The Marquis of Dingguo glared angrily!

Don't think he doesn't know the little bit of the Feng family's careful thoughts.

What are you afraid that Ruan Niang won't be able to take care of him, it's obviously that Ruan Niang will be favored!

Since he was worried that other women would be favored, why didn't the Feng family serve him well!

Now, not to mention the maid by his side, even the little maid who followed him before has also been transferred to another place, except for being able to see people when delivering food, what is the difference between him now and waiting for death?

As soon as he thought of these two words, the anger of the Marquis of Dingguo rushed to the top!

Now, the Feng clan is relying on him to speak, so he has no fear, right?

Pointing out the door, Dingguohou's face turned red.

"Does Master Hou want the slave to invite his wife?" Aunt Ruan asked softly.

The Marquis of Dingguo nodded viciously.

Aunt Ruan looked embarrassed.

Dingguo Hou was so angry that he hammered the bed board a few times.

It's just that the hands and feet that don't listen to the call can't be used anyway.

Aunt Ruan, who was more anxious than the Marquis of Dingguo, was busy gently stroking the chest of the Marquis of Dingguo again, "Master Hou, don't be angry, Madame is also busy with the happy event in the house recently, so she has transferred some people over." ”

- A happy event?

- What is the happy event?

Dingguo asked with his eyes.

Reading what he meant, Aunt Ruan was also confused, "Such an important matter, doesn't Master Hou know?" ”

The Marquis of Dingguo was so anxious that he wanted to get out of bed.

Aunt Ruan pulled him hard, "It's the matter of the second master inheriting the title!" Speaking of which, this is also a major event in the Hou Mansion, and Mrs. naturally wants to use more snacks. This is also a major event for Hou Ye, presumably Hou Ye can understand. ”

There was a tingling pain in his palm.

Dingguo Hou pulled her hand fiercely, using all the strength in his body.

The more Aunt Ruan frowned in pain, the more deferential her face became, "Master Hou, please rest assured, Madam will definitely get this matter done, but it is a big matter in Master Hou's heart, what Master Hou has to do now is to take good care of his body." ”

"How, how, what's going on?" Angry and anxious, Dingguohou actually said a complete sentence.

Aunt Ruan realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said everything she knew, "Master Hou, you have been sick in bed, and the uncle of the lady's mother's family will ask the emperor for a decree on your behalf and let the second master inherit your title." Although the emperor's decree has not yet come down, everyone in the circle knows that this is an ironclad matter, so in the past few days, people have come and gone in the house, and Mrs. has transferred people to help. ”

"Roar!" Dingguohou let out a beast-like roar in his throat, which was the wild possessiveness inspired by the invasion of his own territory!

Aunt Ruan didn't seem to understand, and continued: "Madame said, this is the decision of the Hou Ye, the Hou Ye is inconvenient now, the Hou Mansion can't always be like this, and the uncle is eyeing the tiger, and the Madam is worried that the Hou Mansion will eventually fall into the hands of the big house, so she decided after discussing with the Hou Ye." Because it was inconvenient for the people of the Hou Mansion to come forward, Mrs. invited the eldest brother of her mother's family to ask the emperor for instructions on behalf of the Hou Ye, and then ......"

Bite one's tongue.

Aunt Ruan looked at the Marquis of Dingguo timidly.

Dingguo Hou was so angry that he trembled!

This is taking advantage of his inconvenience to take away the power and title in his hands!

These, sooner or later, he will give the second room.

But what he is willing to give and what he takes by means are completely different meanings!

"Go! Go...... Put, put...... Feng's, Feng's ...... Called! "Intermittent words are full of the unwillingness of the Marquis of Dingguo!

"Master Hou, the people in the clan are here today, Madame is afraid that it will be inconvenient at this time, don't be angry, when the people in the clan leave, the slave will go and invite Madame over."

People of the clan?

Are the people in the clan eager to admit the identity of the second child and negotiate the conditions?

"Master Hou, don't be angry first, Madame is also for you, for the sake of the Hou Mansion, Madame does not consult with you, and she is also afraid that you will think too much and it will not be good for your body. Later, the slave and maid invited the lady and made it clear that it would be fine. In fact, no matter whether the second master is the prince or the Hou master, you are the last person in the Hou Mansion to take the idea, the second master can share some of the burden for the Hou Ye, and the Hou Ye is also worry-free. ”

Every word of Aunt Ruan is inspiring the anger of the Marquis of Dingguo!

The clenched fists, the scarlet under the eyes, each of them showed the distortion in the heart of the Marquis of Dingguo.

Aunt Ruan glanced at the Marquis of Dingguo faintly, and picked up the porcelain bowl from the tray.

"Master Hou, this is the medicine boiled by the slave maid herself, you can drink it while it's hot."

Dingguo Hou glanced at Aunt Ruan impatiently, but he did not refuse.

The more Feng wanted him to hand over power, the more he had to take care of his body.

When he is well, he will have the energy to fight with the Feng clan!

After drinking the bitter decoction in one gulp, Dingguohou was immediately stuffed with a candied fruit in his mouth.

The body is inconvenient, but it does not affect the enjoyment of the marquis.

