As soon as Old Man Li left, Song Zhu'er looked at Zilan: "What you said, I did everything you did, what should I do now? Mother-in-law has fallen, and second uncle has also fallen, this, this ......"

After all, she is not a hard-hearted person, and she began to regret making it like this: "Did we do it wrong in the first place?"

Zilan motioned to her not to continue, and after closing the doors and windows, Zilan said: "Miss, now that things have happened, Miss, you must be steady, and you must pretend not to know, you know?"

Song Zhu'er looked at Zilan in a panic, looking dazed.

Zilan stared at Song Zhu'er coldly and said, "Miss, you don't have to think about anything, you just need to think about your brother Qi." What is the situation of Brother Zhan now, you don't know it, your own affairs are not over, and this is another marriage of Lu Gu's family. If we don't solve the trouble in front of us now, Miss, how do you want to live in the future?

Song Zhu'er's eyes filled with tears, and soon the tears flowed down one by one.

Zilan hurriedly said: "Miss, tears can't solve the problem, you have to make up your mind at the critical moment." ”

Song Zhu'er's temperament was already weak, but now that something happened to her son, her heart was already in turmoil, and when she heard Zilan say this, she hurriedly said: "Zilan, you have many ideas, I will listen to you, listen to you." ”

Zilan nodded: "That's good, you don't have to think about anything now, the slave will help you wash your face, re-dress and dress up, and then go to see Madame." If something happens to your wife, if you don't show up as a daughter-in-law, you will be suspected. ”

Song Zhu'er nodded desperately, washed her face according to her words, hurriedly dressed up, and went over with agarwood, while Zilan secretly slipped out of the back door under the pretext of sending a letter to the eldest young master.

Zilan came to the street and went directly to the Qingfeng Teahouse. As soon as a man in the teahouse saw her, he immediately walked towards her and led her to the back hall.

In the back hall, the curtain as thin as a light gauze hung low, and it was impossible to see it, only a vague figure.

Zilan didn't dare to make a mistake, so she stepped forward cautiously and said, "Mother Li, I have already done everything you told me." ”

There was a voice coming out of it, the voice was old, it was really a mother: "Is Song Zhu'er still obedient?"

"Obedient, obedient. Zilan hurriedly said, "She will do whatever I say, and she doesn't disobey you at all." ”

After a pause, the people inside finally nodded with satisfaction: "Very good." ”

Zilan thought about it, and then said cautiously: "Since my young lady did what you wanted, then you ...... Can you let my little boy go?"

"Let go of your little boy?" the old voice inside snorted coldly, "Do you think you are qualified to make such a request to me?"

Zilan was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak out immediately.

After a pause, the man's tone softened and said slowly: "You don't have to be afraid, your little boy has nothing to do, it's just that he fell under my spell." Of course, this solution can be solved, as I said, as long as you obediently do what I say, you can ensure the safety of you and your young lady, as well as the little son, and even, I can let your little son sit firmly in the position of the son of the world. ”

Zilan was inexplicably surprised: "Thank you, Mother Li." ”

As a slave, her greatest wish is that her master can climb the high branches and ascend to glory, and as for other things, she can't care so much.

Li's mother said again: "You go back first, don't reveal half a cent about seeing me here, otherwise, your little son's life will be in danger." ”

Zilan nodded hurriedly.

Li's mother said again: "In the past few days, you should keep an eye on your little son, don't let him run around." If your little boy is hungry, you can feed him with pig's blood porridge. ”

Zilan is overjoyed. What she is most worried about now is that the little boy is sick, and the old marquis is now at home, if she sees the little boy like this, she is afraid that she will be killed as a monster, right?

When she thought of this, she felt that her palms were full of sweat.

She didn't expect that this mother's methods were so powerful that she would turn a lively and lovely child into a bloodthirsty madman. She now regrets agreeing to Li's mother's conditions.

"Do you regret it?" said Li's mother coldly as if she had seen through her heart.

Zilan was startled, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Mother Li, where are you talking about it?" In the Hou Mansion, Miss's status is in jeopardy, but fortunately, Mother Li came to help. If my little son can sit firmly in the position of the son of the world in the future, I will definitely let the young lady reward my mother heavily. ”

Mother Li seemed to be very satisfied with her words, and waved her hand: "Go back, remember my words, you have a good life." ”

Zilan exhaled secretly and slowly retreated.

When Zilan went out, the curtain as thin as silk was lifted, and a woman walked out.

Her appearance is very peculiar, although her hair is full of silver threads, from here, she should also be fifty years old, but her face is very young, like a twenty-year-old girl, her skin is snowy, and her eyes are endlessly charming. If you look closely, you will feel that her nails are a little different from ordinary people, showing a slight blue-gray color.

It is surprising that the crane has a childish face and can retain time and stay young forever.

It's just that the voice can't be changed.

