Chapter 811

You Shi looks at the child to move not to open an eye, "your father wrote a letter, say is to let fine son came out of month then go back."

Xia Wen was very happy to hear that he had two big fat grandsons. He wanted to come to Beijing as well. But if he came, there was no one to take care of the family business, and he was not at ease, so he simply wrote a letter to urge people to go back.

"Don't worry, wait for Qing'er to keep fit."

"I'm fine."

Qing'er answers with a smile. She's really OK.

Whether she's in the house or in Prince Zhan's house, she's delicious and healthy. If she's not afraid of accidents, she wants to go back to Pingyang County before she has a baby. She doesn't want to stay in Prince Zhan's house to make trouble for Xia Xi.

"When you get out of confinement, I'll send you back if there's nothing wrong."

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Jinghou Mansion

Listen to quiet Hou's wife to find Xia Xi, almost by Xia Xi driving a carriage hit dead, waiting for gas not only didn't comfort his wife, also pointed to her nose scold, "you are a fool, I tell you again and again, don't go to provoke her, you don't listen, how didn't kill you?"

He is also very angry. He doesn't choose his words.

Although the second daughter said that she had regained the position of concubine, she left a knot in the emperor's heart and was not so favored. The shops at home were closed, and all the porcelains bought with money were used up, resulting in a great loss.

At this time, his wife does not say to clip up his tail to be a man, but also to provoke Xia Xi, is not enough to think of static Hou house down fast?

Mrs. Jinghou has been scolded and has been married for more than 20 years. She has lost her temper, but she has never pointed to her nose and cursed her to death!

He can't wait to make room for other women?

Think of here, Ao of a stand up, copy the things around toward static Hou ruthlessly hit in the past, "you just go to die!"

Angry, she picked up the tea cup, with the strength is not small, tea cup straight hit on the forehead.

Jinghou suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at her, leaned back, fell to the ground with a thud, and the bright red blood bead flowed down his forehead.

There was a moment of silence in the house.

Pop!

The tea cup in Mrs. Jinghou's hand fell to the ground, and she retreated in horror, "master, master!"

Static Hou closed his eyes, without the slightest reaction.

"Kill! The lady has killed the master

I don't know who suddenly yelled, and then the servants inside and outside the room were shouting like frying pan.

Mrs. Jinghou is so scared that she sits on the ground and stares at Jinghou. She wants to go forward and feel if he is still alive, but she has no strength and can't move.

The sound of Dong Dong's footsteps came, and then the housekeeper broke in with someone to see the bleeding on Jinghou's forehead and fall to the ground.

The housekeeper took a breath, quickly came forward, put his hand under Jinghou's nose, felt that he was still breathing, and quickly told the servants, "come on, let's go to the doctor!"

The servant turned around and ran out quickly. After a while, the doctor came with the medicine box and entered the room. Regardless of the breath, he went to see the injury of Jinghou.

Seeing that the wound was not big, the doctor took out the golden sore medicine from the medicine box, sprinkled it on the wound, and then felt the pulse for Jinghou.

All the servants in the room were breathing, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

After finishing the pulse, the doctor opened his hand, sat down on the ground, raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "fortunately, the master has no worries about his life."

After he said this, everyone in the room was relieved. Mrs. Jinghou felt that she was alive and had strength. She climbed over and cried, "master, wake up, wake up!"

Housekeeper heart tired wipe a sweat, advise, "madam, still carry master to bed first."

Then Mrs. Jinghou responded, "come on, come on, carry the master to the bed!"

A burst of war, static Hou was carried to the bed, maid with warm water wet PA son, to static Hou wipe clean.

Mrs. Jinghou sat beside the bed and cried. She didn't want to, she was just angry, picked up things to smash in the past.

The doctor went to cook the medicine in person, and the housekeeper took the man to stay at the bedside and did not dare to leave.

Peiru came with her servant girl. The news that day said that Zheng LAN had been burned, so she was scared sick.

I've been ill for so many days. I've lost a lap, and I'm wobbly, as if I could be blown down by a gust of wind.

After entering the courtyard, I heard Mrs. Jinghou's cry. I was very excited. I didn't wait for my servant girl to report to me. I went to the door of the room and pushed it away. "What's wrong, aunt..."

Words did not finish, see straight lying on the bed of quiet Hou, in front of a dark, almost fainted, with a cry, "uncle, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Jinghou was crying. Suddenly she heard her voice. She got angry and stopped crying. She said in a cruel voice, "drive her out for me!"

A few servant girls should be, come to drive a person.

"Get out of the way. I want to see my uncle."

Mrs. Jinghou's eyes were red and swollen. She said fiercely, "he's very good... You don't need to see! Get out of here

For so many years, Peiru's mother and son are like blood sucking insects. They have been clinging to the house of marquis Jing. But when something happens to the house of marquis Jing, their mother and daughter can't help at all.

"Auntie, Auntie..."

Peiru begged, "what's wrong with uncle?"

"Get out of here!"

A few servant girls dare not neglect again, drive Peiru out of the door.

"She is not allowed to step into Jinghou mansion without my permission."

Mrs. Jinghou's heartless voice came out of the room.

Peiru tears fluttering down, no resistance was several servant girls rushed to the house, and staring at her, don't let her into the static Hou house.

"Let's go, miss." The maid advised her.

Marquis Jing is still in a coma. Madam Jing is in charge of the house. They won't have a chance to go in today.

Peiru also knew that she was looking at the house for a long time, then turned around and slowly went back to her carriage step by step.

The carriage moved slowly, the tears in Peiru's eyes also retreated, and told the servant girl, "when you get back to the house, you'll send someone to the south city to inquire, to see if there are people who have just moved to the capital." After a pause, he said, "don't make inquiries one by one, just pick up the people who buy a big house."

I don't know what happened to my uncle, but even if he wakes up, there will be less money pasted on him later. It's better to find the lady and help her. Maybe he can get a lot of money.

The maid should be.

Xia Xi only heard about Jinghou's injury two days later. It was the servants of the house who went out to buy vegetables. They heard about it and came back to Fubo. Fubo told her.

"It's rumored that Marquis Jing was drunk and accidentally fell, but some people said that he was beaten by his wife."

"It's a pity."

Xia Xi holds chin, a face regretful expression, "how did not be killed?"

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