Chapter 629

"Yes, it's our young master. While the master is not at home, he's hard on his wife."

Xia Xi's eyes narrowed.

The servant girl lights the charcoal fire, and the room is warm. She signals the servant girl on one side to move a stool. Xia Xi sits down and puts her hand on Feng ER's cold wrist.

The baby in Mrs. Zhang's arms gave out a weak cry. Mrs. Zhang was in a hurry to coax her, but she couldn't coax her well. It seemed that she knew her mother was in a bad condition. The baby cried one after another.

"Xi'er, what can I do?"

Aunt Zhang was sweating. She had no children in her family for many years. She almost forgot how to coax them.

Xia Xi let go of her hand and came to Aunt Zhang. Her hand touched the baby's little lips. The baby's little mouth moved. "It should be hungry. Bring the rest of the ginseng soup here."

The ginseng soup is very open. Xia Xi dips it with chopsticks and wipes it on the baby's mouth. The baby stops crying immediately. Her small mouth wriggles and sucks the ginseng soup on her lips.

"I'm really hungry." Aunt Zhang was very happy. "I'll take a rest."

Xia Xi sat back on the stool and put her hand on Feng ER's pulse again.

It's weaker than just now. It's almost invisible.

Xia Xi pursed her lips, "feng'er, today is a happy day for Master Zhang. If you have a conscience, you'd better hold on until your husband comes back and takes you home. Don't die here. It's bad luck for Mr. Zhang. In addition, your child is very young. If you leave your mother, I don't know if she can survive. You protect him with your life. For her, you have to stand up. "

"Madame."

The little servant girl cried with tears, "have you heard the benefactor's words? You must hold on. The master will come back soon."

Feng'er's pulse slightly changed.

"Auntie, bring the baby here."

Aunt Zhang stopped feeding her baby and came over with her baby in her arms.

Xia Xi took it, put the child beside feng'er, let him close to his mother, whispered, "this is your child, I put it beside you. If you live, he can live; If you die, he will go with you. "

The undulation of feng'er's chest seems to be bigger.

Aunt Zhang looked at the child's small mouth and wanted to cry. She was very distressed. "Xi'er, is that ok? Or I'll pick up the baby first. "

"Let him lie down like this, and bring the ginseng soup."

Aunt Zhang couldn't, so she had to bring the ginseng soup and feed the baby. She watched him smash it. After smashing her little mouth, she went to sleep. Then she was relieved.

Aunt Zhang handed the soup to the servant girl on one side and sat on the stool tired, sighing. She was looking forward to her son's marriage, and it turned out to be another one.

"Xi'er, feng'er, is she..."

Xia Xi shakes her head and Zhang Da's heart sinks.

……

In the reception hall, Fengche drinks tea leisurely. Seeing Mr. Zhang walking around the room like an ant on a hot pot, he only thinks that today's tea is more sweet than before, and even he deliberately smashes his mouth.

God knows, Master Zhang will marry him first!

He is almost jealous to death. If it wasn't for Xi'er's sister who got married, he would have sent people to try every means to block the marriage.

Now he was not jealous at all, but rather gloating.

He is the only one in the world who can't enter the bridal chamber after becoming a relative.

He took another sip of tea, put the cup in his hand and said, "can you stop? I'm dizzy with you. "

Master Zhang's heart was about to catch fire. He only heard the baby's cry. No one came to report back. Is it good or bad?

"Don't worry, no one is dead."

Wind Che and slowly said a word.

Master Zhang suddenly stopped, "how do you know?"

Feng Che gave him an idiot's eyes, and after a sip of tea, he said, "if someone died, someone would have come to deliver the letter."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Zhang Ye patted his forehead, he was too worried, did not think of this, completely relieved, "not dead on the line."

Wind Che once again gave him a look, this time was just that still straightforward, completely look at two fool's eyes.

Master Zhang put down his heart, and now he had time to pay attention to other things. Naturally, he understood his eyes, and was a little angry, "what's your eyes?"

Wind Che straightforward, "look at the fool."

"You..."

If not, Master Zhang really wants to start.

Wind Che ignores his angry eyes, "even if not dead, it's almost the same, otherwise Xi'er would have let people come to deliver the letter."

Mr. Zhang fell back to his chair and his face changed again and again.

If so, he won't be able to enter his bridal chamber tonight.

Feng Che drained the tea and handed it to him. "Today's tea is delicious. You can pour me another cup."

Mr. Zhang

Midnight passed, feng'er didn't wake up, and everyone was sleepy.

Xia Xi orders the servant girls to take turns on duty and let Aunt Zhang go back to rest, while she goes to find Feng Che, "I'm afraid we can't go back tonight, we..."

The words didn't finish saying, the breeze Che interrupts her, "I arrived strange place can't sleep."

Xia Xi

Fengche stands up, leads Xiaxi's hand to walk out, the Afterword floats over, "who provokes the mess who tidies up, my body is not good, cannot endure the night."

Mr. Zhang

……

Inside the room, Qing'er is lying on the bed, already asleep.

Last night, she talked to Cheng Yun and qian'er. She was called up again in the morning. She couldn't bear it.

Spring apricot and autumn chrysanthemum at the door, also can't help yawning.

Zhang Ye entered the yard, and they stood up straight, "uncle."

Mr. Zhang made a silent gesture, "it's too late. You two should go to bed, too."

"But..."

Master Zhang waved his hand, "go down."

They bent their knees and went down.

Mr. Zhang came into the house and saw that Qing'er was sleeping sweetly. He went forward and gently took off her shoes, put the person flat, covered her with a quilt, tucked in the corner of the quilt, gently kissed her forehead, turned around and blew out the red candle, walked out, closed the door and went to the reception hall.

Dong Dong!

When it was light, a quick knock on the door rang out again. Mr. Zhang's forehead was blue. He suddenly stood up and went to the door with a calm face. A young man was standing by the door, hesitating whether to open the door. Seeing him coming, he called out, "uncle."

"Open the door!"

The boy quickly unloads the bolt of the door, and a man stumbles in from the outside. Mr. Zhang is by the door, but he doesn't reach out to help him, and let him fall to the ground.

"Master."

The housekeeper exclaimed and rushed in to help.

"Zhang, Zhang Ye..."

Master Dou shook his voice, "Feng, Feng ER Ru, what's the matter?"

"Dead, two dead."

Master Dou turned his eyes and fainted.