"What did I do?" Mrs. Hou was dazed, looking at her son's face, as if she had committed some unforgivable sin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, she couldn't even think of what she had done to make her son, who had always respected her, so angry.

However, no matter how much she asked, her son just glared at her and did not answer her questions directly. Moreover, the more unwilling she asked, the more ugly her son's face became.

In the end, Lu Xing couldn't stand Mrs. Hou's coy posture any longer, kicked off the chair and went straight out of the main hall.

The main hall has long been surrounded by people on the third floor and the outer three floors, and without the master's order, they naturally dare not come in casually. What's more, Lu Ergongzi looks as if he wants to eat people, who dares to touch his frieze, unless he doesn't want to die, you must know that Lu Ergongzi's martial arts are extraordinary, and this fist will not become meat sauce?

So, all the servants watched as Lu Ergongzi stepped heavily, went straight out of the house, and raised a piece of ash.

"Xing'er, Xing'er, where are you going?" Mrs. Hou stumbled out despite her back injury, only to see her son's figure flashing in the corridor and disappearing without a trace.

Mrs. Hou felt a burst of despair in her heart, and couldn't help but sit on the ground.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward and helped her up, but Mrs. Hou couldn't stand up.

Everyone was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Mother Lan, who had just returned to the house, hurried over when she heard the news. She didn't expect that she had only been out of the house for half a day, and such a big thing had happened.

She squeezed into the crowd and rushed to Mrs. Hou, and saw Mrs. Hou holding her waist, her face was pale, and the cold sweat was falling down drop by drop. She knew that the situation was not good, so she hurriedly asked Dr. Li, who often visited her wife, to come over.

When Dr. Li came over to take a look, his expression changed.

Seeing Dr. Li's solemn face, Mother Lan couldn't help but be anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Doctor Li, ...... madam?"

Dr. Li frowned: "Madame's injuries ......"

He sighed: "I can't say for sure, it's just that this lumbar vertebrae seem to be ......."

This Dr. Li said several "likes" in a row, he is a well-known orthopedic doctor, as soon as he palpates it, he knows what is going on, he just thinks it is strange, this ordinary impact, and this is just a fall, can you break your waist?

So, he decided to ask.

"Madame, do you ever feel any discomfort in your lower back on weekdays?" asked Dr. Lai.

Mother Lan glanced at Dr. Li strangely.

This doctor is so strange, he doesn't talk about the current lady's condition, but talks about the past, why?

However, since the doctor asked, it must be related to Madame's condition, so Mama Lan thought about it, and then said: "Madame's waist has not been very good, just last year, Master Hou practiced swords in the garden, and Madame was waiting." When the sword was practiced, Mrs. took the initiative to help Hou Ye put the sword back in the study, who would have thought that the sword was so heavy, and Mrs. couldn't hold it steadily, and almost fell, so she flashed her waist like that. Later, I was in constant pain, so I invited a few doctors to come and administer injections, which made me feel better. But since the beginning of this year, Mrs. has nothing else except for the fact that her waist hurts for a while in the windy, rainy and capricious weather. ”

Dr. Li understood as soon as he heard it: "It looks like an old problem, no wonder it ......"

"What's wrong with Madame?

Seeing Dr. Li's expression and tone like this, Mother Lan couldn't help but become nervous.

Doctor Li pondered for a moment, and said: "That's it, I'll help my wife with acupuncture first, and then apply the method of massage, to see how the effect is, if it really doesn't work, I can only go to Xuanji Temple to ask Master Mingkong for help." ”

Mother Lan hurriedly nodded, asked people to take pen and ink, Dr. Li wrote a prescription, asked people to take the medicine, and then personally administered the needle, massaged for a while, and told some things to pay attention to. In the end, Mother Lan personally sent him out of the house.

Mother Lan returned to the house and saw that Mrs. was about to sit up, but unfortunately her body was not strong and she was sweating. She was startled and hurriedly said: "Madame, don't do it, the doctor just told me that Madame's injury must be recuperated in bed to get better." ”

As he spoke, he helped his wife to the ground and covered her with a brocade quilt.

At this time, the lady looked tired and helpless, but her face was lifeless.

"Mother Lan, why did Xing'er do this to me, what did I do wrong?"

Mother Lan shook her head, she didn't know the reason for this, so she had to comfort Madame: "Madam, don't think too much, maybe there are too many affairs in the army during this time, and the second son is irritable, this speech must bring anger, Madame, don't take it to heart." ”

As Mother Lan spoke, she felt that these words could not even comfort her. Anyway, Mrs. is also the mother of the second son, she was pregnant in October, and she gave birth to him with great difficulty, the grace of this fertility is greater than the sky, even if Mrs. does something wrong, the second son should not be so angry with Mrs.

What's more, it's also hands-on?

He is not afraid of being struck by thunder from the sky!

Mother Lan was thinking about it, and she was also full of resentment towards the second son in her heart.

Madame lay down, and the pain in her lower back tormented her to the bitterness, but her heart ached even more, and she looked fixedly at the top of the tent above her head, unable to speak.

Mother Lan didn't know how to comfort her, so she quietly withdrew. I was afraid that the second son would go out this time, and I didn't know what accidents would happen, so on the one hand, I sent people to find the second son, and on the other hand, I urged my subordinates to boil medicine.

In the evening, Mama Lan came in to see Madame again, and saw that her complexion seemed to be better, and she could eat some porridge, so she was relieved.

Madame glanced at Mother Lan and asked, "Where is Xing'er?"

Mother Lan didn't know how to answer, the people she sent out searched for a day, and searched all the places where the second son frequented, but she didn't see any trace of the second son. Even the barracks asked, and they all said that the second son did not come to the barracks.

"Perhaps, the second son was sent by the prince to do business, right?" Mother Lan could only say this.

Madam became sad, tears slid down the corners of her eyes, and Mother Lan was frightened: "Madam, or, let Master Hou come back." ”

"No, you can't let Master Hou know about this. Madame immediately flatly refused.

Lan's mother knew that she felt sorry for her son: "But madam, you are like this, you are afraid that you will not be able to hide it." ”

"It's okay, I just hurt my waist, it's not a big deal, and now I'm much better with the medicine. The lady gritted her teeth and said, "Believe it or not, I can sit up now." "If you really say that, you have to stand up and sit up.

Mother Lan was frightened, and hurriedly stopped her, and said, "The slave believes! ”

At night, a light was lit in the northwest corner of Wumuhou's Mansion.

"Grandma, why can't you sleep again?"

Seeing Mrs. Shizi get up and sit up, the big girl Huan Agarwood, who was sleeping on the floor under the couch, hurriedly got up, approached the couch and asked in a low voice.

Recently, the young grandmother has not slept well, and she always wakes up in the middle of the night, so she doesn't dare to fall asleep, for fear that the young grandmother will have any instructions after waking up.

"Alas!" Song Zhu'er, the lady of the prince in the dark, sighed in a low voice.

Agarwood hurriedly got up and lit the lantern on the table, and the room suddenly lit up, and Agarwood saw that the young grandmother who loved to laugh on weekdays had red eyes, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

"This ...... Grandma, don't scare the slaves, what's wrong with you?" (To be continued.) )