Rong Lanhua was humiliated and unwilling to return to Lanqinxi's residence 'Danhua Courtyard', and when he saw the familiar figure standing at the gate of the courtyard, he finally couldn't help crying and ran over.

Mama Jiang looked around for Rong Lanhua before, thinking that she should go out to play, so she waited at the door, and when she saw Rong Lanhua crying and running back, she was shocked and anxious, and pulled her, "Third Miss, what's going on?" ”

Rong Lanhua was crying so breathlessly that she didn't care about replying at all, Mama Jiang saw her covering her face with both hands, intuitively pulled her hand away, her eyes stared, and she was furious: "Who did it?" ”

Mama Jiang saw her crystal red, swollen cheeks into steamed buns, and her heart was distressed, and Rong Lanhua cried even more when she heard her inquiry, and spit out syllables vaguely in her mouth.

It took a long time for Mama Jiang to figure out the front and back, and she resented Rong Jingyu in her heart: even if the third lady is wrong, the most important thing in her daughter's family is her appearance, and the eldest lady's approach is really too vicious!

She patted Rong Lanhua's back and comforted her, but the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she stopped comforting, and said indignantly: "No, I have to tell Madame about this, Third Miss, Mama will definitely seek justice for you!" ”

After hearing this, Rong Lanhua's eyes lit up, but she was more worried, and she slurred her speech: "Mama, Lan Hua is at fault in this matter, if you let your mother know, Lan Hua will definitely be punished." ”

Lan Hua was very uneasy, she hated Rong Jingyu to beat her, but she was even more afraid of her mother's punishment, although she was young, she had already faintly noticed the rules in the courtyard of the back house, if she made her mother unhappy, she would definitely not be pleased.

Mama Jiang had already thought about what to do, thinking of the news she heard from Xiwu, she smiled confidently, "Third Miss, you just need to do what Mama said, it will be absolutely fine, and you can also ask for the location of the Spring Poetry Club, you can ...... with your ears."

Summer Garden.

An old man with a white beard withdrew his hand from his slender and fair wrist, touched his beard, and fell into deep thought.

On the side, Old Madam Rong, who had been paying attention to this side, saw this and asked nervously: "How is Imperial Doctor Zhang, is there something wrong with the old body and grandson?" ”

"Not really." The old man, that is, Imperial Doctor Zhang, vetoed Mrs. Rong's worries and said: "Although your daughter and grandson have a vain foundation, they have been well maintained in the past few years, so as long as they are not sick, tired, or palpitated, this body is three points better than ordinary people." ”

Old Madam Rong knew that if it was that simple, Imperial Doctor Zhang should have spoken earlier, so she waited quietly.

Seeing that Imperial Physician Zhang said, he frowned and said worriedly: "But the void is not to be replenished, just like the foundation is not rooted and the house is built, there is no wind and no rain, and when this wind and rain comes, it is like the water that bursts the embankment, flooding into a flood." ”

"However, the noble daughter and grandson have no such symptoms, and the old man is curious about who the master is, and his medical skills are so outstanding that he can be said to have reached the pinnacle!" Imperial Physician Zhang said, swept away his sad face and became excited, "Dare to ask Old Madam Rong if this person is in this Rong Mansion?" If not, please inform the old man of the person's name and whereabouts, and the old man will remember this situation! ”

After speaking, he bowed deeply to Mrs. Rong.

Old Madam Rong was stunned by his sudden movements, she really didn't expect that the always respected Imperial Doctor Zhang would have such a presumptuous time.

"What is Doctor Zhang doing? Get up quickly! Seeing that people did as they were told, the old lady Rong was relieved, and then said: "It's not that the old man doesn't want to say, but that person is the old man's daughter, Mr. Sun Zhi, who left a few days ago, and his whereabouts are unknown. ”

When Imperial Physician Zhang heard this, he was a little disappointed, but he also knew that the things in the world could not be forced, so he was relieved, and spontaneously talked about Rong Jingyu's body, and no longer involved anything else.

"Your daughter and grandson are fine, but there is a lot of blood loss, and when you wake up, you can eat and replenish it, and you don't need to prescribe medicine."

Old Madam Rong cared not only about this, she was more worried about the wound on Rong Jingyu's face, you know, when she just entered the house and saw the bloody face, her soul was almost frightened.

"Imperial Doctor, will the injuries of the old body and grandson leave a mark?"

Imperial Physician Zhang glanced at her and scoffed at her question: "Let's not talk about other injuries for the time being, but they are scratched, no accident, and when they heal, they won't be able to see anything." ”

"It's just that the forehead wound is too deep, even if the plaster is applied, it will not leave a scar." Doctor Zhang thought that Rong Jingyu was a woman and a young lady of the family, so she could understand the weight of it, and comforted: "Old Madam Rong doesn't have to worry too much, this wound is impartial, it just happens that some positions above the center of the eyebrows, daughter's family, aren't they all appliqués on the forehead?" It's sticked, but you can't see it. ”

"That's called Hua Tian." Old Madam Rong couldn't help but correct it, thinking that it was indeed as Imperial Doctor Zhang said, this position happened to be blocked by Hua Tian, and her mood was a little lighter, but it didn't last long, and this ease was replaced by gloom - today's injury happened to be covered by Hua Tian, but what if it was a little higher?!

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It was already a day after Rong Jingyu woke up, she opened her eyes, her pupils that were as quiet as Gutan focused little by little, and the image in front of her gradually became clearer.

She sat up, looked around, and saw that the room was empty except for her, and looking at the hot tea on the table, the waiter who was guarding the room must have just left.

Sensing the body's greed for the cup of tea, Rong Jingyu pressed down the frowning **, ignored the pain from his forehead, lifted the quilt and walked out of bed with weakness and effort, picked up the cup and took a few quick sips to quench a little thirst for water in his body.

Just as she was lying back on the bed, about to summon the waiter, she saw a group of people, led by her mother, coming to her room through the openwork partition.

Rong Jingyu also found Rong Lanhua's figure in it, the other party was tilting his head, smiling at a mother with straight facial features on the side, but the corners of her mouth were slightly thin, and she looked a little mean, which should have been an innocent feeling, but it became a little ridiculous because of the slap marks and redness on her face.

Rong Jingyu, who has already experienced the "true temperament" of his sister once, will not be deceived by this 'innocent and lovely' appearance, and because of Rong Lanhua's existence, Rong Jingyu has already decided that his mother's group of people are not good.

Rong Jingyu resisted the urge to rub his eyebrows, and after realizing that he didn't have any help, he threw away the boredom in his heart, cheered up, and prepared to deal with the unknown battle next.

I have to say that Jingyu's intuition is extremely accurate, and the main purpose of Lan Qinxi's visit this time is to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

Mama Jiang's strategy made most of the mistakes be pushed on Rong Jingyu, and under the living 'evidence' of Rong Lanhua and Rong Lanhua, Lan Qinxi almost went out angrily. Although most of this anger has been dissipated after a day, there is still a small half of it precipitated in the bottom of my heart, and it has not receded.

This little anger was seen in Lanqinxi that Rong Jingyu had woken up, and he was wrapping his head in gauze and leaning on the stepping bed and quietly watching them coming, his face was calm, as if he had completely woken up when he had expected it.