After Mrs. Zheng sent her husband out of the court, she kept counting the hours to visit her daughter, because she was afraid that her daughter hadn't gotten up yet, so she went over to quarrel with her daughter to rest, too late...... Mrs. Zheng couldn't wait to see her daughter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

has been delayed by Gu Yuan until now, her daughter's age is really not young, since she has figured it out, she has to look at others earlier.

It's not that Zheng Jing'er wants to look at each other, but Mrs. Zheng already has a few candidates in her heart, and now she is eager to talk to Zheng Jing'er in detail.

Mrs. Zheng calculated the time for her daughter to get up, thinking about her daughter's recent weight loss, and distressed ordered the maid to bring breakfast with her, wanting to have breakfast with her daughter. ”

Saying that, the woman said with a smile on her face: "But this time it is time to get up, and the slave will go to invite the young lady." As he spoke, he took the key from his waist, opened the big lock on the door of Zheng Jing'er's room, and called out while knocking on the door: "Miss, are you up? Madame has come to see you." ”

But there was no movement in the room for several times, and the servant woman turned around and sneered: "Miss Xu is tired, and she sleeps so hard that she can't hear it." ”

After saying that, the servant woman was about to knock again, but Mrs. Zheng'......s heart jumped!

Mrs. Zheng wants to come now, just as her daughter's quiet embroidery of the wedding dress the day before, but she hides it from time to time, and now, she must have escaped again!

Suddenly, Mrs. Zheng only felt that the blood rushed to her head, and she couldn't care about anything else at this time, she took two steps forward and stretched out her hand to pull the servant woman to the side, glared at the servant woman fiercely, and scolded sharply: "If someone doesn't come yet, knock the door open for me!"

The servant woman was stared at and scolded by Mrs. Zheng like this, and her neck suddenly shrank in fright, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Seeing this, one of the housekeepers stepped forward and asked Mrs. Zheng and said, "It doesn't take everyone to work together, the slave can kick the door open, but this door can be ......."

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, Mrs. Zheng waved her hand impatiently: "What else does this son care about? Don't you kick me out of the way!"

As soon as the words fell, the housekeeper took two steps back, spat in the palm of her hand, rubbed her hands, lifted up the wide skirt, ran in two steps, and turned around and kicked steadily at the part corresponding to the latch.

The door opened, but when the lady turned to look in, she was so frightened that she took a few steps back, opened her mouth, and pointed to the room with trembling fingers, and was so frightened that she could not speak for a while.

When Mrs. Zheng saw her like this, her heart sank, and she glanced into the room, but it was that glance! Mrs. Zheng exclaimed in surprise and almost couldn't stand.

Zheng Jing'er was wearing a wedding dress embroidered with colorful red silk embroidered with the four seasons Ruyi pattern, her face was dark and hanging in the air, her eyes were round and staring blankly at nowhere, covered with purple and red bloodshots, and her tongue was long hanging out. A pair of mandarin duck hydration pattern embroidered shoes, one is still on the foot, but the other is lonely on the ground......

Mrs. Zheng staggered into the house, hugged Zheng Jing'er's cold feet, and didn't even cry, and her eyes were dark and she didn't know anything.

The maids and ladies came back to their senses at this time, helping Mrs. Zheng to the soft couch on the one hand, and carrying Zheng Jing'er off the beam of the house on the other. went to the Tai Hospital to ask for a doctor, and went to the Ministry of War to find Zheng Yi'an, and he was busy for a while.

The imperial doctor came quickly, but Zheng Jing'er's body was already stiff, what else was there to see? After asking Mrs. Zheng for her pulse, the imperial doctor looked at a room full of maids and women, frowned, and gave Mrs. Zheng two injections.

Mrs. Zheng woke up faintly, remembered the bright red facing the morning light, and sluggishly moved her gaze to the big girl beside her, and said tremblingly: "Fortunately, it's all a dream, can Miss get up?"

The maid's eyes turned red when she saw this, but she lowered her head but didn't know how to answer, and Mrs. Zheng only saw clearly at this time that she was still lying on the soft couch in her daughter's boudoir, and suddenly it was like five thunderbolts, and her face became pale. The big girl who was staring at her tightly asked sharply, "Miss......?" How's it going?"

In the end, Mrs. Zheng herself knew the result, but she was still unwilling to look at the big girl who had followed her for many years with tears in her eyes.

Mrs. Zheng almost fainted again when she saw this, but fortunately, the maid stepped forward in time to support Mrs. Zheng and persuaded sadly: "Madame, you have to hold on, Miss, and now I still need you to preside." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Zheng couldn't help wailing and crying anymore, so frightened that the maids and women inside and outside the house didn't dare to come out one by one standing with their heads bowed.

Mrs. An Yangbo's younger brother Zheng Yi'an rushed back to the mansion at this time, and now the inner courtyard and the outer house have received news, and all matters have been prepared in an orderly manner.

When the old housekeeper saw Zheng Yi'an coming back, he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully: "The master is back, where do you see the young lady's mourning hall? What kind of regulations will things follow after death? Madame is now...... The old slave can only wait for the master to come back and make a decision, and he doesn't dare to make his own decisions, but he should prepare, and the old slave has made people fully prepared. ”

Zheng Yi'an heard the old housekeeper say the word "mourning", and still refused to believe that his beloved daughter, who he had loved for more than ten years, would die at such a young age!

Shaking his head, Zheng Yi'an shouted violently: "What nonsense! What is the mourning hall? What is the aftermath! Isn't the young lady in the room?" After speaking, he waved away the old butler and strode towards the inner courtyard.

Before he got close to Zheng Jing'er's yard, he saw that his daughter's yard was full of maids and women, Zheng Yi'an paused, and then the sound of Mrs. Zheng crying and crying came from afar......

Zheng Yi'an also stumbled under his feet, and it took a while to stabilize his figure, gritted his tooth sockets, and strode into the courtyard with red eyes.

Seeing Zheng Yi'an come in, the maids and wives breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, the servants who were assigned to guard the courtyard all had their hearts hanging high, and cold sweat flowed down again!

Zheng Yi'an didn't care about the maid at this time, and strode towards the house, but he didn't expect that before his feet entered the door, Mrs. Zheng got the news and pounced, punched and kicked, and cried and scolded: "You get me out!"

Zheng Yi'an dodged again and again, and at this time, his heart was on fire, and he shouted angrily: "What are you crazy!" After speaking, his eyes swept towards the several maids behind Mrs. Zheng, and he scolded coldly: "Why don't you help Mrs. in and rest!"

Mrs. Zheng sat down on the bluestone ground all of a sudden, pointed at Zheng Yi'an, and cried up to the sky: "If you weren't worried about the Gu family's military power, how could Qian'er have come to this point!

When Zheng Yi'an heard this, his heart was also empty, and then he became more and more annoyed, glared at Mrs. Zheng and shouted angrily: "What do you know about this inner housewoman, just talk nonsense here! Isn't Qin'er my daughter? How does Qin'er understand that? Aren't you the one who didn't let Qin'er marry Brother Yuan'er? You still have the face to cry here!"

The more Zheng Yi'an spoke, the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, and he was about to teach Mrs. Zheng a lesson, Mrs. Zheng was frightened, but she also hurriedly stopped in front of Mrs. Zheng and persuaded: "The old man is angry, the lady is too sad and sad, and I hope the old man will be considerate and considerate of Mrs."

Another maid also hurriedly helped Mrs. Zheng up, and persuaded her: "It's cold on the ground, Madame get up quickly." Madame has just fainted, and I'm afraid I'm not very conscious at this time, so why should my lord bother with Madame?"