Jiang Taifu's tragedy, he gasped. His face was bruised, his forehead was broken, and his body was injured everywhere.

"Please tell someone to bring hot water and clean it up for Taifu."

Without cleaning up, he didn't know where he was hurt.

Jiang LAN orders to go down, and the big servant girl beside old lady Jiang takes the water and carefully wipes it for Jiang Taifu.

Taiyi one by one on the medicine, and then carefully to check his injury.

It took less than half an hour before the inspection was finished. With a sigh of relief, "there's no critical injury. It's good to rest for ten days and a half months."

Jiang LAN arched his hand, gentle and polite, "thank you, doctor. Please give my mother a look."

The doctor noticed that Mrs. Jiang, who was on the soft collapse, used to give her a pulse and said, "Mrs. Jiang is ok too. She's just stimulated. She should wake up soon."

Jiang LAN thanks again, personally sent the doctor out, and after the doctor got on the carriage and left, he turned back to the house, with a sullen face, "where's the coachman?"

"Kneeling in the yard."

The coachman was also seriously injured. His clothes were worn and blood was coming out of the bare skin.

At the moment, he knelt in the courtyard trembling and watched Jiang LAN walk towards him step by step. His eyes were full of panic and he kowtowed, "young master, please forgive me

Jiang LAN stood still in front of him, and the chill on his body made the coachman tremble even more.

"What happened?"

The coachman's voice trembled. "I don't know what happened. When I got to the crossroads, the horse suddenly went crazy. I couldn't control it."

"Suddenly?"

The driver nodded wildly, "yes, all of a sudden! Before that, the horses have gone well, it's no different

"Have you ever seen anyone nearby?"

"No, the road was quiet, not even a passer-by."

Jiang Lan's eyes narrowed. The coachman is an old man. He is very careful and checks the carriage every day. There has never been any accident for so many years.

Slow voice, "you go down first, let someone bandage you."

The driver knocked his head on the ground, "thank you, young master. Thank you."

Jiang LAN turns to walk toward the door, "prepare the horse."

When the horse is ready, Jiang LAN turns over and takes the horse to the crossroads that the coachman said. Two followers ride behind.

It was only a little bright, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road. At the crossroads, Jiang LAN turned over and put the reins on his horse, looking for something on the road.

Two attendants quietly followed behind.

All the way to the place where the carriage happened, Jiang LAN didn't find anything. He looked up and looked around. His sharp eyes swept through the dark places and told his entourage, "you two, go to the alleys on both sides to see if there are any suspicious places."

The entourage should separate the two sides. Soon, one of the entourage called, "young master, come and see."

Jiang LAN went to see the horseshoe print on the ground, and her eyes narrowed again.

……

Looking at the moment when Jiang Taifu was thrown out, Fengche and Marquis Qin got on the horse, went out of the alley from the other side and went back to Prince Zhan's house.

Then they went to the main courtyard and gently opened the door.

The room is quiet. Aunt Jing is still asleep. Luofeng can't support it. She lies beside the bed and falls asleep. Fengche touches aunt Jing's forehead without fever.

Two people then quietly backed out, each returned to own courtyard.

Xia Xi holds Ke'er's sleeping fragrance. Hearing the slight sound, she immediately opens her eyes and looks at the door. Her eyes are opposite, and the wind is clear. She closes her door.

"Get some sleep. It's light on the horse."

Xia Xi's voice is as usual.

Wind Che closed the door, took off his coat, went to the inside of the bed, and then put Xia Xi and Ke Er in his arms.

Ke'er seems to feel uncomfortable, and her little body moves.

Feng Che lowers his head and kisses him on the forehead. In Ke Er's sleep, he grins.

Wind Che and get in the past, in the summer Xi face kiss, pulled another thin quilt, cover in the body, "sleep, I just went to see static aunt, she's OK."

……

Aunt Jing opens her eyes again. It's already bright. The warm sunshine comes through the window and shines on her. It's warm.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard Luo Feng's surprise voice, "Niang, you wake up."

Aunt Jing's eyes fell on him.

She only slept for a while. Her clothes were wrinkled, her hair was messy, her eyes seemed to be red and swollen, and there was no fan in her hand.

There are many emotions in his heart, but he make complaints about Tucao. "Son, are you a thief?" You say, early in the morning, don't let me worry

Luo Feng grinned.

Aunt Jing didn't look any more. She turned her eyes and saw several people around her bed, as well as Ke'er, who was honestly held in her arms by Xia Xi. Her eyes brightened and she opened her mouth. Just as she was about to speak, there came the voice of Fu Bo, "Lord, Lord Luo is coming!"