"Master Hou, the slave maid is in the kitchen today, and I found something interesting," as if it was a family affair, Aunt Ruan's conversation box opened, and while helping Dingguo Hou massage her stiff legs, she said softly, "The slave maid went to the kitchen today to borrow the stove to boil medicine for the Hou Ye, thinking that Mrs. has a lot of things to do today, and she may not be able to take care of it, and there is no small kitchen in the slave's yard, and the medicine bag of the Hou Ye every day is specially sent by the pharmacy, so the slave and the maid are brave today." ”

Dingguo Hou snorted heavily in a nasal voice.

I don't know if it's because of Aunt Ruan's overly cautious behavior, or because I'm angry at Feng's inaction.

"Master Hou, because I want to boil medicine for you, so the slave maid is wearing an old dress today, and the medicine boy who delivered the medicine thought that you were a maid in the kitchen, and after giving the medicine bag to the slave maid, he gave the slave and maid a small medicine bag, saying that it was still added according to the previous dosage to ensure that the efficacy of the medicine can be maintained for a little longer."

Dingguohou's eyes tightened.

Aunt Ruan said to herself: "The slave maid was strange at that time, and she had never heard of this method of boiling medicine. This medicine has to be boiled separately, isn't it all caught together and boiled at the same time? The slave maid was afraid of delaying the Hou Ye's condition, so she asked carefully, but the medicine boy didn't say anything, and looked at the slave and maid very vigilantly. The slave was embarrassed to ask more, so she accepted the medicine bag and boiled the medicine for the Hou Ye according to the medicine boy's instructions. Master Hou, is this prescription a new prescription for Madame? The slave had never heard of this way of boiling medicine before. ”

"Medicine, medicine pack!" Dingguo Hou didn't know how much effort it took to finish this sentence.

The nausea in the stomach is not known to be due to the psychological effect or the effect of the medicine.

He retched a few times, not to mention spitting out the decoction he drank, but he couldn't even control the retching action.

Aunt Ruan looked at him inexplicably, "Master Hou, the medicine has been drunk, where is the medicine bag?" ”

"Scum......

"Master Hou, do you mean the slag?" Without waiting for the Marquis of Dingguo to nod, Aunt Ruan said smartly, "The medicine scum slave and maid are kept, but I am worried that the lady will question the slave and maid, and the slave and maid will not explain clearly." ”

So there are two copies of the medicine residue left, and when the time comes, the Feng family will check, and she will also explain.

The Marquis of Dingguo gave her a meaningful look and asked her to call his entourage.

Before the old emperor's decree came down, the scandal of the Marquis of Dingguo spread!

Dingguohou did not have an accidental stroke, but someone deliberately framed him!

People in the circle are not surprised, for the sake of interests and future, fratricide between brothers, father and son, is commonplace, there is really nothing to make a fuss about.

In the circle, the so-called family affection is already cold.

Everyone naturally thought of Gu Jinzhen.

This must have been done by him, right?

It's a pity that he didn't kill the Marquis of Dingguo, but let the second child take advantage.

Now it's okay, the Marquis of Dingguo was angry, and directly gave up the title to the second child, and Gu Jinzhen's bamboo basket was empty.

Moreover, when this matter is exposed, it is not as simple as a family ugly, but a trip to the yamen.

Although he will find someone to take the blame in the end, Gu Jinzhen always has a hard time on his face.

No one stopped such gossip, but it was hyped up by people with good intentions.

On the Feng family's side, although she was frightened for a few days, this result was what she wanted the most, it was really God who had eyes, and even God was helping her.

It's just that this spring breeze didn't last long, and the evidence against the Feng family surfaced one by one.

First, someone testified that the Feng family bought the medicine of the tiger and wolf in the pharmacy, and then, the little maid in the kitchen of the Hou Mansion also trembled and said that the medicine was boring......

And so on, all kinds of evidence that is unfavorable to the Feng family are clearly placed in front of everyone.

Feng was a little anxious.

She wanted to cause trouble, but she couldn't find the right time.

Gu Jinxuan, who was originally determined to win, also became anxious.

Although this matter has nothing to do with him, he is a beneficiary, and outsiders will definitely make up for him!

Why!

Gu Jinxuan thought unevenly: The title is his, and he deserves it!

What is it called him usurping the throne by means!

Seeing that the holy decree that was about to arrive was far away, Gu Jinxuan only felt that his previous complacency was particularly ridiculous!

"It must be Gu Jinzhen!" Feng bit his cheek and said word by word, "It must be a bureau set up by him!" ”

Chang Yulian on the side sneered.

If people don't know, they can't do it unless they do.

I blame others for what I did.

"What now?" Gu Jinxuan's tone was undisguised blame.

Feng's heart suddenly cooled, "Are you blaming me?" ”

"Mother, you misunderstood," Gu Jinxuan barely suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Now that the matter has happened, don't we want to think of a proper way to solve our current situation?" ”

That's right.

The unhappiness in Feng's heart was replaced by anxiety.

"Since that's the case, then we won't do anything, and we won't stop doing it!" Feng's eyes are hideous and crazy!

Gu Jinzhen received the news that Dingguohou was seriously ill.

The Marquis of Dingguo hoped to see him one last time.

For such a request, Gu Jinzhen was reluctant to go back, and had to go back.

Inside the house, the Marquis of Dingguo's face was pale, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, and he hadn't seen him for a few days, and the situation had deteriorated to this extent.

In the Hou Mansion, everyone gathered around the bed, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly sad.

Gu Jinzhen stood three steps away from the bed, quietly looking at the Marquis of Dingguo, who was about to enter the ground.