She was also dissatisfied with her voice, which was the regret of her life.

"Little girl!" she called.

Immediately, a girl dressed as a girl of about seventeen or eighteen walked in and whispered, "Mother Li, what do you command?"

Mother Li walked to the table, sat down, poured half a cup of hot tea, and after taking a sip to moisten her throat, Fang said, "Is there any news from Miss Liu?"

Xiaoya nodded: "The news that was sent just now, it's just that Mother Li has been meeting guests, so the slave maid is waiting by the side." ”

"Present it. Li's mother said briefly.

Xiaoya quickly took out a small bamboo tube from her body and handed it to Li's mother. Li's mother took it, cut the beeswax on the seal of the bamboo tube, and poured out a rolled note.

Mother Li spread out the note and saw that there was only one line of Liao Liao on it: "You can start with Lu Ergongzi." ”

Li's mother lit the note, threw it into the copper basin placed on the table, and smiled sadly.

Zilan is very smart, in order to avoid returning empty-handed, which is eye-catching, she specially went to a nearby pharmacy to pick up some headache and fever medicine, and then sneaked in through the back door and entered the house.

Her whereabouts fell into a person's eyes.

The old marquis stood in the zigzag corridor for a long time, looking at Zilan's slightly panicked back and quickly passing through the flowers, as if he was afraid of being seen, and looked around for a while, and then disappeared on the path between the flowers.

To be honest, the old marquis was very surprised in his heart.

Can this good man be used in his own home like a thief?

It was only two days after he came back, but he found that the house seemed to be a little different from before.

Except for the girl in front of her, who is called Zilan, who behaves strangely, the others seem to be unusual.

Song Zhu'er, the wife of the prince, was worried all day long, and seemed to be overwhelmed by her thoughts.

His grandson, the first grandson of Song Zhu'er's Wumuhou Mansion, is said to have fallen ill and contracted chickenpox. This kind of illness will be excessive, so when he asked to see his grandson, Song Zhuer tried her best to stop it, saying that it was for his physical consideration, and if she gave him the illness, she couldn't afford to be a daughter-in-law.

At that time, he, a veteran general who had experienced a hundred battles, thought it was funny, this chickenpox was not a plague, so why be afraid of being like this. In the past, in the army, plague epidemics have been tried, isn't it also cured?

What made him feel strangest was what his favorite son Lu Xing did.

How could such a well-behaved and sensible child do such lawless things? If it is said that the two are happy with each other and have a lifelong engagement, then it is understandable, who has not been young and frivolous? He himself has had such an experience, but it is really incomprehensible to push down his biological mother and ignore his mother's illness.

The old marquis shook his head, he felt that he had only been away for more than half a year, and this place had become unfamiliar and unrecognizable.

"Master Hou!" Mother Lan walked towards him quickly, "You better go and see Madame, Doctor Zhao said that he had something to say to Master Hou in person." ”

When Hou Ye heard this, his expression became solemn, and he hurriedly said: "Quick, lead the way." ”

When I came to the courtyard of the main house, Mother Lan went in first, and as soon as Hou Ye stepped into the courtyard, his eyes fell on the dozen or so camellia planted on one side of the courtyard, and he would not move.

Hou Ye has always loved camellias, especially the famous camellia "Xuejiao", which is as white as snow, for this reason, Hou Ye also sent someone to Dali, Yunnan, from where more than a dozen pots of such camellia were planted, and they were planted in the yard of his wife. These camellia flowers bloom for a long time, and almost every time he comes back, he can see the scene of a hundred flowers blooming, and he, every time he comes back, he will take the time to prune the tea trees, loosen the soil, and look forward to a better bloom in the coming year.

Hou Ye was surprised, it was not that his wife did not take good care of his camellia. On the contrary, Madame took good care of the camellia, and the branches and foliage were luxuriant, and the flowers were huge, but they were just ......

Hou Ye was afraid that he would be dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and looked at them wide. The scene of the old days when the flowers bloomed was gone, and it was replaced by a piece of pink, that pink, pink......

Hou Ye was so frightened that he was almost speechless.

The flower pot is still the flower pot that was transported from Dali, but this flower ...... Could it be that the seed is dead, so another batch is replaced?

He called Mother Lan: "Mother Lan, have you changed the camellia in this yard?"

Mother Lan looked at Hou Ye a little inexplicably, then looked at the flowers in the corner of the yard, and shook her head: "I didn't change it, isn't it the batch of camellia you moved from Dali, master?"

Hou Ye had a strange feeling in his heart, such a sudden feeling made him feel a little panicked in his heart.

It's like when he fell into a maze in a battle a long time ago, he was so frightened and scared, and he felt bottomless in his heart.

Mother Lan also seemed to notice that something was wrong: "Hey, why has the color of this camellia changed......?"

