Ru Fengya asked Mrs. Ru to wait in Fengya Garden, and went to Baihuayuan in the rain, how could Hua Wanwan refuse after listening to the request of the fourth wife?

Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating map, isn't it?

I'm not sure, but I'm sure to go and see what I'm doing.

Ru Fengya said: "Wan Wan, don't have a burden in your heart, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, so many doctors in the capital have sentenced him to death, if you can't cure him, no one blames you......"

Of course, Hua Wanwan understood, but she was just going by herself, and she was afraid that Song Qingshan's death would be finalized. Please save my family, Qingshan, you can even cure the illness of the Queen Mother. You can save my family! ”

The aunt of the Ru family cried and worshipped, and had lost her mind. Princess An and Princess He are her last ray of hope, but now that even Princess An and Princess have announced that their son is dead, doesn't this mean that her Song family is going to die?

She could not accept such a fact in any way.

Hua Wanwan frowned at Ru Fengya and said, "Young Master Cousin's time is short, let's prepare for the future as soon as possible!" ”

Ru Fengya felt sad, but knowing that Hua Wanwan had said this, it seemed that her cousin's illness was indeed hopeless, so she had to turn to comfort the aunt of the Ru family who was crying on the ground: "Auntie, don't be like this, the matter has come to this, let my cousin go at ease......"

The aunt of the Ru family can't accept such a reality no matter what: "Qingshan is still so young, he is only in his twenties, he has not yet married a wife and had children, and he has not yet inherited the Song family, so he can't just leave my widowed mother alone......"

Hua Wanwan looked at Song Qingshan, who was like ashes on the hospital bed, and her heart was panicked.

Not everyone is as lucky as she is, and she can be reborn after death.

This young master of the Song family is afraid that he will no longer be able to open his eyes and see the sun if he goes down in one breath......

He has such a catastrophe because of a relationship with a maid, and I think there is indeed a bad fate between people.

Life is a lover, and this matter is not about the wind and the moon.

If you want to come, it's better not to treat the situation as your life like that, otherwise who will you find to redress your grievances because of your life?

Suddenly, seeing Song Qingshan's lips squirming, as if he was about to say something, Hua Wanwan hurriedly reminded Ru Fengya: "Fourth aunt, look at the young master, ...... watch"

Ru Fengya looked up and saw Song Qingshan raise her hand slightly in her direction, and Ru Fengya hurriedly pulled the aunt of the Ru family up: "Auntie, my cousin seems to have something to say to you......"

The aunt of the Ru family took three steps and made two steps to the bed, and grabbed Song Qingshan's hand: "Qingshan, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my mother is here." ”

Song Qingshan let out a low voice from his throat: "Mother......"

"Aoyama, what do you want to say to your mother? You say, "Mother, listen!" Aunt Ru burst into tears.

Song Qingshan said intermittently, angrily: "Mother, my son is not filial......"

The aunt of the Ru family couldn't cry, hugged Song Qingshan and cried hoarsely: "I don't want to listen to you say such things, as long as you live, you live, my mother will promise you everything......"

Now, the aunt of the Ru family can't help but regret it, she knew it was like this, why bother in the first place?

As long as the son can live, who does he like? If you like a girl, just a girl! As long as he lived, she was no longer opposed to non-interference.

Aunt Ru really regretted not being at the beginning.

"Qingshan, mother is wrong, as long as your illness can get better, mother will no longer object to you and Lushui, you can marry her if you want to! Big red sedan chair, three media and six certificates, mother will definitely give you a beautiful wedding......"

"Mother, the green water is dead...... Song Qingshan's eyes shed tears of despair.

His green waters are dead.

Song Qingshan's tears were like a flood of desperate embankments: "Mother, my son has something to ask for......" Song Qingshan gathered all his strength and said. (To be continued.) )

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