"Grandma, don't cry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info" Agarwood, who had never seen this kind of array, suddenly panicked, and hurriedly handed the handkerchief on the bedside to Song Zhu'er, and said, "Grandma, you wait, I'll call Sister Zilan over." ”

"No need, so as not to disturb the rest of the house......" Song Zhu'er was still about to stop it, and the agarwood, who had lost her mind, had already run out quickly, and she ran faster than a rabbit.

"This Nizi ......" Song Zhu'er had to smile bitterly.

How can she be cured by saying it?

Song Zhuer is the third daughter of Song Chuyun's family, a well-known grain producer in Huzhou, and she is a concubine. Although she is the daughter of a businessman, she is knowledgeable and courteous, gentle and lovely, and she is also harmonious with the prince, and she gets along well with her mother-in-law. Married into the Wumu Hou Mansion for a year, he added a big fat boy, which made the eldest young master Lu Peng very happy, and raised her to his wife that night.

It stands to reason that Song Zhu'er should feel extremely happy now that she is the daughter of a businessman and has been promoted to the position of the wife of the prince. But I don't know if she has a bad background, Fu Bo can't absorb the wealth of this Hou Mansion or some other reason, since she was promoted to Mrs. Shizi, her son has been plagued by major disasters. Last month, she walked so well that she broke her head, and she immediately knocked out the mother's cane......

Her heart still hurts when she thinks about what happened last month. Somehow, this kid would, would......

She couldn't help but cry.

As soon as Zilan entered the door, she heard the cry of Mrs. Shizi, she couldn't help but be startled, hurriedly rushed forward, and said in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't wake up the other people in the house." ”

reminded Song Zhu'er with a word, she hurriedly stopped crying, saw that it was Zilan, and when she saw that it was Zilan, she couldn't help it anymore, hugged Zilan and cried again.

In the final analysis, Zilan is the eldest girl who followed her to marry into Wumuhou Mansion. This girl has a lot of ghost ideas on weekdays, and her heart is careful, and when Song Zhuer encounters many things that are difficult to decide, she always says to listen to her and ask her for ideas.

Zilan gently patted Song Zhu'er's back and asked softly, "Miss, what's wrong, what's going on?"

She still uses the previous name of Song Zhuer when she was not married.

Song Zhu'er sat up straight, her eyes were already red from crying, and the tears were still falling down vigorously, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word.

Agarwood on the side couldn't help but say, "Sister Zilan, something big happened in the house." ”

Zilan was stunned and frowned suspiciously. She took a half-month vacation, ran to her mother's funeral, and came back last night, just after falling asleep, Agarwood came to knock on her door in a hurry, saying that the young grandmother was not good, she was startled, and hurried over.

In the past half a month, has there really been something big in the house?

Seeing Zilan's look of disbelief, Agarwood was so anxious that she stomped her feet: "Sister Zilan, what did I lie to you!

Song Zhu'er nodded tearfully.

"What's going on?" Zilan helped Song Zhu'er up, took a brand-new dark green silk pillow for her to lean on, and pulled a **** pestle to sit down in front of her, and then asked in a low voice: "Miss, what's going on in this house?"

Song Zhu'er wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, her voice was hoarse from crying, and she couldn't speak, so she motioned for Agarwood to speak.

Agarwood said: "It's just the past few days. A few days ago, the second son returned home angrily, had a big quarrel with Mrs. Hou, the cup fell, and pushed Mrs. Hou, Mrs. Hou fell to the ground, injured her waist, and now she is lying in bed and can't move. ”

"Madame hurt her waist, or did the second son move it?" Zilan was surprised.

In Wumu Hou's Mansion, Mrs. Hou and the second son have the best relationship, not only because the second son was born to Mrs. Hou, but also because the second son is too promising, the pride of Mrs. Hou, and the capital for her to show off. Moreover, these two sons are also very filial, they are very respectful to Mrs. Hou, and they have never blushed between mother and son, what is wrong with this today?

Agarwood nodded affirmatively: "Hundreds of pairs of eyes in this mansion are watching, you can't be wrong." ”

"What else?" Zilan asked again.

She vaguely felt that there was more to it than what was happening in the house. If it was just because her mother-in-law was injured, and it wasn't a life-threatening matter, the young lady couldn't have cried like this.

"Also, there is Brother Qi'er......" Agarwood glanced back at the eldest young grandmother and said in a slurred voice.

"Brother Qi?" Zilan was really shocked this time, "Did something happen to Brother Qi again?"

In the final analysis, this Brother Qi is the treasure of Miss's heart, not only because he is the son of Miss, but also has a special meaning, that is, the mother is more expensive than the son, and Song Zhuer only ascended to the throne of Mrs. Shizi by giving birth to such a son. If Brother Qi has any accidents......

Zilan didn't even dare to think about it.

"What happened to Brother Qi?" Zilan asked anxiously.

"I'll tell you. Song Zhu'er's expression calmed down a lot, and she was able to speak, "I just think that since my mother-in-law fell ill, Brother Qi has also become weird, yesterday, I saw him ...... yesterday."

Speaking of this, Song Zhu'er's eyes were stunned for a moment, her eyes were frightened, and her whole person trembled slightly.

Zilan hurriedly grabbed her hand, stabilized her mind for her, and said eagerly, "Say it quickly." ”

Agarwood also looked over, she was obviously frightened by the young grandmother's expression, clutching the handkerchief in her hand tightly, her eyebrows were full of unease.

Song Zhu'er gritted her teeth, as if she had made a lot of determination: "Yesterday, Brother Qi was playing with a parrot in the yard alone, and Mother Zhang happened to be asked for advice on needlework, so she went into the house, I went out to see Brother Qi, and I saw that Brother Qi caught the parrot and ate it, and the blood in that mouthful was ......."

Speaking of this, Song Zhu'er couldn't speak anymore, and Agarwood covered her mouth stiffly. She wasn't in the yard at the time, and she didn't hear Zhang's mother talk about it afterwards, if she was there, she would have been scared to death.

Song Zhu'er calmed down and continued: "At that time, I was scared to death and couldn't move at all. Zhang's mother was alert, and immediately took the parrot from Brother Qi'er's hand, and quickly took him to clean it, and ordered everyone in the house to keep their mouths shut and not to open their mouths, otherwise, I am afraid that this matter will not be hidden. ”

Speaking of this, Song Zhu'er gasped heavily, as if all the strength of her body had been drained, and the whole person collapsed on the soft pillow.

Zilan's eyes widened in shock: "Could it be that Brother Qi has fallen into evil?"

Song Zhu'er sighed: "I don't know, since then, Brother Qi seems to be frightened, he has been asleep all day, he has been sleeping for three or four days, he can't eat, he can't talk to him, he can't hear him, I'm so stupid, I feel distressed, I can't sleep at night......"

Zilan thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, Miss will talk to the old lady and invite a feng shui master to come and see if it is ...... in our yard."

Speaking of this, Zilan didn't continue, but looked at Song Zhu'er with her eyes.

Song Zhu'er hesitated a little: "This is not very good, right?"

Wumu Hou Mansion is different from other Hou Mansions, the old Hou Ye has a golden iron horse all his life, and he is murderous, and all the evil things dare not approach him, so the old Hou Ye never believes in the theory of gods and ghosts, and ordered that the house is not allowed to make trouble and disturb people's hearts. (To be continued.) )