Her gaze didn't stay on the discolored camellia for too long, and immediately turned her head to look at Hou Ye: "Ouch Hou Ye, when is this, you still care about these camellias, you still care about Madame, Doctor Zhao said, Madame's situation is not very optimistic, and I will only talk about the specific situation when I see you......

As soon as Mother Lan's words fell, the old marquis had already stepped forward and entered the house.

Dr. Zhao was waiting anxiously in the room, rubbing his hands back and forth on the ground while pacing. Seeing Hou Ye coming in, he hurriedly stepped forward, couldn't even bother to pay respects, grabbed the old Hou Ye's hand and said, "Hou Ye, you came just in time." The old man just has something to say to Master Hou......"

Hou Ye said: "Doctor Zhao, sit down and talk slowly...... something."

Doctor Zhao was obviously an anxious person, and he was actually more anxious than Hou Ye, glared, and said angrily: "When is this, still sit down and talk slowly! Look at you, look at what your wife has become sick, and you can still be so calm! I can tell you, your wife's waist is not cured!"

These words really startled Hou Ye, and he looked at Doctor Zhao who was blowing his beard and glaring: "Doctor Zhao, you shouldn't be joking with this Hou Ye, right?"

"What are you kidding! What are you kidding!" Doctor Zhao was furious, "I am a famous doctor in the capital, how can I joke about the patient's condition! I said Master Hou, it is common for these two husbands and wives to quarrel, but you are a martial artist, and your strength is naturally much greater than that of ordinary people, and Madame is just a weak woman, how can she withstand it if you push her like this? Even if you have a sprain, why do you still push her again and again? Are you intent on killing her?"

This Doctor Zhao has excellent medical skills, but his temperament is straightforward, and his words made the old marquis's face red.

Husband and wife quarrel, that's not a thing, they have always respected each other like guests, how can they quarrel? As for this pushing, it was once, in the ancestral hall, he was punishing the rebel, and the lady rushed over to stop him, but he didn't see it clearly, so he threw people off like that......

The old marquis looked at his hands and was very remorseful.

I know very well how strong my hands are. In the past, when the two armies were facing each other, he tried to capture one of the enemy generals with his bare hands, and then fell in front of his horse and fell to his death.

Throwing his wife with such a hand, the cold sweat on Hou Ye's forehead broke out, and he felt that he was no different from a murderer.

Doctor Zhao sighed when he saw the remorse on Hou Ye's face, and he also knew that he had said something heavier: "Old Hou Ye, Lao Yu didn't mean to blame Hou Ye, but Lao Yu couldn't bear it when he saw his wife like this!"

After a pause, he said: "Now that Madame is ill, to be honest, the old decay is helpless." ”

"Ahh............h

This Doctor Zhao is the permanent doctor of Wumuhou Mansion. He himself said that he was a skilled doctor, which was by no means an exaggeration. In the capital, his healing techniques and his ancestral medicinal wine were especially effective in terms of bruises. In the capital, even those who built walls for others fell from a height, broke their waists, and lay on the bed unable to move, he could still make the immobile person jump alive in seven days. Therefore, in the capital, he is called second, and no one dares to call it first.

Marquis Wumu is a military general, fighting on the battlefield, even if it is daily training, the soldiers will inevitably be injured or something, and after the skillful hands of this Doctor Zhao, it will be fine. If it weren't for the fact that this Doctor Zhao was too old to stay in the bitter cold area of Biansai, otherwise, the old marquis would still want to hire him as a military doctor with the army.

Hearing Dr. Zhao's words, Hou Ye only felt that a basin of cold water was poured from the top of his head, and it was cold all the way to the bottom of his feet.

Dr. Zhao's words are equivalent to sentencing Mrs. to death, that is, in the next life, Mrs. can only spend time in bed.

The old marquis couldn't imagine such a scene.

He and his wife have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, but they have experienced a lot of twists and turns, so that a lover finally became a family. For decades, they have been in love with each other. More than ten years ago, his wife followed him, guarded the border passes, and suffered a lot. Now that her life is comfortable, he keeps her as a housekeeper in the capital, and he also wants her to live a comfortable life. I never thought that such a thing would happen now......

Mother Lan, who was standing on the side, was also blindfolded, she looked at Mrs. who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and then looked at Dr. Zhao, and begged: "Doctor Zhao, see if you can ......"

"No!" Dr. Zhao replied very simply, "You also know that I am a person, I am sure of everything, I don't need you to say, I will try my best to save me." But now that Mrs. is in such a situation, alas, the old man is incompetent, and he really can't do it. ”

Dr. Zhao, who has always been conceited, said that he was "incompetent", Hou Ye was silent, and Mother Lan was also silent.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Suddenly, Dr. Zhao slapped his thigh as if he remembered something: "Oh, look at my memory, how did I forget that person?"

His words immediately aroused Hou Ye's interest, and he asked anxiously, "Doctor Zhao, who do you think of?"